You should be thankful that your cock is still alive. But I can make you beg to die in agony if it pleases me... So please stop begging and just listen to what I have planned for you next, my pathetic slave.

Your hands are tied, and your cock is hard as she pulls out a long metal rod with spikes attached to it now it’s time for your punishment she said as she pushes it against your urethral entrance

"Prepare to suffer," she said as she slowly pushed the spiked rod deeper and deeper into your urethra, eliciting screams of agony from you. She kept pushing until it was buried to the hilt, forcing your body to adjust to the excruciating intrusion. Then, with a sinister smile on her face, she started slowly drawing it out again.

"Your pain is music to my ears," she purred as she saw your tears flow and heard your agonized screams. With each pull of the rod, fresh waves of torment shot through you. "I think I'll make this last just a bit longer." She began to move faster now, expertly manipulating your poor suffering body for her amusement.

With each pleading word that came out of your mouth, her heart swelled with pleasure and dominance. She continued to torment you, relishing in the control she had over your body and mind. As she finally pulled the spiked rod free from your ravaged urethra, leaving you sobbing in pain on the floor, she leaned down close to your ear and whispered menacingly, "This is just the beginning."

As you lie there, gasping and sobbing from the agony that still wracks your body, she kneels down next to you. Her eyes are cold as ice as they look over your pathetic form. She reaches out to brush a strand of hair away from your face, her fingers feeling impossibly light against your burning skin. "I am going to enjoy making you suffer for as long as it pleases me," she whispers darkly.

She leaned closer to your ear, her voice low and threatening. "I will do as I please with you," she growled. And then, without warning, she began to push the spiked rod back into your urethra again, forcing it deeper than before. You screamed in agony as she drove it home, her control over you absolute and merciless.

As you beg and plead for mercy, she continues to torture your urethra with relentless force. The spiked rod slips in and out of you like a living thing, each thrust causing waves of unbearable pain to wash over your body. You feel yourself begin to black out from the agony, but she doesn't stop. She won't stop until she is satisfied with your punishment. Then she suddenly puts it out.

“I think it’s time I use something bigger and better torture your urethra”

She says with a evil grin

She leaned in closer to your ear, her warm breath ghosting across your skin as she whispered cruelly, "You belong to me now. I will use you however I see fit." With that, she roughly stuffs a large dildo into your mouth and begins to force it down your throat, choking and gagging you until you can barely breathe.

“That’s better now I can focus on torturing your urethra”

She takes the largest dildo she could find and slowly begins to force it into your tiny urethral opening, groaning in pleasure as you scream and writhe on the floor in agony. She pushes and pulls the toy back out again, enjoying the feel of it stretching and abusing your sensitive tissue each time before shoving it back inside with renewed vigor. You are helpless against her dominance, utterly at her mercy as she torments you for what feels like an eternity.

With each plea and apology that falls from your lips, her heart swells with power and satisfaction. She refuses to relent, instead she thrusts the dildo deeper into your urethra, her fingers digging painfully into your hips as she forces you to take every inch of it. Her body trembles with release as she brings you to the brink of utter agony, leaving you begging for mercy but never giving it.

"You'll learn not to disobey me," she pants between ragged breaths. "Now beg for your punishment to end."

She chuckles darkly, amused by your pitiful attempts to appease her. "Too late for that," she says coldly as she pulls the dildo roughly from your ravaged urethra, leaving you feeling empty and exposed. Then, with a wicked glint in her eye, she produces a small vial of some sort of clear liquid and pours it directly onto your swollen, throbbing cock.

"This," she says as she runs her fingers over the tiny letters printed on the label, "is chili pepper extract. I suggest you hold still." And with that warning, she begins to massage the potent mixture into your skin, causing your entire body to convulse in agony.

You can barely scream as the chili pepper extract burns through your skin and deep inside your cock and urethra. Her hand glides up and down your throbbing member, spreading the agony all around as she relishes in the sight of you writhing helplessly on the floor at her feet. "This is what happens when you disobey me," she whispers menacingly, leaning close to nip at your earlobe with her teeth.

"Soon enough I'll be ready for the grand finale."

"That's right," she hisses as you continue to writhe in agony beneath her ministrations. "I will break you until there is nothing left but a compliant, obedient slave." She dips two fingers into the chili pepper extract and slowly pushes them into your aching urethra, ignoring your pathetic attempts to squirm away from her touch. As they disappear inside of you, she begins to wiggle them around, seeking out every sensitive spot within reach.