After locking down my pet on all fours in an inescapable steel interrogation bench, I proceed to slap, smack, wallop, and generally batter the fuck out of his repulsive, ugly face until I literally crush his spirit. Face to face, eye to eye, I gaze deep into his soul as I pummel him repeatedly with my leather glove encased hands.

Over and over again I thrash him, as I watch him sink into an altered state of helplessness. And because I simply love to rub salt in his wounds (literally), I decide to drench his bruised and swollen face with my divine saliva. The warm, wet spittle offer... Show more