Breaking the

You wake up not in your bed, but somewhere completely different. Opening your eyes you can see a large lawn ringed by trees, with the mansion at the top of a hill in the very center. As for yourself, a quick check reveals that you are still naked (no surprise there) and bound on a saddle like device at ground level with your legs tied to the stirrups and your hands and torso tied to a bar behind your back. A cool breeze on your pussy clues you in to the fact that a hole has been cut in the middle of the saddle. A ball gag currently occupies your mouth.

In front of you, ready to record your shame, is a camera and your uncle naked behind it.

“You’re a heavy sleeper.” He says

You try to say something, but to no avail. Your words are obscured by the gag.

“Hmm? Oh right.” He says, and takes the gag out.

“What is this?” You ask

“Just something we do the first time someone breaks a rule. It’s a bit of insurance: disobey again and everyone gets to see you squeal like a pig as you cum uncontrollably for hours on end.”

“I won’t disobey you again!” You plead “please don’t do this!”

“But you did want to get treated like a troublemaker.” He reminds you “and this is what we do to troublemakers. Nothing personal. Most teens here have a video of them in your position.”

“But I-“

“Quiet. This is what you asked for, so accept it. Now...” he says as he presses a button on the camera. A red light blinking to signify its recording “anything you want to say before we start?”

You look into the camera, knowing there’s a chance that your parents and possibly even your friends would see this if you mess up.