I imagined they hired a kid to entertain the blind guy who could hear the different sounds of various kinds of whips.
There is a Brazilian writer named Glauco Mattoso who is a masochist and pervert, who inspired me to this fantasy. I once paid a guy who said he didn't like being whipped, which I don't know if he was true, or if he was sincere, guys aren't usually honest, but I liked the idea that he accepted the beating for money, out of pure and true necessity.
I get whipped every day for lust, for love, for pleasure.
For the blind executioner, the sound of the whips cutting through the air, the crack on his back, the boy's moans, his knees hitting the ground, everything is music and fun. I made this drawing imagining that the boy accepted being cruelly whipped for hours. He accepted or asked to be tied up to better endure the beating.
For him, money is very important, he needs the money. Dealing with excruciating pain is not easy, the pain is almost unbearable.
For the men who pay, it's just fun, they beat for the pleasure of seeing the boy's skin marked by the whip, for the joy of seeing the blood running down. They enjoy watching him cry, sweat, moan, and beg. Pure fun, without guilt, without fear, without pity, or regrets.
They will certainly make their dicks suck with sticky cum at the end of the session.
I like Sherwin's drawings. He elaborates on complex situations in which his characters suffer, resigned to their fate. His mastery of anatomy, perspective, and proportion is excellent. His sadism is delicious. This drawing is also a tribute to my friend, Sherwin.
