You wake up

You wake up the following morning; gasping as you notice all traces of the previous night's punishment have disappeared; as if they were never there... You crane your neck to look out of the cage... You see a second cage next to your own; a similarly squished woman inside...

"Hey, you ok?" you call out.

"Just waiting for Master..." she responds.

"Right... Me too... Hey, I didn't see you yesterday?"

"I was sent to help our neighbour for the day; I got back very late; Master was disappointed but said he'd punish me today instead; I was told to be silent when I arrived so I didn't wake you unless I wanted a worse punishment... You got punished pretty bad, huh?"

"It hurt but I'm ok, hope your punishment isn't too harsh..."

"I was late; so I'll get bastinadoed, probably a tit whipping too if he's in a mood; if he's really grumpy my pussy 'll get it too..."

"Are you helping out here today or are you going back next door?"
"Staying here."

"Oh that's..."
"That's enough talking, you two." Master says.

You look on as he unlocks your cage first.

"Kneel in the corner over there and wait whilst I unlock your fellow slut."

You follow his instructions; watching as he unlocks the other cage; guiding the **** out by her collar; he then attaches a lead to said collar.

"Right, crawl and follow me upstairs..."

You both crawl upstairs; you alone, the other **** by a lead...

"Right, go clean, Slut. I'm going to punish this one then she'll be in to help. And don't even think about cleaning all the high places so she can stay on her knees, the high places are for you both."

You nod; grabbing a washcloth and starting on the wooden panels at the bottom of the walls.

You keep cleaning as you start hearing your fellow **** cry out in pain... You wish you could watch but you know your Master wouldn't allow it; and with the notebook in the cage you can't change the rules just yet...

You close your eye's, wincing, as your fellow **** gives out a guttural scream.

You keep on cleaning... You have no idea how much time passes before your master arrives; pulling along a well-marked **** behind him.

"Now clean. If it isn't spotless by tonight you'll both have no skin left."

He unlinks the lead from your fellow slaves collar before walking off...

With him gone you take a closer look at your sobbing counterpart...

Her soles are swollen purple; crisscrossed with lines from a thin cane and a thicker ridged cane. Her tits are equally covered with red welts and purple and black swelling, you look down and see that her pussy is slightly red indicating a few strokes were given there.

She grabs onto a shelf to help pull herself up; gasping at the pain of being in an upright position. You help hold her up until the initial shocking pain disappears and she can mostly support her own bodyweight on her aching soles. You both begin cleaning the house; double checking each others work to make sure that the place is spotless...

By evening you've finished just in time as your Master walks in; this time with two new collars in his hands.

"Got these earlier from a kind man down the road. They have your new names on."

You look at the two of them... One is engraved with the word Slut and other is engraved with the word ****.

You wonder which one is for who...

"Now; Slut..." He walks over to your counterpart "... this is for you."

"And, ****, for you..."

He removes your original plain collar, replacing it with the new engraved one.

"Now, let's check how well you both did, shall we."

He doesn't wait for an answer before attaching a lead to you both and dragging you both, somewhat painfully at first, throughout the house, checking everywhere for mess...