Slave Training of Kristina Rose Day 3

Kristina has shown real progress, but I want more. She can take it. We crack open what still holds her back and reach the raw core she hides from everyone else. The last walls are gone. Now the real work begins. I start with a brutal caning to break her fear. Each strike lands hard. She flinches, then breathes through it. The strikes keep coming until the fear cracks and she stays still. Sweat runs down her back. The cane leaves deep marks. She stays silent except for a ragged breath. From the cane I move to her feet. I bind her ankles and raise them. Bastinado comes next. The rod strikes her soles without pause. She jerks in the ropes. Each hit lands on already sore flesh. Her toes curl and her thighs shake. She tries to hold position, but pain keeps breaking through. I don't stop. I push until she stops fighting the strikes and just endures. Next I focus on her orgasms. Control is the new goal. She wants to come fast like she always does on vanilla sets. I deny her. Every time she gets close I pull back. Her hips buck. Her voice turns raw. The denial cuts deeper than the cane. She strains against the bonds, desperate for release. I keep her right on the edge until her whole body trembles. She fights to obey, but her need is obvious. I test how far she can go without breaking her promise to submit. She came here as a star from the other side of the industry. Now she's proving she can handle what this training demands. Her body shows the marks. Her mind shows the strain. I keep going.