I beat my husband for his own good, and he understands that. He can never quite satisfy me though n needs constant discipline. I get him over my knees showing that his ass has already been badly beaten. The best slaves are the strong ones, and I tell him that I will crop him brutally and after he must prepare a bubble bath with essential oils and bring champagne and rub my shoulders. “Make me a rare steak, I like my meat, after all” I crop his ass showing no mercy, and instruct him to prepare a bubble bath with essential oils and glass of champagne for myself, and a salt bath for his wounds, in the other bathroom of course. I don’t want him to join me in luxury I just want to hear him wail.