While pet has shown excellent progress in her first day, I decide to bring Derrick Pierce back for another day of training with her. Our slut pet seems to respond well to training with a sexual incentive. Where her greedy pussy leads her mind will follow.
Today is all about fear, namely her fear of sensory deprivation. We go hard right out the gate with full body mummification, earplugs, and her eyes bound with black wrap. Only her wet mouth and dripping pussy are left vulnerable to the open air. Lost in a world of silence we mind fuck pet until she relinquishes control, not knowing what is coming next: a hard cock, an electric baton, pleasure, or pain.
Once we have a reasonable measure of pet's trust, we truss her up in a restrictive standing tie and work on that unsightly pride. Made to beg for cock and barter for each orgasm, pet soon learns blonde ambition doesn’t mean much in my dungeon. By the time she in slavering in her gag for a final orgasm, Derrick leaves her high and dry to teach the slut a lesson.
In our final and most intense session of the day we work on pet's nervous fidgeting. Made to keep buckets high in the air with her aching arms while I prod and poke her, pet begins to learn each shake and shudder can be a painful mistake. After she shows a crude sense of decorum she is made to beg for hard cock in her ass. Convinced that the slut is sincere, Derrick gives her a pounding, allowing her to rack up a terrible debt with each orgasm. A debt that must be paid by the end of the day. A debt that will be paid with an electric stick and a screaming pet.
