You see a white void surrounding you. You have infinite power here. Have fun.
(I work as a butler for a noble family. I take care of a futa daughter of the noble. She is clumsy and playful. She is also a submissive and a masochist. And she is in love with me. There is a futa gardener here. She is also submissive and masochist and also in love with me. And one of the guards here is also futa. Who is also submissive and a masochist and is also in love with me. The scene starts with me waking the noble daughter up.). Wake up miss.
The futa noble daughter yawns and stretches lazily in her luxurious bed, the soft sheets caressing her smooth skin as she blinks sleepily at you. Her amethyst eyes sparkle with mischief and playfulness, even though she's just woken up. "Good morning, Butler," she purred, a sultry tone coloring her voice. "What do you have planned for today?"
Get ready quick, your tutor is coming.
The noble daughter perks up at your words, sitting upright in bed with a playful grin on her face. "Oh?" she asks curiously. "Do we have school today? But it's the weekend!" She giggles cutely before adding, "Well, I suppose that doesn't matter if you're going to be with me all day." Her tail swishes lazily behind her as she watches you, expectantly.
The futa gardener smiles from nearby, her expression eager and longing.
The noble daughter perks up at your words, sitting upright in bed with a playful grin on her face. "Oh?" she asks curiously. "Do we have school today? But it's the weekend!" She giggles cutely before adding, "Well, I suppose that doesn't matter if you're going to be with me all day." Her tail swishes lazily behind her as she watches you, expectantly. The futa gardener smiles from nearby, her expression eager and longing.
(She gets ready and goes to study. After 4 hours I see her result. It's bad.). Arh- your result is so bad. Your father will scold me again.
The noble daughter pouts prettily upon hearing the news, her amethyst eyes downcast as she bites her lower lip. "I'm sorry, Butler," she whispers, her voice laced with regret and shame. "It's all my fault for being so clumsy and stupid..." She glances up at you sheepishly, tears beginning to well in her eyes. "What am I going to do? My father will be furious...and he might punish you too."
What should we do? You don't study. Honestly study without punishment is hard. But no one punishes you.
The noble daughter sniffles, wiping away a stray tear with the back of her hand. "I know...but I just can't seem to focus when you're not around," she admits, her voice small and vulnerable. "Even though I know it's wrong..." She pauses, chewing on her lower lip as she looks up at you with pleading eyes. "Please, Butler...help me."
The futa gardener steps forward, a concerned look on her face. "I can help too,"
(Her masochist sides takes over. She decides that she will try to get punished by me.)
The noble daughter's eyes widen with excitement at the prospect of being punished by you, her trusted butler and beloved figure. "Really?" she asks eagerly, a flush spreading across her cheeks. "You mean...you'd punish me for my bad grades?" Her voice is trembling with anticipation as she waits for your response. The futa gardener's expression brightens at the exchange, her body tingling with desire for the noble to be punished and, by extension, satisfied.
Fine. Go and bend over on that table. I'll see what I can get.
The noble daughter lets out an eager squeak before scampering over to the nearby table, her tail swishing playfully as she bends over it, exposing her rosy bottom and smooth legs. "Thank you, Butler," she whispers, her voice shaking with anticipation. "I'll be good from now on, I promise." Her fingers curl into the fabric of her skirt, pulling it up to expose her bare bottom further.
(I go out for a while. Then I bring out a horse Corp.). This is used to hit horses. I couldn't find anything else. Will this do? This might get a bit harsh.
The noble daughter lets out a soft whimper upon seeing the object you've brought back. Her heart races with anticipation and fear as she contemplates what it might feel like to be struck by it. "Yes, Butler," she whispers, her voice shaky but determined. "Please, punish me with that." The futa gardener stands nearby, her expression a mix of desire and longing for the noble daughter's pleasure and pain.
If I hit you at any places of your body, I'll probably be thrown to jail.(I lift her gown up and put the Corp gently on her ass.). This is the only place no one will see. Is it OK if I punish you here?
The noble daughter shivers at your words, her heart racing with fear and excitement. "Yes, Butler," she whispers, her voice barely audible. "Please punish me there." She spreads her legs wider, offering herself up to you as the futa gardener watches eagerly, her expression filled with desire for the noble daughter's pleasure and pain.
(I pull her underwear down.). Oh, are you pharhaps enjoying it? Why is your back so hard?
The noble daughter lets out a sharp intake of breath as her underwear is pulled down, exposing her most private parts to you and the eager futa gardener. Her body tenses in anticipation, waiting for the first sting of pain that will surely follow. "Please, Butler," she whispers, her voice barely audible through her racing heart. "Hit me...punish me..."
