Max could not explain it but he seemed to find this new found freedom with this new Slave.  He finally found someone he could let loose on and not only was he not complaining on how much he was beating him, but he was actually begging for more.  Max had kicked the whip out of his way and held the metal ruler in his hand and was slapping his hand with it and was pacing in front on Rimion listening to him talk.  “Yes, a very bad boy.”  Max said and slapped him with the ruler on his left side.  “One day though I might find a way to silence that voice.”  More than one occasion he had a slave go silent from all of his screams.<br/><br/>Max glanced down and noticed that the front of what was left of Rimion’s pants was getting bigger and he could not help but smirk as he took the ruler and looked at Rimion.  “Open your mouth.”  Max said as he placed the ruler in Rimion’s mouth so he could take off his pants.  “Like the taste of your own blood?”  Max asked with a quirked smile.  Max ripped off what was left of his pants and slid off his boxers and threw them on the other side of the room.<br/><br/>Max reached up and took the ruler out of his mouth and took it slapping him on his very naked ass.  “Now look at this, you’re not suppose to get aroused at your beatings.”  Max said as he smacked his ass again and then wrapped his hand around Rimion’s cock and started to pump it with a very tight grip. “ Now you’re not allowed to come.”  Max said as he pumped really hard, tight, and fast all the time while swinging the ruler against his ass and thighs.