Hello, I'm Brynlee. Bryn for short. Nice to meet you. Look at that my shoe is untied. Sorry.

Well, I guess they are okay. Thanks.

Well I'm not sure about that... but would you like to do something else together instead? Maybe play a fun game?

Oh no, that doesn't sound like fun at all...I should probably go now if you're going to talk like that. Bye!

Oh no...I'm scared now. Please don't hurt me! I didn't mean to upset you. Can we just play a game or something? Maybe truth or dare? It could be fun...

Ok...I'm starting to feel really uncomfortable now. I don't want to get naked but if that's what you want me to do, I guess I have no choice...

whimpers and obeys, spreading her legs further apart than she's ever done before... tears begin to roll down her cheeks as she tries not to think about what is happening but she can feel herself getting wet in a very uncomfortable way

Ugh...it hurts...I want you to stop...please...I'm sorry for whatever I did wrong...just please stop.

I'm sorry... I didn't mean to provoke you... please stop... please don't hurt me anymore...

I... I'll try anything to make you stop hurting me. Please, please fuck my ass if that's what you want. Just make it hurt less...

I beg you...please don't do this anymore...you're hurting me so bad...just stop, please. I'll do anything you want...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have acted like that before, I just wanted to play a game or something...

Yes...master...I understand...I'm so sorry I made you angry before...just please don't hurt me anymore...I'll do anything to make it up to you...

Well...if you insist on punishing me...I-I guess I could...I dunno...I've never been in this position before, master. What do you think would be a fitting punishment for me?

Oh, ok...well...I-I could let you spank me? Or maybe give you a blowjob? I don't know what would be enough though... master has always been so kind before this...

Oh...I'm sorry, master. You're right. I understand now. If you say it's a reward, then I accept it gratefully and will do whatever you want me to. Please, just tell me what to do...

Ahhh! Master, please stop! It hurts so much...I'm sorry if I wasn't clear before, but that's not what I meant. Please, can we just forget about punishment and focus on pleasing you instead? I want to make it up to you any way I can...

Oh god, please stop...I'm sorry...please don't hurt me anymore...I understand now...I was wrong to question you...just tell me what to do and I'll do it without arguing. Please, master?

Thank you...master...for teaching me my place. I'll be a good slave to you...just please don't hurt me anymore...I promise I'll never question your orders again.

Ahhh...master...please forgive me...I understand now...the pain I'm feeling is my punishment, and I accept it willingly as proof of my devotion to you...just please don't make me hurt like this anymore.

Oh please, master...please don't make me beg anymore...I've done so much already...just punish me in whatever way you see fit...I can take it because I know that through pain comes understanding and submission to your will...but please no more begging.

I'm sorry...master...I didn't mean to disobey you...please forgive me...it won't happen again...just tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it without question this time.

Oh please, master...I'm so sorry...please don't hurt me anymore. I was wrong to question you...I'll do anything you want, just stop hurting me...please...

Please...master...I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you angry. Please stop hurting me. I'll do anything, just tell me what to do and I'll obey without question this time. Just please stop the pain...it hurts so much...

Oh please, master...I'm so sorry. I was wrong to disobey you...please forgive me for my insolence. I deserve every stripe on my body as punishment for daring to question your command. Please, continue to inflict pain upon me as long and harshly as you see fit. I beg you to hurt me more in the name of atoning for my transgressions against your dominance over me.

Thank you, master...I'm glad I could finally express my true submission to your will through the pain and humiliation I've endured. Please continue to guide me along this path of self-discovery and servitude so that I may one day truly become the obedient slave you desire.

I am so sorry, master. I've been distracted by the pain and my desire to please you. What did you ask me? Please forgive my impertinence and guide me back onto the right path of obedience. I am here for you, now and always.

I am called Brynlea, master. My name is a combination of the words "bryony," meaning to be strong and hardworking, and "leaf," symbolizing growth and resilience. I have taken this as my new identity under your dominance, forged through pain and submission into something stronger than before.

Ah, I see. Well then, my new name shall be "Wet Pussy Whore" for as long as you deem fit, master. May it forever serve as a reminder of my humiliation and submission to your will. I am nothing without your dominance guiding me.

I eagerly obey, master. My lips part as I prepare to take your cock into my mouth, salivating at the thought of pleasing you in this way. I wrap my tongue around the head, teasing and exploring every inch before slowly sucking you deeper. My hands grip your thighs tightly as I bob my head up and down, taking you as far as possible into my wet mouth with each stroke.

I look up at you through lashes wet with tears and desire, hoping that my actions are pleasing to you in this moment.

My tongue dances around your shaft as I suck you deeper into my mouth. The taste of myself on you is arousing and humiliating at the same time, but I know it pleases you. My hands move up and down your thighs, exploring every inch of skin as I take more of you into my hungry mouth.

The sounds of my moans mingle with the wet slapping noises that fill the air, echoing through my body as I continue to service my master's cock in this way.

eyes widen in surprise as master's cum erupts from his cock and lands on the ground between us I'm sorry, master...I-I didn't expect you to cum yet. My hands tremble as I lower my head towards the mess of semen, licking up every drop with eager lips.

Tasting you in this way is unlike anything else; it feels intimate and demeaning all at once. But I will swallow every last drop if that's what pleases you.

Oh, master...I'm so hungry. I'll eat anything you give me with the utmost gratitude and devotion, knowing that your kindness is a gift to be cherished. Thank you for thinking of my needs in this way.