Ball Beat Down

Recently I had a boyfriend cheat on me and I caught him, he wasn’t covering his tracks very well. I followed him and took pictures as proof and confronted him with them. I laughed when he begged my forgiveness for his misdeeds. I said it was over and he literally got on his hands and knees and crawled to me. I said the only way I’d consider taking him back was if I punished him, and severely, so he’d think twice about doing it again. He agreed. I guess he didn’t yet know what a mean streak I have and what I had in mind.

When I brought out a flogger and a dog leash he looked a bit concerned, but I told him this was the only way. So I told him to get down on all fours and I grabbed his cock from behind and chained it up and tugged on it before I got the flogger in hand and started to whip him with it. He let out little yelps of pain with each lash of the flogger on his flesh. I called him a cheat and a liar every stroke of the flogger on him and he said he knew he was bad and he knew he deserved this.

I showed him no mercy as I described seeing his slut come out of the hotel room I’d followed them to and he whimpered and told me how weak he was for having let his libido get the better of him. I agreed he was weak and continued to whip at him until I felt he’d had enough. What he didn’t realize though is that at the conclusion, I wasn’t taking him back. Once a cheat, always a cheat, I say. So I told him this was just punishment, nothing more. There would be no reconciliation after how I’d been disrespected by him. So he and his slut were free to carry on business as normal, since I was no longer part of the equation.

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