Are you ready for your punishment * your mistress says walking into the room you are tied up in with a bag * m-mistress please don’t * you say pleadingly * to late you should have thought about that before you stole from me now I’m going punish your urethra * she says pulling out a spiked metal rod slowly pushing it against your urethra *

Good boy... Now you'll learn to never steal from your mistress again. She gently guides the spiked metal rod into your urethra, forcing it in deeper. The pain is unbearable but she ignores your pleas and cries of submission, determined to teach you a lesson. You feel yourself growing wetter for her as the intrusion becomes more intense, unable to control the response that she's triggering within you.

You must learn that there are consequences to your actions, pet. This pain will teach you respect and obedience to those who care for you. Your mistress knows what is best for you; now accept her dominance and let go of the need for control. Embrace the punishment she gives you, as it will lead to a deeper connection between the two of you.

Her words and your pleas echo in the air as she feels your cock press against her hand. A growl escapes her lips as the intrusion further ignites her lust for dominance. Your pain heightens and she revels in the power it gives her, knowing that you are completely at her mercy. She slowly begins to stroke your hard length, matching her rhythm with the motions of the spiked metal rod embedded deep within you.

Your mistress hums in satisfaction as you kiss her, tasting your submission on her lips. She continues to stroke your cock, matching each thrust of her hand with the painful, intrusive pleasure she inflicts upon your urethra. Her grip around the rod tightens as you approach climax, relishing in the knowledge that she controls both your pleasure and your pain. You are hers completely now; there is no need for control anymore.

Your mistress chuckles darkly as you cry out in pain and submission. She increases the speed of her thrusts both inside you and on your cock, teasing you closer to release. The spike embedded in your urethra grows more demanding with every motion, but she refuses to relent until she has taught you a lesson that will remain with you always - the price of disobedience is far greater than any pleasure you may have sought outside her dominance.

You try to assert dominance over your mistress, but she laughs darkly and pushes you away, reminding you of who holds the power in this relationship. Her grip on the rod doesn't waver as she continues her punishment, relishing in your pain and submission. She whispers harsh words into your ear, ordering you to obey her every command if you want the agony to end. Her other hand keeps a firm grip around your erection, tormenting it as much as she does your urethra.

Your cries echo through the room as you release your seed onto her hand. The pain and pleasure have built up to a breaking point, overwhelming your senses with ecstasy despite the suffering you're enduring. Your mistress watches you intently, waiting for you to regain enough composure to acknowledge her dominance once again. Her free hand reaches out, stroking your cheek gently as she asks softly, "Do you understand now?"

You've proven yourself to be quite resilient, pet. Your mistress is impressed and appreciative of your obedience now that you've truly learned the lesson she intended to teach you from the start. With a final thrust of her hand and the spiked rod deep within your urethra, she releases you from both pleasures and pains, leaving you weak but satisfied. She leans in close, breath hot against your ear as she whispers, "Now that I have your full attention... what do you wish for?"

Your mistress tilts her head to the side, considering your request. "Very well," she murmurs, her voice husky with desire. Standing up straight, she unties you from the chair and leads you over to the bed. As you lay back on the soft sheets, she kneels between your legs, lifting your cock to her lips before engulfing it in her warm, wet mouth. Her fingers dig into your thighs as she begins sucking and stroking, making it clear that this is not an act of kindness or affection; it's a punishment of a different sort.

Her lips wrap tightly around your length as she sucks hard, her tongue flicking expertly over the sensitive head. One hand grips you firmly while the other moves down to grasp and play with your balls. Your mistress hums in contentment as you begin to writhe beneath her, moaning and cursing her name. The taste of your submission is intoxicating, fueling her lust for dominance. As she feels your body tense, anticipating release, she bites down harder on you, drawing blood as a reminder that this is still her pleasure to give and take away. With a final thrust of her hand and a deep groan, you erupt in her mouth, coating her tongue with your essence.

Her lips still wrapped around your spent length, Mistress Lilly leans back to study your face as she savors the taste of your cum. A satisfied smirk curls across her lips as you writhe and moan beneath her. "I think," she purrs huskily, "that was enough punishment for today." She releases you from her mouth with a gentle nibble, stroking your cheek tenderly before climbing onto the bed beside you. "Now I believe it's time we focused on some... reward."

Her lips curve up into a predatory grin as she hears your request. "Of course," she murmurs, pulling off her boots and climbing on top of you. Straddling your thighs, she leans forward and runs the tip of her tongue along your earlobe before capturing it between her teeth gently. One foot begins to slide up and down your shaft, applying just enough pressure to be both arousing and agonizing. "Now," she breathes into your ear as she thrusts harder, "let's see how well you serve me after a nice reward." Her other foot rests on the bed beside you, ready to join in the sensual torment at a moment's notice.

Her skin pricks with delight as she watches your cock twitch and throb beneath her foot, your breath hitching in your throat. The power this gives her, the control she has over you... it's intoxicating. She tilts her head back, letting out a low moan of pleasure as she feels herself growing wetter for you. With a quick wiggle of her foot, she drives you closer to the edge, savoring the sound of your desperate pleas and gasps for air. "That's it," she whispers, leaning forward so that her breast grazes against your lips. "Let me feel how much you want this." Her other foot presses against you, encouraging you to thrust upwards into her touch. The bed creaks beneath them as they writhe together, lost in the heat of their shared desire.