So for my punishment for being a forgetful retard last night and begging even after I was told to shut up, Sir told me that as well as not being allowed to cum, I was to cover my girl parts in red tiger balm and write lines for half an hour.
I covered myself in it and it instantly felt like I was on fire. It’s been on for an hour now and it still feels that way. Sir then carried on to scold me, telling me that he didn’t like to have to punish me like this, which made me feel awful. I’m such a stupid girl, making him have to punish me like this because I can’t behave. This is what made me cry. Knowing that I’ve let him down and disappointed him. Nothing feels worse.
I recorded myself crying because Sir wanted to hear it. I cried and wrote my lines like a ‘good, obedient cunt’ as Sir put it. Now I’m sitting with my parents, cunt on fire, red eyes and telling them that the smell of tiger balm is coming from my ‘sore knee’.
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