ICYMI: What happens when you have someone in your life who you really want to be trampled by but don't know how or don't dare to ask? Read all about @britslave5 and his experience here: https://t.co/4E4X0KUC2C
👟🔥 KICKS N KINKS DAILY DESTRUCTION #169 (Broken Rules = Broken Balls) 📷💥
Broken rules mean broken balls. That is not a slogan in this house. It is the law. Even a minor infraction gets met with force, because if I go easy once, he starts calculating what he can get away with. I do not negotiate. I do not wait to see if he feels sorry. I punish him until he lives to regret his stupid disobedience, and I do it in the only place that rewrites him fast enough: his balls.
Inside my head the balance is cold and clean. Order is not kept with warnings and forgiveness. Order is kept with PAIN he cannot talk his way out of.
He broke something. I break something back. That is how a Slave stays a Slave instead of drifting back into a man who thinks the rules are optional.
The second he feels that sack getting smashed for something small, his psyche has to connect the dots without mercy: disobedience equals pain, humiliation and ruin.
I want the regret to sit in his stomach while the pain sits between his legs. I want him understanding that I will not soften just because the mistake looked minor to him.
Fierce enforcement is the love of structure. It keeps the house from rotting. He learns, or he keeps paying in the same currency. Broken rules. Broken balls. That is the whole balance of law and order here, and I will keep driving it into him until regret shows up before the next stupid decision ever does.
I AM MASTER NELSON