It seemed she had another student with a potty mouth whose mouth would need rinsing. David tried his best to uproot her stance with his shoulders, but all he managed to do was push against her leg and stair away defiantly.<br/><br/>Vanessa didn’t give him any time for warning. With a simple motion of her leg, her foot darted forward, and the point of her toe buried itself against his bound balls. It was by no means a strong blow, but it was certainly a firm impact against his sensitive nobs. As soon as her leg retracted, she swung the crop with a flourish, striking a spot high on his back, between his bound arms. A small red patch and line formed on his skin from the pad of the crop and its shaft.<br/><br/>“Mr. Carter, I am by no means a stranger to disobedience,” she said curtly, caressing the shaft of the crop in her hand as she stared at his writhing form. “Now, if you wish, I could tease your balls in a similar fashion, and worse, all night. Or, we could skip all that unpleasantness, and I could please your balls all night. The choice is yours, but first, I believe you have a task to fulfill.”<br/><br/>She placed her foot back on the ground in front of him, then made a show of tapping the high heel on the concrete floor. Her heels were glossy, and shined brightly whenever they were freshly cleaned with the tongue of one of her slaves.