She let him cool his need to cum in the corner for nearly an hour, knowing that the soreness of his welts would do their work. He wept softly, sniffing now and then, a reaction she had seen before. The path to submission was not an easy one. The emotional rocks in the road were far more obstructive than the physical ones. For a man like slave, the sudden realization of helplessness could be a damned big bump. Yet he did not have to take it. He was not bound and even if he were, a simple word from him would buy his escape. He accepted her punishment of his own free will, motivated only by his devotion. This devotion touched her, but confirmed her resolve as well. When his erection had subsided completely, she went to the bathroom for a washcloth and cleaned his face. He rubbed his cheek against the edge of her hand like a tom cat begging to be petted. She stroked his hair softly for a moment, and then gave it a little tug to let him know that affection was dispensed at he...

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