A perfect storm of pain, pleasure, humiliation, and control. Sir was rough, and pet knew from the start that this session would push her limits in ways she hadn't experienced before. pet stood at attention, feeling nervous yet fully focused as she listened intently to Him. Sir reminded pet of her safewords. From the very first command, pet felt herself surrendering completely, her mind and body primed to please Him no matter how challenging or degrading the tasks ahead might be.

My Sir instructed pet to present His property. Obediently, pet crawled, lowering her chest with her ass raised high, fully exposed for His inspection. her arousal was undeniable—she was dripping wet, her body trembling with need, and her mind consumed by thoughts of pleasing Sir. Every breath she took made her feel even more vulnerable and desperate, her horniness intensifying under Sirs gaze. She knew she was exactly where she belonged—completely at His mercy.

After the inspection, Sir instructed pet to write "Stupid" across her forehead, "Slut" on her chest, "Loser" on her belly, and "Beta" just above pussy. pet could feel the heat building inside her; the humiliation, degradation, the arousal, and the power of His control mingling together.

Sir had pet humping her own heel. Each grind was humiliating, but that only fueled pets desire to impress Sir. she felt so fucking wet and slutty!! desperate for more. she asked for the wand or use her fingers to rub but Sir remained firm, only humping heel, and nothing more. With each passing moment, pet couldn't help but throb with desperate need, her wetness and cravings growing stronger, fueled by her obedience and the pull of His control.

Then Sir commanded pet to scoop up her dripping juices and smear them across her face. pets perfume! The act was intoxicating—the rawness of it, the humiliation, and the pleasure all mixing together. It made pet feel completely owned, utterly His, and reminded her of her place in His control. He also made pet exercise with clover clamps on doing jumping jacks, squats, then push-ups while sucking Sirs cock.

Oh and used panties on pets head while performing—edging with the wand, fucking Sirs cock, humping at the edge of the bed. pet loves every moment. Feeling herself in heat! It was fucking hot and humiliating, the combination of intense arousal and degradation overwhelming her senses. she could smell the scent of Sirs denied pussy while performing, following all His orders.

Sir prepared a bondage involving a full plastic water bottle, rope, nipple clamps, and four clothespins. The rope was tied around the top of the bottle and connected to the clamps and pins—two on each side of Sirs pussy lips. Then nipple clamps. Sir instructed her to hold it tightly in her mouth, the tension already pulling on pets sensitive spots.

Then came the moment of release. she was very nervous. pet had to let go of the rope she holds in her mouth, causing everything to snap off all at once. The sting was sharp, the pain immediate. It was pure torment and thrill! pet felt a rush of nervous excitement, the pain mingling with pleasure, as the intensity of the scene overwhelmed her senses. This was something new for pet.

After that, My Sir instructed pet to lay in bed and relax, His voice now soft and calm, a stark contrast to the roughness that had defined the earlier part of their session. He truly knew how to calm pet after such an intense play. He checked on her, ensuring she was comfortable and at ease. In this moment, He was simply there—helping pet relax and breathe, giving her the comfort she needed. pet lay there, deeply grateful, feeling cherished and completely at His mercy, yet safe in the comfort of His care. pet felt like she would fall asleep. she feels so happy and grateful. It was amazing and wonderful.