You smile as you ponder where to begin her training, Angel looks up at you still struggling in her bonds.
"I think I'll start with how I am to be addressed," you say with a smile. "From now on you will address me as Master when you speak to me is that clear," you add.
"Noooooo!" she says in protest, her words become a scream as you take your belt off and slap her breasts with it.
"Is that clear!" you say with a little more force in your tone.
"Nooooooo!" she protests again, only to meet another slap on her breasts by your belt.
"IS THAT CLEAR!" you yell at her.
"Yes Master ," she says sobbing.
"Good girl," you say with a smile. |