Kneeling before his Mistress, the submissive male dares not move, his eyes fixed on her commanding gaze. She orders him to remove his panties, revealing his hard cock straining against its confines. She smiles, her lips curling into a cruel smirk, and picks up a paddle, running it along his inner thighs. She smacks his ass, the sound echoing in the room, leaving a red handprint. She repeats this, her strokes precise, her rhythm steady, until his ass is a canvas of red. She stops, her breath heavy, and orders him to bend over, ready for what comes next.