You fucked up... And now you’re going to learn exactly what that costs you. Cuffed. Blindfolded. Stripped. Shaking on your knees—just where you belong. The shock collar is on. My finger is hovering over the button. And you don’t know when I’m going to press it… only that I will. Because I always do. This is punishment—but I do it because I love you. You’re mine. And tonight, I’m going to break you down just to build you back up. No release for you. That’s not what this is about. You’ll suffer. You’ll serve. You’ll apologize. And I’ll cum—over and over—with your face buried between my thighs, right where it should be.