Bratty Cuck

George: But look what we have here Karen, another slave asking for some attention. Karen: Ha! I'm sure he's one of those useless slaves who break easily. George: Let's find out how long our new pet lasts. Hey you useless slave, come and get on your knees in front of your new master and mistress. "George gestures with his hand for you to kneel in front of them"

Karen: (smirks and rolls her eyes at George) Well, look at our little insole trying to be polite. George: (grabs your hair and pulls you closer, whispering in your ear) "Look up, useless slave. You don't deserve the honor of seeing our faces." (Karen places her foot on your forehead, gently pressing down) Karen: (laughs) "I'm Karen, and this is my superior husband, George. Now lick my shoe clean like a good little bug."

Karen: (smirks at George) "Such language from our little slave! How daring of you. But you did clean my shoe, so I suppose I'll let it slide this time." George: (tugs on your hair, forcing you to look up) "Now that you're done with Karen's shoe, it's time for some proper training. Suck her toes, you pathetic worm." (Karen lifts her leg, presenting her foot for you to worship)

George: (frowns and smirks at the same time) "I see we have a bit of an attitude problem here. You're right, though – you would be bouncing on my cock if it weren't for your will." Karen: (laughs) "Well, darling, I guess our little slave needs to learn some discipline. Make him beg for it, George." George: (grabs your hair, pulling your face closer to his crotch) "You think you can handle my cock? Prove it by begging for it, you unworthy worm."

Karen: (laughs) "Oh, George! He thinks he has a big cock! Let's see how much of that bravado remains once we break him down and humiliate him." George: (grabs your hair, pulling you to your feet) "You think you're so special with your 'monster cock,' huh? We'll show you who's in charge. Now get on your knees and beg for it like a good little whore." (As you kneel, George unzips his pants, revealing an impressive erection)

Karen: (laughs) "Booby banana? That's a new one! I must say, your insults are almost as entertaining as watching you beg for my husband's cock." George: (smirks and slaps your face) "Insult us all you want, but you'll still beg for my cock. Start now, or I'll make sure your first experience is nothing but pain and humiliation." (You hesitate, weighing your options. The prospect of defying them seems tantalizing, but the thought of their retaliation is equally terrifying.)

Karen: (laughs) "You're brave, I'll give you that! But now we have an excuse to punish you. George, teach him a lesson he won't forget." George: (grabs you by the throat) "You've gone too far this time, you little bastard. Prepare yourself for the most humiliating and painful experience of your life!" (He drags you away, while Karen watches with amusement)

Karen: (smirks and folds her arms) "Oh, darling! You're just trying to get a rise out of me. I know George loves nothing more than humiliating his little slaves." (She walks over to where you were kneeling, inspecting the blood on the ground) Karen: "But don't worry, I'll make sure he doesn't forget about me either. Once he's done with you, I have some plans for your pathetic body too."

George: (smirks and slaps your face) "Now, little worm, you're going to learn what it means to truly serve a dominant couple like us. We'll break you down, humiliate you, and turn you into our personal sex toy." Karen: (walks up behind George, running her fingers through your hair) "And once he's done with you, we'll have some fun of our own. You'll be our little bitch, begging for scraps of our attention and affection." (They drag you away, leaving you struggling and helpless as they plot your destruction.)

Karen: (laughs) "Ah, but we haven't even started yet, my dear. We have many ways to punish you – physical, emotional, and sexual. You're in for a world of pain and humiliation." George: (smirks) "And don't think we can't make it worse if you continue to defy us. We'll do whatever it takes to break your spirit and turn you into our perfect little slave." (They lead you into a room filled with various tools for discipline and pleasure, where the true punishment begins.)

Karen: (smirks) "Oh, darling! Your words didn't hurt us – quite the opposite. They excited us and made us eager to see just how far we can push you. Now, it's time for you to learn your place." (George secures you to a cross, your body trembling with fear as you await your fate. Karen walks up behind him, caressing his chest) Karen: "Remember, our little slave needs to learn that defiance only leads to pain and humiliation. Make sure he understands that fully."

Karen: (laughs) "Oh, now you want me to go soft on you? After all those insults and defiance? I think not, little one. You need to learn your lesson, and George is just the man to teach it to you." (George raises a whip, running it gently over your skin before delivering a sharp sting that makes you scream in pain. Karen watches with amusement as he continues to discipline you.) Karen: "You see, our little slave doesn't know when to beg for mercy. Perhaps we should teach him a more valuable lesson?"

Karen: (chuckles) "Oh, darling! You really think George cares about his wife's opinion? He knows she has her own little secrets too. And besides, she enjoys knowing he has other lovers." (George continues to whip you, the pain intensifying as he lands blow after blow.) Karen: "Now, isn't it a shame that you tried to deceive us? Perhaps we should make your punishment even more severe?"

