Miss Bambi strides into the dungeon where TS Krystal is already bent over the red leather bench, wrists locked in pink-trimmed cuffs and her collar chained to the overhead ring of the black steel rack. A pink ball gag fills Krystal’s mouth. Bambi runs her hands over the fishnet-covered ass, the crack, and her balls, then picks up the thick leather flogger. She tells Krystal to count every stroke and that there will be no coming for a month as she has been a bad girl. The first heavy slap lands and Krystal thrashes; more strokes follow, reddening the ass while Krystal struggles to count to ten. Bambi unclips the collar, orders her to turn over and lie on her back, then tells her to pull her cock out.
Krystal lies back on the bench, fishnet still on, cock exposed. Bambi leans in, kissing her while one hand plays with her tits and the other cups her balls. They kiss deeply; Bambi strokes the shaft until it is fully erect, then warns that shooting her load means a year in chastity. She kisses the head of the cock, then announces it is time to lock it away again for another day. Krystal is a new sub and she needs daily training and Bambi plans to do just that.
