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I go and grab my paddle and bend him over spreading his knees and give him two sharp whacks on the ass and then run my nails over his skin. He knows I am going to make him sorry. I take a few more whacks on his ass. He is getting sore and tries to move forward a bit. I grab his head and jerk it up. "Does it hurt? Do you want the gag out?" He nods more excitedly this time. "Ok, then beg.' He looks confused. I never make him beg. He is not sure how, he mumbles. I tell him to use his eyes. He tries but it doesn't move me. I tell him I am going to turn him over to you one night and you are going to teach him how to truly beg and I am going to watch. Or better yet, I tell him, I will make him watch me play with another boy and he can learn to beg from seeing someone else. He tries to beg harder with his eyes. I laugh cruelly in his face, I am still mad. But I take the gag out. He coughs, makes a big production of his discomfort. I tell him that it isn't that bad so stop the theatrics or it goes back in. I whack him a few more times before puching him back on the floor and tying his arms to a barbell that is lying on the floor. The floor is hard wood so if he moves his arms at all the barbell will role into his head. I tell him this and tell him not to move. Then I give him head. *grin*
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