The Training of Tawni Ryden, Day Four

She waits in the cage like a caged thing, waiting for whatever comes next. A thick dildo on a stick fucks her pussy, slow and deep, until she's right on the edge. Then the single tail cracks across her ass, again, again, until she shakes, until the fear mixes with the ache and her cunt stays soaked. When the bars open she is led upstairs to that same nasty third-floor bathroom. Only now the girl who once sneered has a mouth that begs to please, a body that takes what it's given, and a look that says she knows exactly who she is. She takes the cock that is offered, worships it until it paints her tongue, swallows every drop, and swallows the truth along with it. The brat who walked in on day one is gone. Miss Ryden graduates as a Good Girl.