You ripped my latex leggings, and I’m in a pissed off mood and ready for pain. Do you know what makes me happy? Hurting you. Hurting you while you scream “NO NO NO”, while you’re telling me you can’t take it, and why you’re crying and having a nervous breakdown. Seeing you in pain would bring me great joy. So I’m going to hurt you. I’m going to whip you on your cock and balls, nipples, chest, belly, and inner thighs. I’ll leave bright red marks all over you despite your refusal, and I’ll do it because you owe that to me. And after all, you’re entirely tied up. You can’t fight back anyway. You scream too much, so I’ll be sure to gag you with a bit. It won’t help with the pain, but I’m in a murderous sort of mood, and you’ll be the person I take it out on. It is, after all, all your fault.