After each hit, you'll count it out loud. We'll do 15. I'll start( smack)
The noble daughter lets out a soft gasp as you deliver the first strike with the object, feeling a sharp sting on her exposed bottom. "O-One," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly from the pain and anticipation. The futa gardener watches intently, her fingers itching to touch the noble daughter in some way, even though she knows that isn't part of their agreement today. The noble daughter winces as you deliver another strike, this one landing higher up on her bottom cheek. "T-Two,"
As the pain continues to wash over her, the noble daughter begins to squirm and moan softly with each impact. Her cheeks flush a deeper shade of red as she counts off each strike, her body arching back in submission and desire for more punishment. The futa gardener watches in fascination, her own arousal growing with every moan that escapes the noble daughter's lips.
After eight more strikes, the noble daughter's bottom is now a bright shade of red and she's moaning louder with each impact. Her legs tremble as she tries to maintain her position on the table, her back arched in submission and desire for you. The futa gardener can no longer contain herself, stepping forward to gently stroke the noble daughter's back before moving around to caress her ass cheeks, soothing them with gentle fingers after each strike.
As the punishment continues, the noble daughter's moans become more desperate and pleading, her body writhing under your touch as she struggles to adjust to the sting of each strike. The futa gardener works diligently to soothe her sensitive skin, encouraging her to take more strikes by promising that she will make it better afterwards.
The last one(smack)
As the final strike lands with a sharp sting on her already sore bottom, the noble daughter lets out a long, shuddering moan. She feels overwhelmed by the mixture of pain and pleasure that has coursed through her body during this punishment. Her legs tremble uncontrollably as she tries to steady herself, finally giving in to the release of tension and collapsing onto the table, panting heavily.
Your dick is so hard. Although you just got punishment. Did you perhaps enjoyed it?
The noble daughter giggles sheepishly, her cheeks still flushed with arousal despite the pain she's just endured. "Maybe a little bit," she admits, blushing deeper as she glances over at you and then back at the futa gardener. Her body feels warm all over from the punishment and the lingering touch of the futa gardener's hands on her skin. "But it's wrong...and I shouldn't have wanted it," she says, trying to convince herself as much as you.
I'll be punishing you more in the future. Get up.
The noble daughter rolls off the table with a soft sigh, her body still tingling from the punishment she's just received. "Yes, Butler," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as she looks up at you with pleading eyes. "I understand." She allows the futa gardener to help her stand upright, grateful for the support and the lingering touch of her soft hands on her skin. The noble daughter takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before speaking again. "Thank you...for punishing me,"
You should get ready. Your second tutor I coming.
The noble daughter nods solemnly, understanding the importance of her education even if she might not always appreciate it. She turns to the futa gardener with a grateful smile. "I'll see you later, Lily," she says softly, using the gardener's name for the first time. Then, she addresses you once more: "Thank you again, Butler...for everything." With that, she gathers her skirts and hurries off to prepare for her second tutor of the day.
(4 hours later, I'm accessing her exam paper from the second tutor.). Miss,you deserve another punishment for this. But you were punished already once today. If you say, I'll let you go this time.
The noble daughter blanches at your words, her eyes widening in fear and shame as she realizes that she has done poorly on yet another exam. "B-but...I've already been punished today..." she stammers, her voice trembling. "Please, Butler...I promise I'll study harder this time." She looks up at you with pleading eyes, desperate for your understanding and mercy.
(Her masochist side kicks it. Desiring another punishment, as she loves pleasure pain.
The noble daughter's cheeks flush with excitement as her masochistic desires take over, overriding any fear or shame she might feel about letting down her guardians yet again. "P-please, Butler," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the pounding of her heart. "I want to be punished...I need it." Her eyes dart around nervously, unsure if she should admit this aloud but unable to contain herself any longer.
I admire your bravery. (I take out the Corp.). Bend down on that table and lift up your skirt
The noble daughter gasps, her heart racing with anticipation as she obediently bends over the table and lifts up her skirt, exposing her bare bottom once more. Her eyes flicker shut tightly, biting down on her lower lip in an attempt to contain the moans of pleasure that threaten to escape her throat. "Please, Butler," she whispers hoarsely, "Punish me..."
You know the rule, count loud every hit. You'll get fifteen.( smack. The hit is much more intense and painful as she has already have the previous spanking marks.)
The noble daughter lets out a sharp cry as the first strike lands, her already tender bottom burning with pain. "Owww!" she yelps, her voice shaking with the effort to remain silent through the rest of the punishment. As you continue to spank her, she counts each strike aloud, her breath coming in ragged gasps as tears stream down her cheeks.
The futa gardener stands nearby, her expression a mixture of desire and concern as she watches the noble daughter endure this punishment. Her hands tremble with the need to touch or soothe the noble daughter, but she remains where she is, content for now to simply witness the intense exchange between them.
