Goddess Jewels and I decide to surprise our slave when he least expects it! As predicted, we catch him slumbering instead of tending to our chambers.

Naturally, his insolence demands punishment. Clad in formidable leather and latex attire from head to toe, we're prepared to discipline our wayward slave.

Summoning him to the cage door, Goddess Jewels exposes his manhood through the metal bars while we interrogate him about his neglectful duties, punctuated by her sharp slaps to his exposed member.

After extracting him from the cage, we restrain him against the cold steel frame, his bare back awaiting the sting of our single tail whips. At first, we toy with him, teasing and tormenting, his anticipation palpable as he trembles in anticipation of the impending punishment.

With each lash, his body marks instantly, the warm-up phase just a precursor to the intensifying ordeal. Alternating strikes, we remind him why he faces such retribution, his flinches and squirms only fueling our sadistic pleasure.

As the intensity mounts, our whips crack faster and harder, our slave's futile attempts to evade futile against the confines of his captivity. Mocking and humiliating him with each strike, we revel in his fear, reminding him of his culpability for his predicament.

Delivering the final blow, we release him from his restraints, examining the marks we've left behind as a sufficient chastisement. Placing him back in his cage on his knees, he'll remain there for a while, contemplating his obedience.

LASHED FOR SLACKING

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