Of course she can't.

I was a bit startled when the crop turned into a golden paddle with holes in it, but I quickly decided to stop thinking too much and just act. I undid Eris's ballgag. "Okay, slut...count them out," I ordered before raising the paddle high and striking her already reddened ass.

"ONE!" Eris squealed. I rubbed the handle along her aching pussy. "One, MASTER," I corrected. "One, Master! One...One, Master!" she repeated, moaning in almost painful delight. Nodding, I swatted her ass again.

"Two, M...Master..." she groaned. I clicked my tongue. "Doesn't sound like you're going to make it to twenty," I said. Her eyes widened. I could tell she was horrified to find out how much more she had to take.

She made it to eleven. "Eeeeeelevennnn, Master!" Eris cried, quivering on my lap as she climaxed. Sighing, I shook my head. "You disappoint me again, Eris," I remarked before lifting my leg, causing her to tumble to the floor. She looked utterly dejected and ashamed of herself as she lay on the floor.

"Grimmy?" I called, getting the pale goddess of ****'s attention. She sat straight up. "You've got an important job tonight. Eris is not to touch herself at any point. Tomorrow, she'll have another test to take. If she passes that one, she can, at the very least, get her masturbation rights back. Anything else...well, we'll see."

Standing up (albeit wobbly), Grimmy nodded. "You got it, Masta. I'll keep a close eye on 'er," the surprisingly chipper goth replied. Picking Eris up, Grimmy helped her out of the room. "Good night, Grimmy. See you in the morning," I said. She nodded, smiling brightly at the idea.

After she left, I turned to Mandy. "Well, what do you think?" I asked. "Glad to have your pals back in your life?" Sitting next to me, Mandy rested her head on my shoulder. "Extremely, Sir," she replied, sounding about as tired as I felt.