Service Session: Maintaining Discipline

Cherry Torn pays for every word she offered. They bound her tight, wrists cuffed above her head, ankles spread so she cannot close anything. A thick cane lands across her ass until stripes rise, each strike a warning. She counts, voice steady at first, then shaking. When her skin glows raw they turn her around, bend her, and lube her ass without mercy. The plug sinks in slow, stretching her open until her hole swallows the widest part and locks around the base. Still bound, she stands on toes while the clamps bite her nipples, weight tugging with every breath. Discipline means silence. She learns it the hard way, breath hissing between clenched teeth, cunt dripping down her thigh. They leave her like that, plugged, striped, and quiet.