He opened his mouth as Max put the ruler in his mouth, biting down hard enough to hold it in place as his blood slithered onto his tongue. The taste of it was rather sweet but sour at the time... He didn't understand why, but he liked the taste. It seemed he was taking good care of his body, despite his masochistic cravings that mostly involved scars and gashes, but thus far nothing too serious. As he watched Max finally free his body of his now-tattered and ruined slacks, he let out a muffled sigh... Happy that all of his body could finally breathe.<br/><br/>As Max pulled the ruler out of his mouth, Rimion let his tongue linger a little to clean his blood off, longing to taste more before he felt the cold metal against his now bare ass. He moaned loudly, a spanking being an unexpected surprise.<span style="font-style: italic">“Now you’re not allowed to come.”</span>Rimion chuckled, stifling his moans as he clenched his teeth. His face colored in lovely red and a light pink, he turned to Max as he proceeded to spank him the ruler and pump him a very firm and very fast grip, "Master... Can I ask you something?" Rimion asked. He didn't care that he would be beaten for speaking, but this was a desire he had to share with Max. Or at least one that he wanted to have with Max.