I lock my slave into my cast iron punishment bench. Not that I need to restrain him; I just like to reinforce the idea that he is truly helpless. Im in the mood for a good face slapping today. I put on my metal studded leather gloves and go to work on his fat face. His cheeks are so big, its like theyre just begging to be bitch slapped. I like to see how fast I can go right, left, right in rapid succession. I can see from the expression on his face he is just hanging on for dear life.
No one ever died from a face slapping. I mean, anyone can take it, but what Im after is his soul....
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I lock my slave into my cast iron punishment bench. Not that I need to restrain him; I just like to reinforce the idea that he is truly helpless. Im in the mood for a good face slapping today. I put on my metal studded leather gloves and go to work on his fat face. His cheeks are so big, its like theyre just begging to be bitch slapped. I like to see how fast I can go right, left, right in rapid succession. I can see from the expression on his face he is just hanging on for dear life.
No one ever died from a face slapping. I mean, anyone can take it, but what Im after is his soul....