As he reaches for the stick, Honey whimpers and shudders backwards. Even before the first blow lands she's flinching and begging. "no...nono.........please, I didn't mean........it won't happen......oh god, no...please...."<br/><br/>Honey raises pitiful eyes to him, hoping to incite mercy and compassion. Instead, with a sharp snap, the pain stick lands. Her body jerks, a yelp comes from her startled lips as she braces herself. Each blow comes with a sharp cry of pain. When he finishes she collapses forward, clutching her wounded breasts as she sobs.<br/><br/>But he hasn't even the decency to let her wallow in her pain.....<br/>Honey stands, body bent before him as she takes trembling steps to the bucket.  Her small hands grasp it and heave it off the wall, moving slowly towards him.<br/><br/>"...i....you gifted me with you....your cum" she stammers "and i...i made a mess on you....." Honey doesn't dare look up, if that's the wrong answer then more swats will follow...