The pair are punished for their sins with a whipping. It is hell, after all.

Erin and Susan were lifted off the bed as their shackles detached from the bed and floated, carrying them by their wrists and ankles. Eventually, they stopped facing each other, inches away.

"Now girls," Xemina began, "Since we are in hell, punishment is in order. Every Morning, you will both be whipped twenty times. I want you to look at each other in the eyes, and-" she sported a devious grin "Your roommate will count. If she stops, if either of you break eye contact, it will be reset."

She grabs a thin crop from the wall as it floated too her.

Xemina smiled, because that wasn't all she had set up. Secretly, each whipping would sting, but only the girl not being hit. The girl being struck would feel it as nothing but pleasure. After years of this, the pair will happily associate their Goddess' attention with pleasure, no matter how deranged and her abandonment as pain. That's if Xemina allowed them to be changed. She could always erase their memories after a few decades and break them in again and again.

She struck...