She responded like a merchant sailor, and I knew my master was right. I had to establish dominance.
“Now you know that I’m not going to put up with that, don’t you?” I replaced her gag and knotted it tight behind her head. Then I got a ping-pong paddle I’d spotted. I put my knee in the small of her back and proceeded to spank her behind until my arm got tired, just as she had done to me. Her mouth was effectively stuffed, but from the muffled screams and whimpers I figured I had her attention. Her butt was bright red and I could feel the heat radiating from it. I balled up her short black hair in my hand and I raised her head up. Her eyes were stained by tears, her face choked by pain and humiliation, but I could tell that she knew she’d been beaten (in both meanings of the word).
“Now t
