It is time for the flower to bloom.

You stand in front of Rose, who is still locked in the 4-hole-pillory. She is trembling and visibly exhausted. With her face down to the ground she awaits her final punishment. You put your foot on her head.

"You would be a decent boot scraper" you "compliment" Rose.

"Thank you, master" she immediatly responds.

"Do you wish to become a boot scraper, wench?" you ask.

"No, master" she responds "Of course if you think, that is the best way to serve and please you, then this lowly **** will become a boot scraper, but I think I can be more useful for you than being a simple doormat. "

That was a good answer, not that you would admit it to her. "Do you know, what you did to land in the **** room?"

"I have a hunch, owner" Rose answers "I think you are angry about me taking **** and prioritizing it over your happiness and pleasure. Your happiness and pleasure should be everything that matters to me. Moreover I pretended at that time to act in your interests by accelerating your game."

You are impressed. You did not tell Rose the reason for her punishment. She seems to have figured it out from her drowning that this punishment was connected to Asswipes and from the comments made to the other slaves which principles of slavery she violated. Now you are interested how she handles your next question.

"I agree with you, ****, that there are more useful purposes for you than serving as my door mat. But your actions require punishment. You are a shame for all proper slaves, attending to their masters' needs and pleasures. You pleasured your haughty self, instead of prioritizing the interests of your master. You disregarded a core principle for your pitiful happiness, something a **** has no right to. What do you think is the proper punishment, aside from reducing you to a pitiful, I mean a MORE pitiful existence?"

Rose hesitates for a moment, then she answers "There is no excuse for a **** to take from her master, the proper way to sattisfy the just sense for retribution is to terminate this cheap whore. Other than that you could utterly shatter the remaining fragments of this cunt's so-called personality, reducing me to a fuckdoll. Six monthts of isolated **** should do the job."

You smirk. Another perfect answer. not that you expected anything different. "Well, you survived your punishment, bitch. I take that as a sign to keep you. And there are useful aspects to your behaviour. The most remarkable aspect of your "personality" is your cruelty. It is hard to find a **** who is naturally as cruel as you are and who honed her cruelty to your level. You did a great job, to become a pathetic abject and vengeful slut. "

"Thank you master" the redhead whore answers.

"You are very creative in showing your cruelty. Even the recent event showed that. So what is the property of your "personality" we have to eliminate?" you ask.

For a moment Rose contemplates. The she answers "Please destroy my haughtiness, that this harlot may serve her master even better. "

You take your foot out of her face and release Rose from her pillory "Assume position no 4, slut" you shout.

Rose removes her arms and legs out of the pillory, then starts to kneel on the floor, with her hands behind her head and the ellbows as high as possible. Her tighs are opened in an 60 degree angle, her back is straightened, presenting her large udders and she is staring straightforward at the height of your crotch. Finally Rose puts out her tongue as far as possible.

You wait a few minutes. Rose starts to shake a bit. Her position is very uncomfortable and puts heavy strains on her back, her neck her arms, her knees and her tighs. Drool starts to run out of her mouth and falls on her tits. In combination with her exhaustion, Rose won't be able to hold this position for much longer.

Usually this was a good deepthroat position. You could put your cock on the ****'s tongue and insert it into her mouth, then the **** could use her hands to enforce her own deepthroat. Her pussy could hump your foot for some extra sevice if you wished for it. On the other side your hands are free to add some spice in form of a whip or some asphyxiation to the game.

This time however you use this position for another reason. You start of with a kick into Rose's pussy. "We all know, slut, that pain is one of the best teachers, but in your case we need something more permanent."

You turn to a nearby table and pick up the first item: A syringe, the first of two. Without hesitation you pierce her cheek with its tip and push its content inside her. The second syringe goes straight to the other cheek.

"A muscle relaxant" you explain while taking the next item from the table. "We don't want this little **** to bite off her own tongue, do we?"

You show Rose the item, you just took from the table. It is a punch plier. The punch pipe attached on it has a diameter of 4mm. Its edges are extra sharp for a clean cut.

Roses eyes turn from showing confusion to shock the very moment you position the pliers on the left side of her tongue on the part that is barely out of mouth. Then you press and the pliers chuck a clean hole into her tongue. Blood begins to stream out of it and the whore starts screaming and crying.

You look at the pliers and take out the part of the tongue, that you stamped out, carefully placing it on a plate. Then you put on your heat-resistant gloves and pick up a needle from the furnace. It is glowing red.

"We need to stop your bleeding" you say and put the needle right into the new tongue hole. The smell of burnt flesh mixes with the sound of Rose's cries. Rose now cannot hold he position any longer and starts falling over but with a quick movement you grab her hair and secure her. The bleeding stops and you can remove the needle. Then you stop holding the redhead's hair, expecting her to fall. She however manages to stabilze on her knees and proceeds to assume her position.

"Oh there is some fight left in you, whore" you say smirking. "Dont worry!". You pick up the bloody pliers again. "Only three more to go".