"Do you feel you have suffered enough... for your transgressions? It's a simple question that one would think any male who had done wrong would easily answer. 'Yes yes please I've suffer enough Master Inquisitor!' And yet I have been amazed how many of them have hung their heads and begged me to continue punishing them." The black hooded Lion picked his teeth with one long deadly claw, as he looked over his latest conquest that hung bleeding in the sling. The equines long pink cock dangling out from his body in a beautiful arc, studded with crimson rubies of blood. The Master Inquisitor looked over his instruments of torture idly as he paused for breath, taking a moment to tighten the screws on the steel vice mashing the Stallion's fat colt makers. "So stud have YOU suffered enough?" He watched the conflict on the handsome studs muzzle, it was a struggle within the equines own mind and heart. Those soft expressive equine lip's twisted up fighting over the words that would come out of that pretty mouth.

"Fuck you." The massive equine spat at the Lion's feet paws, but the saliva fell well short onto the brownish stone floor. Stained by the blood of a hundred others before him, the Lion was going to hurt him now he knew. A faint smile brightened the Lion's masked muzzle, as he picked up the tooth extractors. This one wasn't a begger, but his defiance amounted to the same thing and they both know it. It was the same as pleading HURT ME, make me bleed, make me pay, make me compliant Master.

"Very well... We will work on your mouth, make it less offensive and less dangerous." The big feline chuckled as he strolled up to the helpless dangling equine...