punishment, pain, overstimulation, public nudity

Read part 1 here:
https://www.reddit.com/r/ftmspunished/comments/17d7azj/punish_land_fantasy/

Read part 2 here:
https://www.reddit.com/r/ftmspunished/comments/17gg3kq/punishland_pt2_fantasy/

Read part 3 here:
https://www.reddit.com/r/ftmspunished/comments/17upcym/punishland_pt3_fantasy/

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For the past few weeks, I have started accepting that nothing is or will ever be again in my control. Once in a while my owner has given me punishments for minor issues such as not making a guest cum fast enough or not spreading my legs far enough. My clit has grown to almost the length of my forefinger due to the constant injections for clitgrowth and nerve stimulation. Because of that, my huge T Dick has also become extremelzsensitive, to the point of being right at the edge, whenever there is the slightest friction. My owner is the only one in the city who does these injections as frequently and high dosed.

On one hand, I think it looks absolutely hot and can feel good, but my owner uses the sensitivity and size for his punishments. His favourite is continuously getting me to the edge with his whip by lightly caressing my clit with it and then whipping it hard right when I am about to cum. He tends to make me count how often. The normal amount is 10 cycles of edge 10 whips. After the punishment I am to kneel with my legs apart and thank him for the punishment. For really bad misbehaviours, like cumming, he will do 50 cycles of edge 50 whips.

I have cum only once by mistake in the past two months. He did the cycle of 50 at the time and my clit was sore and swollen for over a week. To make sure I learned my lesson, he set up shifts and made the other 11 trans slaves in the house masturbate me 24/7 for 10 days. The pain and pleasure melted into one and I could do nothing but shake in constant agony. I would pass out from exhaustion and fatigue while being stroked and sucked and I would wake up to the same.

But no punishment for me today. A few minutes ago, I was ordered to the door, so I am in position to leave the house. I am kneeling, legs apart, arms behind my back. My owner attaches my clit leash and leads the way. We walk for a while and it's kind of cold as fall is coming to an end and the first cold winds are coming. We arrive at the town square and I see a familiar face.

In the middle of the townsquare is a good friend of mine. I have never seen him naked but there he is, in the nude, tied to the punishment pole with his hand above his head and his feet shackled to the floor. He looks frightened and I am instantly worried about him. He has been my best friend for over a decade and I have never seen him so scared. The high judge is standing next to him and a crowd has started forming. I look between my owner and my best friend, wondering what brought him here...

to be continued...