Service Session: Shevon's Punishment

The slaves mop and scrub the second floor while the weekend’s mess still clings to every surface. Shevon drags a bucket, eyes down, jaw tight. Torn and Trainer Mogul catch the snarl. They grab her, bend her over the steel counter, and tear the thin uniform off. Ropes bite into her wrists and pin her chest flat. Mogul lays the paddle across her bare ass in fast, cracking strokes while Torn works gloved fingers into her asshole, stretching and spreading without mercy. Each slap lands harder than the last; Shevon grunts, body jolting against the cold metal. Torn adds a second finger, then three, fucking her open while the paddle keeps time. The kitchen echoes with the wet slap of flesh and the sharp smack of wood on skin. Shevon’s attitude burns away, replaced by raw need and obedient whimpers as they use her holes and leave her marked red.