Let's Get Physical(ly Abusive)

Julie and I arrived late enough to the locker room that it was almost devoid of sound entirely. The distant moaning that wafted throughout the school like a distant symphony had somehow disappeared, too; the noise of the AC, the buzzing of the overhead lights, and the nearby squeaks of sneakers on a basketball court were all that could be heard.

"Take me to your locker, Julie."

She started scampering down one of the rows of the lockers, the belt around her throat keeping her so uncomfortably close that, at most, she could only make it about two feet from me. As I dawdled behind her, she scrambled down the rows, searching for her spot, until we finally arrived at a locker she looked straight up at. 674. Although the school supplied their own locks, Julie used her own, presumably one she didn't think she'd need to share the code for. Instead of the regular dial most of the locks used, hers had a number pad.

"Good bitch. Now, tell me your code, without using any sound." She paused, thought for a moment, then crawled closer to the locker closest to the ground, and banged her head against it. Then again. And again. And again.

"...oh, you're typing out the number. Hang on, let's make this easier. I'll spank you, and when we reach the number with the spanks, you just bang your head to signal that's it, okay?" She banged her head against the locker again, probably to signal she understood. "Good. Wait right there..."

I dropped the "leash" and walked back to her ass. Almost as if asking to hurry this up, she gave her behind a small wiggle. It only served to invite my palm even more. I wound up my arm, and with all my strength, laid into her butt.

SMACK!

She threw her head up, but no sound escaped her. Good, seems like she could handle this.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

BANG!

"Okay, so we're starting off with a seven. Good to know." I immediately resumed whacking her reddening ass meat.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

BANG!

"Seven, six...two more numbers to go, right?"

BANG!

"Okay then."

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

BANG!

"Seven, six, seven." I tilted my head slightly to see how Julie was handling the beating. Despite her eyes clenched shut and her head whipping about for every other hit, the fact she'd managed so far to not make a single sound was downright impressive. I ran a finger over her snatch, and retracted a wet, slimy digit I wiped off on her leg.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

BANG!

"Seven six, seven six. I'll have to ask you later what that pin means." I went over to the number pad, punched it in, and opened Julie's locker to see only her gym uniform. Couldn't forget that, after all. I took the uniform and wadded it up.

"Open wide." Julie's lips parted, only for her leotard to be crammed in there with her skirt. She closed her mouth before I could order her to. I'll let that slide for now. Oh, actually...

"You must be thirsty after that whole ordeal, huh?" She nodded. "Yeah, I figured. Why don't we get you something to drink?"

I picked up the leash, and began guiding her out of the rows of lockers, and oveyr to the bathroom area inside the locker room. I felt a small twitch from her travel up the leash as she realized what was about to happen. I tugged her into the largest stall, over to the toilet, and knelt down to her face. I put my hand before her mouth, and without even needing to say anything, she spit her two mouth-buddies out into my hand. I stood, walked behind her, and shoved them once more up her ass. Her head once again twisted about as my hand strained against her hole, but surprisingly, no sound still. Making this bitch slip up was harder than I thought. After a moment of pushing, I finally managed to fit the leotard and the skirt back into her asshole, and punched the back of her skull to close her sphincter up once more.

"Now, remember when you came up with all those...clever little punishments this morning to try and make up for not properly sucking my cock?" As I came back to face her, I saw she'd somehow managed to cry a few silent tears, all without making a single noise. I was downright baffled. Regardless, my lesson continued. "I didn't ask you for any of those helpful ideas, yet you decided it was a good idea to offer them up anyways. I'll decide how my slaves get punished, understand? That includes you, too. You wanted your little punishments, you're gonna get them."

New Rule: Julie Jin is incapable of removing cum, spit, or any other bodily fluids from her body herself. Only others may do so for her.

New Rule: Julie Jin is only capable of drinking water from toilets, urinals, pools, bodies of water such as rivers, ponds, and the ocean, or from other people's mouths and/or orifices. However, Julie Jin may drink water from alternate locations if it takes the form of rain water, urine, snow, or Diet Coke.

New Rule: Julie Jin is only capable of falling asleep if she is outside, fully nude, has made someone else cum within the past 24 hours, and has a phallic object in her mouth, her pussy, and her ass.

I shut the rule book, and finally said the word that she was dreading.

"Drink."