Tears start to flow when I bring out a thick wooden paddle. After the OTK spanking and hair brush torment My slave is put on My spanking bench. This way I have more of a swing to ensure a more thorough thrashing. As the welts start to rise, tears are brought to his eyes! The wails, moans, and sobs are music to My sadistic ears. With each impact of the paddle his cries grow louder and higher in pitch. I intend on giving him a full emotional release-something that a cane will make short work of next...