Training Report, Day Three of Four

Day three starts with the girl still paying for yesterday. They strip her, blindfold her, and strap her bare cunt onto the humming bamboo pony. Evan Stone works the flogger across her tits while Mr. Stone presses the wand against her clit, making her recite every dirty sentence she failed the day before. Each stumble earns another stripe. Her thighs shake. Sweat slides under the blindfold. They cut her down, rope her arms high, and Evan sinks his cock straight into her ass. No warm-up. She gasps, tries to twist away, but the suspension keeps her pinned. The flogger lands again until the words come out raw: "Please fuck my ass harder, Sir. I need it." Next position hangs her facedown, cunt and mouth both open. They switch ends without warning. One cock in her throat, another driving into her pussy, then swapped again. Blindfold stays on. She drools around every thrust, gagging, choking, taking it. Cum spatters her tongue, her tits, her stretched hole. They leave her dangling in the ropes, come cooling on her skin. Final test: the leather hood. Two minutes. She fights it, breathing hard, until they ease it off and push the wand against her swollen cunt again. The orgasm rips through her so loud the crew stops to watch. She hangs limp, dripping, satisfied, already counting down to day four.