It was the look from someone in a ball gag and tight restraints. The kind of hate that only the very exquisite can show. Mordecai thrived on those kinds of looks. He bent to the new bitch. His hand in her hair lifting her head up so she could see him at his calmest.<br/><br/>His voice a whisper of concern, "We have rules. I'll teach them to you one rule at a time. Like the one you just broke. You are not permitted to look directly into the eyes of any man here without permission.  It's a punishable offense."<br/><br/>He wiped the dirt off the side of her face tenderly, " First punishment.  then we'll get you sorted out and after that you'll have a nice quiet place to rest until I come for you."<br/><br/>He released her head and straightened as he caught a glimpse of Frank heading for the hen house. Mordecai turned his attention back to his present. A long stride and he was straddling her knees. He bent and gripped the loops on her jeans, lifting her ass in the air so that her knees were under her. His foot nudged her legs open as he pulled out the switchblade.<br/><br/>He cut along the seam of her trousers from her her knee to the center of her pussy. Neat. Clear. Sharp. Maybe a nick or two.  Definitely nothing compared to what he was about to do to her all over.  Back down her other leg.<br/><br/>He closed the blade. Safety first. His fingers in her cunt as he cooked his fingers on the jeans and pulled hard to open it up so that her ass to the back of her knees were showing.  What panties she had was the only covering for her pussy. He used his fingers to shove that material into her ass hole and her pussy slit until there was a nice wad in each hole.<br/><br/>He let the air reach her. While he undid his belt. Mordecai planned to beat her ass and thighs until she begged him to stop.<br/><br/>"All you have to do is beg me to fuck you," He told her calmly knowing she still have a ball gag in her mouth. That was half the fun wasn't it.<br/><br/>