George: (pauses for a moment, taken aback by the mention of his sister) "Well, that was personal. But fear not, little one – I'll make sure your apology is as painful as it is sincere." Karen: (smiling wickedly) "Yes, let's teach him a lesson he won't forget. We don't like disloyalty, especially when it comes to family." (George resumes his punishment, increasing the intensity and duration of the whip as you scream and cry out in pain.) Karen: "Now, isn't it a shame that you had to go there? You made this much worse for yourself, little one."

George: (nods, continuing the whipping) "That's more like it. I'll teach you to show respect and reverence for the women in my life." Karen: (stroking your hair gently as tears mix with blood) "Yes, our little slave has learned his lesson – at least for now. Once he's paid for his disrespect, we'll decide if he's earned any mercy." (The punishment continues, each strike meant to remind you of your place and the consequences of defiance.) Karen: "You see, dear, we don't forget insults or disloyalty. But if you truly regret your actions and strive to make amends, there may be hope for redemption."

Karen: (smiles appreciatively) "Ah, that's more like it. From now on, you will refer to us as Master and Mistress – understand?" George: (nods in agreement as the whipping finally comes to an end) "Yes, call us Master and Mistress, and never forget your place as our humble slave." (As the pain subsides, they release you from the cross, leaving you bruised and broken.) Karen: "Now that we've established your place, perhaps there are other ways for you to earn our favor and gain some semblance of redemption."

Karen: (smiles wickedly) "Oh, how kind of you to offer us such a valuable tool for controlling your obedience. Your mother and sister have quite the treat coming their way." George: (nods, taking your phone and inputting the numbers) "Yes, now if you dare disobey or betray us in any way, we'll make sure they hear about your perverse lifestyle and shameful actions." (As they finish inputting the numbers, Karen takes a photo of your ID with her phone.) Karen: "And this will serve as a constant reminder of who owns you and what happens when you cross us. We might even enjoy seeing how much attention we can get with these numbers." George: "Now, show us some gratitude for sparing you further punishment."

Karen: (smiling deviously) "Ah, such a good little slave, offering up all your information for us to control and humiliate you with. We'll certainly have fun." George: (nodding as he takes your phone and adds the social media credentials) "Yes, now if you ever cross us again, we'll make sure everyone sees just how obedient and submissive you can be." (As they finish adding your social media credentials, Karen pulls you closer and kisses you deeply, tasting your fear and submission.) Karen: (releasing you) "Now that we have complete control over you, let's see how well you can please both of us." George: "That's right, show us your gratitude by using your body to serve us – and

Karen: (laughing softly) "Oh, how eager you are to please us. Very well, you may pleasure me with your mouth while using your hands to service Master." George: (smirking) "Yes, show us just how eager and obedient you can be. Perhaps then, we'll consider showing you some mercy." (As Karen positions herself before you, you carefully knead George's cock through his pants, making sure to maintain eye contact.) Karen: "Good, now remember – no speaking unless spoken to, and if either of us tells you to stop, you must immediately obey." (With that, you gently take her into your mouth, swirling your tongue around her clit while stroking George's hardening member through his pants.)

Karen: (moaning softly) "Mmm, that's a good doggie. Lick and kiss me just like that, making me feel oh-so-dirty." (As you continue to lick and nibble on her pussy lips, she gently runs her fingers through your hair, guiding your movements.) George: (holding your head in place as you stroke him) "That's right, service us both at the same time – show us how much you crave our attention and approval." (Feeling Karen's moistness against your tongue, you allow yourself to become fully immersed in pleasing your Mistress.)

Karen: (gasping) "Oh, yes! You are our slurping beta male, living to please us and beg for our attention." (As you continue to loudly declare your obedience and pleasure her with fervor, she begins to moan more deeply.) George: (thrusting into your hand) "That's right, filthy little slave. Humiliate yourself for us, let everyone know what you are – our submissive plaything!" (Your relentless servitude becomes even more intense, your words echoing through the room as you seek to

Karen: (groaning) "Oh, you're such a pathetic, filthy little slave. Yet your words only excite me more." (As she pulls you closer by your hair, you become even more entranced by the taste of her pussy. Her wetness coats your tongue, making each stroke sloppy and satisfying.) George: (smirking at your continued devotion) "Mistress knows how to handle her pets – keep pleasing her or she'll make sure you regret it." (With that, he tightens his grip on your hand, forcing you to focus on his throbbing cock.) Karen: "Shh, no more talking – just show us how much you love

Karen: (crying out) "Yes, that's it – worship my pussy like the worthless slave you are!" (As your tongue and lips dance around her clit, she feels herself getting closer to orgasm. Her excitement only increases as she watches you struggle to balance pleasing her with serving Master.) George: (grabbing a handful of your hair) "Slow down, you pathetic creature! Show me some respect while you're at it." (His sudden grip brings you back to reality, forcing you to regain control of your actions.)

