I bet his stupid heart nearly stopped! I didn’t bother to hang around to ask though, I simply turned heel and strode back into my nice warm chambers where I had a very pleasant hour relaxing with a copy of Italian Vogue whilst one of my acolytes massaged my feet.
This Domination Session is going topo wear that irritating weasle down!
I didn’t need to bother to check up on the idiotic wretch to know that the cold wind was doing my work for me; icy blasts punishing his dripping wet skin, his already tiny penis probably having shrunk to microscopic proportions and tears of humiliation and pain adding to his discomfort as they coursed down his ugly pig-like face.
Once I was sure he was on the brink of frost bite I had him brought into the antechamber to the inner sanctum of my premises and had him wait there kneeling whilst I decided on what other amusing punishments I had in store for him. Suffice to say, that particular ignorant little wanker will never be late again!
If you’d like to find out what I did to him next and receive a taste of the same sort of medicine then call me and get the treatment you know you deserve.