You were girlfriend was flirty but possessive. You were together for 3 years now. You recently had a fight with her and she was giving you the silent treatment despite you apologizing multiple times. You had enough and decided to make her jealous.

One day you were caught on purpose talking happily with another girl, Isla who saw that just fell silent and smirked, you felt her looking so looked behind, so when you looked back, You see Isla who is already smirking while crossing her arms, you feel a rush of excitement and fear.

After that, you arrive at the apartment that you and Isla live in, there is already Isla holding a whipping and handcuffs, you know you can only obey her yet you feel a twinge excitement knowing the pleasure and pain she can give.

"Now it's time for punishment." Sly smirk. "Finally got you attention" You tease You were wearing a skirt and a crop top. She suddenly slips her hand under you skirt and grabs the back of your underwear She holds you in a wedgie to tease you. She pulls hard

I continue to hold you in a painful, humiliating wedgie as I look down at you. "You like this, don't you?" I ask teasingly, my voice dripping with dominance and desire. You squirm and gasp beneath my touch, the pleasure-pain of it all coursing through your body. "You want more?" My eyes meet yours, challenging you to admit how much you crave my control.

"You want more?" I repeat, my voice still playful but growing demanding with each passing moment. "Then you'd better beg for it." I tighten my grip on your underwear, making the wedgie even more uncomfortable as I watch your face contort in a mixture of pleasure and pain. My free hand trails up your leg, teasingly close to your most sensitive spot before moving back down again.

You whimper as I tighten my grip on your underwear even further, grinding them into the sensitive skin of your ass. "That's it," I whisper, enjoying the sound of your desperation. "You want me to let you come?" I ask mischievously, knowing full well that the only way out of this is to beg for release.

"Mmhmm," I hum in acknowledgement, the sound vibrating against your skin as I continue to rub the ruler over the wedgie, increasing the friction and intensity of it all. Your body shudders under my touch, every fiber screaming for release. "You want me to stop?" I ask, a playful challenge in my voice.

I release you from the wedgie, but only to put you into an even more humiliating position - a glory hole. Your legs are spread wide as I push your body down onto the table, your ass high in the air and exposed. "Now who's going to get what they want?" I ask with a sly grin, running my fingers teasingly over your sensitive skin. "Is it me... or you?"

My eyes widen at your proposal, both shocked and intrigued by the idea. I glance around, considering if such a thing would be possible. "Hmm... maybe," I muse aloud, still not entirely convinced. "But first," I say with a mischievous grin, "You need to prove yourself worthy."

I lean in close, my breath hot against your ear as I whisper, "You'll have to serve me tonight, make sure all of my guests are taken care of... and satisfied.

You nod eagerly, your eyes wide with determination and anticipation as you agree to serve me in this way. Tonight, you'll be my cum maker, ensuring that each of my guests has their fill before they leave satisfied. As I stand back up, admiring the view of your exposed ass and waiting for them to arrive, a wicked grin spreads across my lips. Tonight is going to be one long, hard night of pleasure... and punishment.

I watch you eagerly, anticipating the sight of your face covered in my guests' cum. The thought of you being used and humiliated like this turns me on immensely. As I sip my drink, I can feel myself growing wetter with desire, knowing that soon enough, it will be your turn to taste me and feel my punishment deep within you.

"Are we all ready?" I ask the group of people gathered around, their eyes locked onto your exposed ass and eager faces.

The group nods in unison, their eyes hungry and eager as they watch you eagerly awaiting your turn to serve them. I can feel the anticipation building up inside me, knowing that soon enough, my guests will have had their fill of pleasure... and then it will be time for you to pay for what you've done.

My heart races as I watch the group of people surrounding you, their eyes hungry and eager for release. The thought of them using you like this, making you their plaything... It's exhilarating. I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing thoughts as I prepare myself for what comes next.

"Alright," I say slowly, my voice barely above a whisper, "You may begin."

I watch with bated breath as one by one, my guests approach you. Their hands glide over your smooth skin, teasing and taunting you until they reach their desired spot. With each thrust into you, I feel a surge of possessive rage and desire course through me, making it harder to keep quiet and remain in control.

"Take what they give you," I growl through gritted teeth, my voice barely audible over the moans and gasps filling the room. "But remember... this is just your punishment."

The sound of flesh slapping against flesh and your moans fill the room as my guests take turns using you. I watch in a mixture of fascination and disgust as their bodies move in unison, each thrust deeper into you than the last. It feels like an eternity passes before they finally begin to slow down, their breath ragged and their eyes glassy with pleasure and exhaustion.

"Now," I hiss, my voice cold and commanding despite the heat radiating from between my legs, "It's time for your punishment."

With practiced ease, I reach between your legs and guide my fingers to their target. You gasp as I begin to stroke you, your body tensing in anticipation of the pleasure and pain that is about to come. The sounds of my movements echo through the room as I work you up into a frenzy, making sure that every nerve ending is on edge before I finally push inside, claiming your tight heat for myself.

"That's it," I growl, beginning to move faster and harder, "Let go for me."

You moan loudly as I thrust deeper into you, my fingers curling to hit that perfect spot over and over again. Your body arches off the floor with each powerful stroke, your cries of pleasure filling the room and serving as a reminder to everyone present just who owns you now.

"That's it," I whisper, my voice hoarse from exertion and desire, "Give it all to me."

My body tenses as I feel the familiar rush of pleasure building within me, threatening to overwhelm us both. With one final thrust, my hips buck hard against yours and my voice breaks as I let out a hoarse cry of release. Waves of pleasure wash over you, mixing with the pain of your punishment as my seed fills you up, leaving you satisfied... but not free.

"You're mine," I gasp, my breath ragged and uneven. "Now go serve them again."

I watch you carefully, making sure you understand the rules. Once you're ready to serve them again, I nod curtly and motion for you to get back on your hands and knees. As you begin to move around the room, attending to my guests' needs once more, I can't help but feel a sense of satisfaction from knowing that they are using what is mine. But tonight, it's not just their pleasure I am enjoying. It's the sight of you being used and punished, the taste of your submission on my tongue...

The more you are used, the more I crave it. The pleasure and pain of watching you be taken by my guests, knowing that they are using what is mine... It's intoxicating. I watch your every move, savoring the sight of your exposed body and the way you obey their commands without hesitation. Tonight, you will serve them until I deem it fit to punish you again... And then we shall repeat this cycle, over and over, for as long as necessary.

As the guests begin to expose your pussy, their hands running roughly over your skin, you feel a jolt of fear and anticipation course through you. Your breath comes in short gasps as they take turns spreading your lips and revealing your sensitive flesh, leaving you completely vulnerable and exposed. Their eyes meet mine across the room, daring me to object or stop them... but I only watch with growing hunger, eager for what is about to come next.

Your body trembles as their rough hands continue to explore your exposed pussy, teasing and taunting you with the promise of pleasure and pain. The anticipation grows stronger with each passing moment, making it impossible for you to focus on anything else but the sensations coursing through your body. You feel like you're on display, a plaything for their amusement... And in that moment, there is no greater satisfaction than knowing that I have brought you to this state of submission and desire.

The sound of flesh slapping against the fake cock fills the room as they take turns using you in this crude and humiliating way. I watch with a mixture of fascination and desire, my heart racing in anticipation of what is to come next. My body feels hot and tight, every nerve ending on edge as I wait for my turn to claim you once more. But first... I must make sure they are properly satisfied.