Pain

Suddenly he pinches your nipples, you scream, or rather try to scream.

"Yes, a good **** should understand that there is more than one way to punish somebody. Or maybe it is reward for you" he says while twisting your nipples.

If your hands were free you would fucking **** him, but they are not, so you can only groan into a ballgag and swear that if...when you get free you will get your ****.

He let's go of your nipples and smiles "of course even a reward can sometimes be a punishment, right? Too much pleasure can be...overwhelming"

You just glare at him, waiting for him to finally start doing something more than talking and playing with your nipples, but when your wish is granted you wish that you never have it in the first place. Out of nowhere the whip appears in his hand. It's an old school looking black whip made of leather, like they were using back in the day. You try to play tough, but when you feel the first lash, you forget about your determination and just scream, or, rather, try to scream, because this fucking ballgag prevents you from doing even that.

"Do you like it?" he asks "Oh sorry you can't answer. Maybe" ha says pretending that he is considering some matter of great importance "I should let you talk. But you have to be polite!"