After what you had been through, I decided to let you get some rest. I even let you take a nice long shower the next morning and didn't fuck you or hit you. Instead I just had you clean up the place naked while I sat in the living room and worked with my laptop. I was ignoring you but observing you secretly. I could see that you were not only surprised, but your body seemed unused to this lack of attention as well. Your nipples were visibly erect, like they were waiting to be played with.

Amused, I waited for you to come into the living room to clean the place, and then I began played the clips that I took of the previous day and night. I turned up the volume, and although you weren't watching the clips with me you could clearly hear what was going on, from your whipping to your gangbang at the shabby bar. "What's going on with you, slut," I said to you suddenly, "getting turn on by your own abuse aren't you, you whore?" Before you could say anything I dragged you over, and we could both see that your bald cunt was glistening wit wetness. "Look at you, you filthy whore," I say as I grabbed you cunt and squeezed it. I began rubbing it gently, getting you more aroused, but suddenly, I took my hand back and gave your cunt a smack. As you stood there not daring to do anything, I alternated between rubbing and slapping your cunt. "Look at you, slut," I pointed to the screen, "doing what you're only good for," I said as I started fingering you. I shoved two fingers into your wet hole and started fucking you with them, but stopped when I noticed that you're close to coming. I then took some ropes and tied your wrists behind your back and tied your tits together. Next, I made you kneel down in the middle of the room with your knees apart, and then I blindfolded you.

Once you were blindfolded, I started toying with your pussy again, this time using a vibrating egg. To make things more embarrassing to you, I made you tell me how turned on you were and how much you wanted to come. As you began talking, I opened the door quietly to let in three of my friends. We used to work together until you fired them, and today was a little present that I had arranged for them. I kept making you talk, making you say how much of a bitch you were and how you deserved to be punished, and how you secretly enjoying being hurt. "You really liked it when I put those clamps on your nipples didn't you, slut? Would you like me to put them on again? How about I push a couple of needles through your nipples, huh? Doesn't that sound hot?" I asked as I rubbed the vibrating egg against your clit.