As Mike talks, Liam's eyes start to widen. Slowly. He can't believe that Mike has already forgotten his instructions. His little pet is so good at breaking the rules, at handing out reasons for further punishment. Liam thought perhaps finally it was time to start laying out more elaborate methods, things that seemed simple but eventually led to failure.

He pulls back as Mike closes his eyes. And the answer to the question comes swiftly and clearly. A hard, ringing back-hand across the face. But before the sting even properly sets in, Liam grabs him by the face again, forcing his head back into position.

"For starters," he sneered, "You answer as you've been instructed. The only way to respond is 'yes, sir' and nothing more." His fingers dug into Mike's cheeks, hard. "And you should already know that a successful punishment does not earn rewards. Don't you?!"