If he thought he was apologetic before, he became 100 times more under the crack of my lash. I made sure to make some very pretty patterns all over his back and ass in red puffy welts. I then flipped him over (he begged me not to as he was very sore on that side, but that wasn't my problem was it?) and begin to remind him of just how inadequate his little clit really was. This was not a gentle reminder, and it wasn't long before the area surrounding his clit matched his backside. His face and his cries would have indicated that he was not enjoying his punishment at all, but his little clit betrayed him by staying so happy and excited the entire time. I think this little game of ours has turned him into more of a masochist than he would care to admit. I certainly am all for it, because there are few things that excite me more than giving a good beating now and then.
I love standing behind him, watching him fuck my cock. He really gets into it. He starts out tentatively, but with a little verbal encouragement from me, eventually he really goes to town. It's pretty difficult when he does that to believe that he's not enjoying it. It is so hot to see what a little whore I've turned him into. So hot in fact that I can't watch for too long because it makes me want to fuck the shit out of him and wear him out like a bitch in heat.
And so my response to his pleading was ordering him to make his pussy cum for me. To give me his pleasure, to give me his release, to give me back his submission to my will. What he gave me was a hot creamy pile of clit juice and cuck tears that almost signaled the return of the balance of power to its rightful place. The only thing that was needed to complete said return was for him to lick that pile clean like the cum swallowing slut he truly is. And so, with me standing above him my cock still glistening next to him, my little bitch cleaned up his mess like a good little boi.