The Master waits in the living room for his slut to return from her coffee meeting with her friends. She had promised to be home by 5 p.m. to prepare Master's dinner for his return at 6 p.m. Unfortunately for her, it is now 7 p.m., and Master is not pleased. Master will have to punish his slut for being late.
On the coffee table, carefully hidden under a towel, lie the shocker, nipple clamps, a crop, and a metal anal plug—tools of discipline, chosen with care to etch the lesson into her flesh and mind.
The slut, dressed in her workout outfit without a bra, enters the room. The moment her eyes meet Master's, the awareness of her tardiness strikes her. She stammers an apology, but Master's voice cuts sharp:
“Shut your filthy mouth, slut.”
Her heart races. Master orders her to strip, leaving only her panties. She obeys, standing nearly naked, exposed, vulnerable. He commands her to position herself at the center of the room: arms behind her head, legs spread. The perfect stance for punishment.
Silence grows heavy as Master slowly folds back the towel, revealing the instruments of punishment. The metallic shocker gleams under the light. Panic floods her features as she notices it. A warm stream escapes, soaking through her panties.
“Look at this pathetic mess! You pissed yourself, slut.”
Her face burns with humiliation. Master commands:
“Lie down on your back, there, in your own piss.”
She obeys, feeling the warm liquid seep into her skin. Master stands over her, freeing his cock.
“Take this, dirty bitch.”
A hot stream of urine sprays across her stomach, rising to her chest and face. She shuts her eyes, overwhelmed by shame and the twisted thrill.
Master puts himself away, gazing down at her:
“Get up. Remove your panties and use them to wipe up this mess.”
She peels off her soaked panties, the fabric heavy with her disgrace. She begins to wipe her body slowly, then kneels to clean the floor the same way.
“Stand up, slut. Hold onto that panty. There are still two holes you haven't cleaned.”
Master orders her to insert the panty into her cunt, pushing it deep until only a small piece remains visible.
“Now take it out and stuff it into your ass.”
The slut complies, further humiliating herself under Master's unyielding gaze.
“Do you think that was your punishment? Open your mouth.”
She obeys, stuffing the soaked panties into her mouth, her cheeks bulging. Master approaches with the nipple clamps, securing them tightly onto her stiffened nipples.
“Bend over the table. You deserve 20 strikes for being late.”
The crop descends, each strike leaving a vivid red mark on her offered ass. The pain pulses, merging with the insidious pleasure of total humiliation.
Once the 20 strikes are complete, Master reaches for the shocker.
“Spread your legs wider, slut.”
The cold metal glides between her thighs, brushing against her already marked skin.
ZAP! A sharp shock jolts her clit. Her body convulses, a muffled scream escaping around the panties gagging her. Legs trembling, back arched, she holds her position, submitting completely.
Master trails the shocker upwards. ZAP! A second, more intense jolt electrifies her clit, making her convulse uncontrollably, sweat beading on her skin.
The shocker travels lower, teasing the rim of her anus. After a torturous pause—ZAP!—a brutal shock strikes her ass. Tears spill from her eyes, her sobs silenced by the gag.
A final ZAP!, deeper this time, sends a violent jolt through her exposed anus. Her muffled cries fade as her body trembles in utter exhaustion and total submission.
“And now you'll understand. This anal plug will serve as your reminder. You'll wear it all evening.”
Master inserts the cold metal plug into her abused ass, pushing it in completely. The overwhelming mix of pain and surrender makes her shiver.
“Stand up, face me. Remove that panty from your mouth.”
She obeys, breathless, saliva and urine dripping from her chin.
“Go to the window. Show the world what you are.”
Blushing furiously, she complies, her body marked, exposed, and permanently branded by her Master's authority.
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