Tears poured unheeded down her cheeks as she bore her punishment in the closest thing to stoic silence that she could manage. Little squeaks of pain did slip out but she had kept herself mostly quiet. Inside though she was near panic. It was not the slaps that were the worst of it. Sure they hurt so bad that her felt that she might black out but after ever stinging, agonizing smack there was the pause. The horrible pause seemed to eat away at her sanity. She would slowly calm from the harsh spank on her deeply bruised ass and then the tension and panic would start to build. He drew it out masterfully and just when she thought her mind would completely break the neck harsh crack of skin on skin filled her ears along with the stinging pain.<br/><br/>She could feel the signs of his arousal strongly prodding at her lower stomach and she felt a strange sense of pleasure that he enjoyed her body. It was a hollow victory though as when the seventh smack landed against her tortured flesh she screamed. It was a pitiful, sobbing wail and she thrashed uncontrollably. She shook like a leaf in a hurricane and fresh tears poured from her bloodshot eyes. The knowledge that her little slip would surely cost her only made it impossible to stop her body's involuntary movements. She desperately wanted to still herself in an attempt to salvage the situation. Instead she heard herself speaking in a pathetic, cracked voice thick with emotion.<span style="color: indigo"> "Please Master, no more. I beg you! It hurts so badly. Please, mercy!"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>