You punish her for the attitude

Maybe it’s this place, maybe it was the control you had over Naomi when you made her give that blowjob, or maybe it was the leaflet you just read, but there’s no way you’re letting Naomi get away with talking to you like that any more.

You grab her by the wrist and drag her into the bedroom.

“What are you doing?” she asks. Her voice is suddenly less aggressive and is overtaken with a hint of worry.

“You’re not allowed to talk to me like that any more. While we’re here, you’re my **** and you’re going to act like it, that means no more attitude. Got it?”

“What?”

You slap her on the cheek, not enough to hurt her, but enough to get her attention. “I said no more attitude, that means no more talking back to me, no more raising your voice and you do everything I say from now on.”

“What?” Her eyes are watering now, she looks worried as she looks at you.

“You heard what I said.” You slap her other cheek now, and she looks shocked when she looks back at you. “You got it.”

She nods.

“From now on, you call me sir, or master.”

“Yes sir,” she says. Her eyes are a little teary.

“Now get undressed.

She strips off quickly, showing that hot body. She’s a size eight with 34DD boobs, and you can’t help but admire what’s yours.

You look at the selection of gags in the wardrobe and pick out a black bit gag, dangling it around to give Naomi a good look at it, letting her know the punishment she’s just earned.

“From now on, any time you give me attitude, or talk back to me, you’re going to wear this for the next hour. Understood.”

She nods.

You place the gag in her mouth, she looks so hot in the collar and the gag. She looks at you, you can’t tell if she’s worried about what else you might do, or whether she just wants to submit to you.