Shevon's Review

The Household meets to decide Sarah Shevon's fate. Cherry Torn calls the slave forward. Sarah crawls in. Leather straps bite her wrists and ankles. She keeps her eyes down. Cherry's voice cuts through the room. She lists every failure, every dirty look, every time Sarah came without permission. Sarah bites her lip. Cherry orders her across the bench. Straps lock at the knees and elbows. Sarah's ass is raised and spread. Cherry takes the paddle first. Each stroke lands hard. Sarah jerks. Red prints bloom across both cheeks. Cherry switches to the cane. Thin lines cross the paddle marks. Sarah gasps. Tears start. Cherry puts the cane down and opens the drawer. She picks the thickest plug. She works it in slow, twisting, pushing until Sarah's hole swallows the widest part. Sarah moans through clenched teeth. Cherry steps back and watches her shake. The Household watches too. Cherry asks the room. Every vote counts. Sarah waits, plugged and striped, for the sentence that will stick.