Emily executes the punishment perfectly... but she starts questioning herself

"210, thank you bitch" Funbags cries.

Emily's whole body is incredibly sweaty. She put her whole energy into the cane. Funbags recieved 150 strokes on her udders, leaking milk with every strike. Her jugs are a bloody mess. Emily then switched to hitting her bald cunt, which also is looking quite damaged now.

"Good job, Asswipes" Emily hears her master say "Let us consider this as your daily exercise, bitch."

Emily bows down "Thank you, master."

Her Master approaches her and attaches a leash to her collar. "Until I say otherwise you will walk on all fours like the cattle you are."

Emily sinks down on her arms and legs without any complaint.

"Funbags, clean your mess" Emily hears her master command, pointing to puddle on the floor.

Emily looks at the puddle. It consists of milk. Milk like the milk in the pudding she ate not too long ago. She is still disguisted. But it was not her fault. She was tricked after all.

Her master pulls the leash and leads her outside the office, back to the long hallway. Unlike Funbags he seemed not to have trouble opening the heavy door. She has to hurry crawling to not get pulled by the leash. Her knees start to hurt and she starts to sweat again. And her pussy is constantly moist.

Emily knows that the body fluids around her crotch are not sweat only. She is aroused constinuously. What is wrong with her? Watching the video of her masturbating to the loss of her most personal belongings turned her on. Sure her master **** her to watch the video and later to greet him, but she barely put up any resistance. Even worse, she being **** to become his pleasure toy felt actually good. She in fact started fingering herself while being **** to kiss and suck her masters cock. Her face in master's ass and her tongue in his asshole- everything made her hornier.

So far, Emily has considered herself to be a strong and good woman. A woman, who would speak out against any injustice she sees. A woman who would never submit herself to power. A woman who would protect the weak. How could she in this short time become nothing more than a plaything for power, fullfilling every demand of her master? How could she thank her master for insulting her with her new name or punishing her. How could she obey every order and getting wet from it.

But even if Emily dismisses her arousal as natural body reaction and her obedience as something superficial, only enforced by punishment, there was one thing she could not deny. And that was the fact, that she gave Funbags a full caning. At first she only did it to avoid her own punishment, which is bad enough. After all she inflicted a punishment on another woman to avoid her own leashes. Not what you would expect from someone protecting the weak. Moreover the punishment she had to inflict to Funbags was several times more severe than her own punishment would have been if she had decided to not punish Funbags. She has become a willing henchman to her master. But what is the worst: She actually started enjoying dishing out the punishment. She indeed enjoyed it so much, that she put in her best effort to make every stroke as painful for Funbags as possible.

Emily concludes. She is a weak woman, the lowest of the low. She enjoys being harmed by her master and she loved harming other people in her masters name. She indeed is nothing more than a subhuman animal, a tool, a fucktoy for her master's pleasure.

Her master interrupts Emily's thoughts. "We are there, Asswipes."

Emily looks up. She sees a solid door. Cecilia is already waiting in front of it, clothed in her white dress.

Master takes out a key and opens the door, making a gesture to Cecilia and herself to pass though.

Cecilia hesitates.

"We can't let master wait" Emily says and starts crawling through the door. Just after she crawls through a last thought of her previous deliberations catches her.

"Since when have I considered him to be my master?"