<strong>Yoatz with Maddy</strong><br/><br/>The wince said it all.  He trained using positive reinforcement. Brutal was okay but not if he wanted someone to cooperate long term. Beating a bitch like her all the time wasn't gonna get him anywhere.<br/><br/>He hit the call button and moved his hand from her heat. "Yep you talk way too much."<br/><br/>The sheet came with his fingers and he piled it on her belly. "Keep your legs open."<br/><br/>He could see she'd been nailed good. Where the fuck was that damn nurse or better yet the Doc.  He wanted that fixed. Some cream or other shit. Whatever they did for that. Ice packs maybe.<br/><br/>"Oh, and fear me. I'm a lot worse then any of them." He told her as he looked around tired of waiting.<br/><br/>He was on the move again heading for the trash bin. A new 13 quart bag was in a box on the shelf. He took it and headed outside for the ice machine. When he came back inside the room the bag was full.<br/><br/>He snagged a towel and a wash cloth. "You get doctor Yoatz special attention for pain and ache of a major ass kicking."<br/><br/>He stepped to the side of the bed and put the wash cloth over her pussy. The ice was placed carefully on the wash cloth then the towel over that.<br/><br/>"An old receipt. Give it about ten minutes then it come out for half an hour then ten again. We'll do it when you start hurting bad," he told her.<br/><br/>"Your job is to keep track of time." He told her. "And practice sayin Sir and being quiet. Shit like that."<br/>