If I were in front of you I'd thank you for putting my needy cunt in its place. "Thank you, sir, thank you, sir, thank you sir," until I was incoherent and babbling, until my thanks turned into screams for you to stop. Eventually I'd run out of energy and all I'd be able to do would be twitch and squirm and sob while you taught my clit a lesson until I passed out. What would you do once I stopped whimpering? Maybe you would use those fuckholes (after all, you put in so much hard work you did to teach that pussy a lesson), then leave me tied up to continue the punishment whenever you next had time for such a dumb whore?
I get the feeling that incoherent babbling is your default state, teasing and touching yourself until your eyes roll back in your head. Even after you'd pass out, I'd leave a vibe tied to your thigh pressed against your clit, keeping it red, raw, and overstimulated until you finally woke up to a tingly, almost numb sensation between your legs, your nerves sent so far into overdrive that they shut down for a while. You'll probably wake up to the sensation of my putting your drool and tears to use stretching your clenching asshole instead, keeping your pathetic cunt denied from being filled as further punishment, keeping it desperate. I will be keeping you tied up to continue your lesson, probably leaving you with a chastity belt over your cunt to keep you from grinding against anything while I had loops of your previous lesson playing for you to relive.













