You wake up (endgame loop)

“So, you are sorry?” Master asks, the crop hitting your bare ass in periodic intervals.

“Yes, I’m sorry, Master!” you say aloud. As each week, you started this one with breaking something. How else could one expect to have some fun these days?

Despite your plead, he hits you again with a strong one, then continues to apply weak ones at random locations.

“I’m sorry, Master!” you say again.

“You are sorry?” Master asks, and gives you another good one.

“I’m sorry, Master!” you say again. Then the crop finally stops.

“Alright, this will suffice for the time being,” he says. He puts down the crop, bends you over, and fucks you in the asshole. Sadly, he comes after fourteen strokes, and you are unable to cum.

He picks up his things for work, and you start tending to your daily duties. Once you are done, you kneel down in front of the door, and wait for him to arrive, and make his judgement.

“This time you passed,” he says. He removes your ballgag, and starts unzipping his pants.

“Thank you, Master!” you say, and you proceed to suck his cock.

You have dinner together - him sitting in the chair, you massaging his cock with your mouth -, then you watch the holo-tv for a few hours, and he escorts you back to your cage.

To your surprise, once he feeds you, he places a pair of bondage mittens on your hands, then he pushes a vibrator between your legs, affixed with and additional strap around your waist.

“Nighty-night, pet,” he says as the cage’s door closes, and the turns on the vibrator. He also decides to sleep in the guest room, so the noises wouldn’t bother him.

“MMMMM!!!” you bite down on your gag and moan from the strange mix of pain and pleasure as the vibrations ripple through your balls and caged cock. Few minutes, and you come for the first time, your eyes and body twitching. Then you come again. And again. And again.

Out of sheer discomfort, you starts to twist your hands strapped to your sides, and try to move your mittened fingers. But you are bound too tight to do anything.

And you come again. And again. And again.