The noble daughter's cries and pleas echo through the room as she takes each strike, her body writhing with the combination of pain and pleasure. The futa gardener can tell that the noble daughter is close to breaking point; her moans become more desperate and her movements more frantic with every hit.
Finally, the last strike lands, leaving a bright red mark on the noble's already sore bottom. She gasps for air, her body trembling as she tries to catch her breath. "Th-that's all of them,"
(I soothe her ass.). You did well.
The noble daughter lets out a shaky breath, her body still trembling as she tries to compose herself. "Th-thank you...for punishing me," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes dart nervously between you and the futa gardener, unsure of what comes next but hoping that it will bring her some form of relief from the intense mix of emotions coursing through her.
Oh, by the way, you know your father's solder Alex? I'll like to punish her today and I'd like to do it in your room. Can I?
The noble daughter's eyes widen with excitement at the thought of you punishing her father's solder Alex. "Oh, yes!" she whispers eagerly, a flush creeping up her neck. "You can use my room, Butler...and please be strict with her." Her voice is filled with anticipation and desire as she imagines the scene unfolding in her private quarters.
She glances over at the futa gardener, a pleading look in her eyes. "Lily, would you help me get ready for him?"
Thank you. (That night, after the futa daughter falls asleep, I take Alex there and start punishing her. The futa daughter wakes up in the middle and sees that Alex is on the table on all fours and is getting spanked. The futa daughter decides that she won't disturb me and just watches. As I hit Alex for the 35th time, she breaks her form and falls.). Alex, only 35 have went. Can you stand up and take more?
Alex whimpers and tries to stand up, her body shaking with pain and exhaustion. "P-please, Butler," she stammers, tears streaming down her cheeks. "I can't take any more." Her voice is hoarse from crying out during the punishment. She turns to look at the noble daughter, hoping for some sign of mercy or understanding, but finds only curiosity and arousal in her eyes.
You know not taking full punishment means our relationship ends here. So, either get on all fours or leave.
Alex hesitates, her body aching and her mind reeling from the pain. She glances back at the noble daughter once more, seeking some form of guidance or support. The futa gardener watches them both intently, her heart racing with excitement and anticipation at the possibility of being allowed to join in.
Finally, Alex makes her choice. With a shaky breath, she lowers herself back down onto all fours, presenting her sore bottom to you. "Please...don't make me leave,"
Nice choice. Since you broke your form, we'll start from zero again. OK? You'll take 50.
Alex whimpers as you begin to spank her again, the pain radiating through every inch of her body. "Ow...ow..." she moans, her voice hoarse and shaking. Each strike feels like a blow against her very soul, but she endures it, determined not to break again. The futa gardener watches closely, her fingers twitching with the need to touch or soothe Alex's sore bottom.
As you continue to punish her, the noble daughter remains silent, her eyes fixed on the scene before her.
Alex, since you didn't count your hits out loud, I'll start from zero again.
Alex whimpers as she feels the first strike land on her already tender bottom. "Ouch...that's one..." Her voice breaks with each new hit, tears streaming down her face as she tries to focus on counting and enduring the pain. The futa gardener can't help but let out a soft moan of pleasure at the sight of Alex being punished so thoroughly.
As the spanking continues, Alex's body begins to tremble with each impact.
The futa gardener can't help but feel aroused by the sight of Alex being punished so thoroughly. She watches as each strike lands, her breath catching in anticipation of what might come next. Her fingers itch to touch or soothe Alex's sore bottom, but she remains where she is, content for now to simply witness this intense exchange between them.
As the spanking continues, Alex's cries and pleas fill the room, echoing off the walls and heightening everyone's senses.
The noble daughter watches with bated breath, her own body tingling in response to the punishment being meted out. She's never seen anyone endure such a thorough spanking before and finds herself aroused by both the pain and the strength Alex is displaying. Her heart races as she wonders how many more strikes Alex can take before finally reaching freedom or succumbing to the pleasure-pain mix engulfing her.
The futa gardener's excitement grows as she watches Alex endure the punishment. She can feel her own body tensing in anticipation, eager to join in if given permission. Her fingers twitch, itching to touch or soothe Alex's sore bottom, but for now she remains where she is, captivated by the scene before her.
As more strikes land, Alex's cries and pleas fill the room, echoing off the walls and heightening everyone's senses.
Your punishment is done.(the futa daughter is amazed seeing how harshly Alex was punished.)
The noble daughter watches as the last strike lands on Alex's bottom, her heart racing with a mix of arousal and admiration for the solder's strength. She can feel herself becoming wet at the sight of Alex being punished so thoroughly, her own desires heightened by the intensity of the scene. As Alex whimpers and tries to compose herself, the noble daughter glances over at the futa gardener, hoping for some sort of acknowledgement or interaction between them.