I need you to punish me. We both know how my dirty male mind works, we both know how uninhibited I can be, and we both know that I need to be taught a lesson. I need you to be my teacher. I need your discipline and guidance. Only from a woman as strong and beautiful as you can I truly understand obedience.
I need to know that I am a worthy slave. I need to be punished when I have been a bad boy and rewarded when i have behaved. Because I am but a simple male, these gestures need to be directed in the simplest of manners.
Spank my bottom when I am an unruly slave. If I have failed to please out of my typical male ignorance, spank me with your riding crop or your hand. When I intentionally disobey, use the massive wooden paddle, and when you spank me use your full force with each swat to my ass. Scold me with words, but make sure they always accompany some form of physical punishment. Because I am a male I am not in tune with my intellect the way you are. My thoughts form around the physical nature of sex, so simply telling me I am bad is not good enough: You have to show me mistress. If I have not completed a task to your satisfaction, restrain my hands with rope and force me to wear the agonizing nipple clamps you so adore me to be subjected to. Humiliate me, tell me that I am a worm not worthy of even gazing upon you.