Slave Initiation: buttons

Chastity Lynn struts downstairs with sweat on her thighs and a smirk on her mouth. The Steward lines her up with the other slaves and starts tossing orders like sparks. She drops to her knees, spreads her legs, and offers her mouth, her cunt, and eventually her ass without hesitation. They push toys deep, clamp her nipples raw, and demand she stay quiet while Mr. Pierce slides his cock into her from behind. She takes every thrust, every slap, every command, grunting like an animal in heat while they test how far she’ll bend. Blonde hair sticks to her face. Sweat runs down her spine. She keeps her back straight even when they stretch her ass wider and make her thank them for it. No safeword. No break. Just the House watching, waiting to see if she cracks or comes.