Mika smiled. Madison may have just been brown-nosing, but compliments were compliments all the same. She even overlooked her brash confidence. Having a sub watch a punishment was the best motivation for them to learn obedience…and when the time for punishment came, they knew exactly what to expect. That gave the mistress all the power.<br/><br/>“Perhaps,” she replied equally, more focused on her target. “We shall have to see, won’t we?”<br/><br/>She drew back her wrist and struck Meat’s balls again, causing the hanging targets to jiggle a little in their strict restraint. After a second slap, she resorted to patting the tip of her crop against his rapidly swelling balls, but the reprieve was short lived. She aimed her crop at an untouched patch of skin and struck again.<br/><br/>“Keep your back straight!” she snapped as her latest hit caused him to writhe. “If you can’t take a simple punishment, then don’t expect to get a reward!”<br/><br/>She straightened from her pose, first caressing the shaft of her crop before moving to Meat’s rear. Then her hand left her crop to gently caress his backside. It was the touch of her approval, but such a touch could quickly turn to pain. His balls had swollen to their full extent, red and tormented in their binding.<br/><br/>“What do you think?” she asked to Madison’s sub, catching his eye as she squatted behind Meat. She poked at his thighs with her crop again so he spread his legs further, then placed the tip of it against the untouched backside of his balls. “Would you trust Madison enough to present your most sensitive parts for her whim? Meat does, and he knows that the reward far outweighs the pain.”<br/><br/>The crop struck his tender balls, and again she asked. “Isn’t that right, Meat?”