You try not to move

You try your best, but you gasp, as he keeps pressing on your breast, and you receive another shock running through your body.

“That's forty-five raggedy points, my dear!” Master says.

You almost make a muffled sound to protest - as this is fair by no means! -, however deep down you know that there is nothing you can do. Instead, you endure Master hopping you on his shoulder, and you are taken away for your punishment.