Words cannot describe how much I enjoy slapping a slave to break him to my will. You can see it in their eyes, as they sink lower and lower into a state of utter submission. At first they try to man up and take it, stare into my eyes, etc. But within a few seconds, that familiar look of utter humiliation washes over them and they no longer have the courage to look me in the eye. Like an in the wild, I smell their fear and helplessness and I pounce, slapping them over and over...harder and harder...until they are reduced to nothing more than a piece of clay for me to mold as I c... Show more