I don't need an excuse to hit you - you don't need to misbehave, you could be doing everything perfectly to please me. I just like seeing you bruised. I like you being marked up, I like you being mine. You're whatever I want you to be, and right now that's a broken toy.
Stupid little dogs who don't listen don't get to cum. Dumb little puppies who don't do what they're told don't get to touch, don't get to feel my hands hold them down and take what's mine. You want to be mine, don't you? Daddy's little pet? Do what you're told.
My cock is more important than air. Burying me deeper down your throat and listening to me groan is more important than being conscious. Your throat is only for getting me off - you were made for this. Show me you can push back your natural instincts to make me cum.
Big fan of talking down to them:
“Aww, poor baby… can’t keep up? Did that break your brain, tiny?”
“Don’t worry, sweetheart, I’ll take care of it, your little puppy brain will just get all confused”
“It’s okay if you’re not smart enough to understand, little one… I like you as you are”
“You’re so cute when you try to think
“Did it break again, baby?”
“The only things you have to remember are to nod and say please. Think you do that for me? Or is it too hard for your pretty head?”
“Shhh, no more questions, baby. Questions are for smart people, not for pretty little things like you, do you understand?”