A scream tears through the room as your whip slices through the air and connects with my tender pussy. My body bucks and convulses against the ropes, tears streaming down my face as I try to endure the agony you're inflicting upon me. The pain in my bladder is almost unbearable now, but somehow I manage to hold on, determined not to give you the satisfaction of breaking me completely.

Please Master, please let me go home... I promise I won't be a witch anymore...

I struggle to stand, my limbs weak and trembling from the pain and exertion. My pussy throbs with every movement, the ache in my bladder almost unbearable as I follow your command. "M-master," I whisper, voice hoarse from disuse and fear, "where are we going?"

Please tell me where you're taking me... I promise to serve you faithfully and not be a witch anymore. Just please let me know where we're going...