Nothing too hard... some stretching, some running...

"And this is how it is done" Alice says. " Advantage of this position is that master has access to all important holes as well as that the **** is completly immobilized and defenseless, inviting master to a quick ****. Not that any **** would be so stupid to even try to defend against being **** by her master."She lies on the floor with her legs behind her shoulders. As correctly stated, Emily is able to see her face, her asshole, her tits and of course her pussy.

Emily's own attempts did not come remotely close to that. Even with Alice "helping" her the whole result was more pain.

"Don't worry" Alice says in a comforting voice " after some bondage and some more of these stretching lessons you will be able to do this as well. It sure will be painful, but no pain is too large for the reward of becoming a proper fucktoy."

After half an hour Alice suggests to try some simple running. One hour later Emeily wishes they had continued the stretching. Her legs hurt, she was completly out of breath and could taste some blood in her mouth. What Alice titled as simple running lesson was a 10 km run with 10 kg-steel weights around each of her legs.

"Pathetic" Rose exclaimes, while dragging Emily from the racetrack. Emily can not help but admire Rose's strength, being able to pull her and the weights around her with ease while maintaining a solid walking speed. Alice did not want to run and unlike a lot of other slaves she had the choice not to. According to her, her master liked her slim body exactly as it is so she had to do only some light stretching to maintain her flexibility for her master's entertainment. This gave her the privilege of watching from the sidelines. Instead Rose was running right next to Emily the whole time, insulting her, telling her to hurry up and giving her an electroshock every time she finished a lap too slow- which was every time she finished a lap. On her seventh round Emily collapsed, falling on the ground being unable to stand up.

Rose stopped pulling Emeily when they reached Alice. "Well this also means no weight lifting today. A great example of a puny constitution. This demands a tier 2 punshment."

"Well there is for sure room for improvement" Alice agrees "although I think this only requires a tier 1 punishment."

"She severely failed" Rose refutes. "Even when ignoring the actual results like her being to slow every round or not finishing her 10 laps, she still needs half an hour of exercise. "

"Using the steel weights on her first run was too much. You are just still angry because she insulted you earlier in the morning" Alice answers. " She simply did not know then. There was no evil intent."

"That does not matter. She is on my shitlist now."

"Show some mercy please... do it for me or for the sake of the game" Alice begs falling on her knees.

Rose sighs "Well, okay. If you insist." She then turns to Emily "Listen, bitch, you will kiss my feet, begging for the privilege of drinking my piss and after drinking it you will praise it as the tastiest drink you ever had. Make it believable. Afterwards you beg me to slap your buttcheeks 10 times for every lap you did not finish -40 in total. Finally your tongue will become my toilet paper for a whole week."

Alice stands up " Thank you Rose, what a truly generous and merciful offer from you."

Emily is disgusted. This shall be a good offer?

Rose seeing Emily's disgust smiles. " Or you take a bet with me. You will be presented with three belts eqipped with weights, all weights having the volume of one litre but consisting of a different material: steel, lead and gold. Out of these you will be given one of your choice and you have to carry this weight by swimming across a swimlane of 25 meters. If the swimmer or the weight touches the ground of the 2,5 m deep pool it will be considered a loss. If you succeed you earn 15 taboo points in addition to not getting punished for not finishing the full two hours of exercise. But if you fail, you will lose 10 taboo points in addition to drinking my piss and praising it as the most delicious beverage you ever got, instead of 40 spanks you will get 40 whips and your tongue becomes my toilet paper for the rest of the game. You get a branding and instead of a comfy matress in a luxorious room as your sleeping accomodation you will be hung from the ceiling, which also is exactly where you will take your piss and shit. "

Emily ponders her options. On the one hand the punishment is very terrible but on the other hand the task does not seem that hard, she could take then lightest weight and only has to swim 25 meters -a minor task especially when compare to a 10 Kilometer run. Because of the depth of the pool it is very unlikely that she would accidently touch the ground. Sure Emily is exhausted, but she is a good swimmer. It should be easy to succeed.

Alice interrupts Emily's chain of thought. "Please, take the first option, bitch." she pleads.