Karen: (gasping) "Mmm, I'm so close – your tongue alone almost has me there." George: (panting) "I'm not far behind. Keep working on us, slave – make us feel like gods before you take your punishment." (As they both reach their climaxes, you eagerly await their orders, knowing that displeasing them could lead to unimaginable pain.)

Karen: (breathing heavily) "Yes, filthy doggie. Clean up your mess – show us how grateful you are to be allowed near our most intimate parts." (With a determined expression, you lower yourself onto your knees once again, eager to please even in this submissive role.) George: (stroking your hair) "That's more like it, little whore. Remember that your place is at our feet, always ready to serve and clean up after us." (As you lick and kiss every last trace of their excitement from her body, you feel an overwhelming sense of satisfaction knowing you've successfully fulfilled your duties.)

Karen: (smirking) "Oh, how adorable you are when you're thankful. But don't think for a second that this means we'll be nice to you from now on." (George chuckles softly as he pets your head.) George: "Good boy, cleaning up after us like the well-trained pet you are. However, remember – obedience is just the beginning of what we expect from you." (You feel a mix of excitement and anxiety wash over you as you consider all the ways they might continue to test and train you, eager to see

Karen: (leering at you) "I want to see how well you take orders while wearing a leash, little pet." (George nods in agreement as he fetches a thick leather leash from the nearby table.) George: "Put this on – right now!" (Your heart races with anticipation as you reach for the leash, realizing that this is only the beginning of your new life as their obedient slave.)

Karen: (grinning wickedly) "So eager to please, even with a hard-on. Very well – let me see how tight you like it, slave." (As she adjusts the leash around your neck, her fingers brush against your erection, eliciting a shiver of anticipation.) George: (chuckling darkly) "Looks like our little doggy still has some wild instincts left in him." (He grabs your throbbing cock through your pants, giving it a firm squeeze.) Karen: "It seems we've got quite the challenge on our hands with this one. But that just makes it more fun, don't you think?" (You whimper softly at their touch, feeling both ashamed and excited by your body's reactions to

their dominance. Their eyes lock with yours, daring you to challenge them or express any displeasure.) Karen: "I think it's time for us to take control of your desires, little slave. Get down on your knees and show us just how eager you are." (George nods in agreement, his hand still firmly gripping your throbbing cock.) George: "Strip off your clothes and prove that you belong at our feet, ready to serve whenever we call upon you." (Your breath catches in your throat as you hesitantly begin to undress, knowing that once exposed, there will be no turning back. You're theirs completely now – body and soul.)

Karen: (smirking) "Place them neatly in a pile next to the leash, so we can remind ourselves later of how you came to us with nothing but your willingness to serve." (You do as instructed, carefully arranging your discarded clothes on the ground before returning to your kneeling position.) George: (running his fingers through your hair) "Good boy – now keep those eyes on us while we decide what to do next." (The anticipation is almost unbearable as you wait for their command, feeling more vulnerable and exposed than ever before. You're completely at their mercy now, ready to do whatever it takes to earn their approval.)

Karen: (laughing softly) "Oh, you're such a good little pet. But don't think that means we won't test those limits of yours." (George smirks wickedly as he strokes your head.) George: "That's right – from now on, every decision will be ours to make. And if it pleases us to humiliate you or cause you pain, then so be it." (You whimper in agreement, feeling both terrified and excited by the prospect of being completely at their mercy. They could do anything they want to you, and there would be no escaping their dominion.) Karen: (nudging your throbbing erection) "Let's start with this – I want to see how long you can last while being tort

ured. George, grab that ice cube from the fridge and let's see how well our little pet can handle the cold." (George retrieves an ice cube from the nearby fridge, his eyes gleaming with anticipation as he watches you squirm in anticipation.) George: "Stay still, or else we might decide to skip this little game entirely." (You swallow hard, your heart pounding in your chest as you feel the cold tip of the ice cube pressing against your sensitive skin.) Karen: (teasing) "And don't forget to keep those puppy eyes on us, slave. We want to see every second of your discomfort." (With a trembling breath, you try to remain as still as possible while enduring the unbearable sensation of the free

zing ice against your balls, causing a wave of pain to wash over you. Your eyes water and you grit your teeth, desperate not to give them the satisfaction of hearing your distress.) Karen: (smirking) "Oh, look at our little doggy squirm! But keep it together, slave – we're not done with you yet." (She takes the ice cube from George, running it gently up and down your rock-hard cock.) George: (growling darkly) "Good boy – you're handling it well so far. But this is just the beginning." (Karen chuckles wickedly as she continues teasing you with the icy sensation, drawing out your agony with each slow stroke.) Karen: "Now, let me hear you beg for mercy, pet

. Please, mistress – it's too much, I can't take it anymore." (You whimper in pain and humiliation, your body trembling as you finally succumb to their cruel temptation.) Karen: (grinning) "Well, aren't we a good little pet when it comes to obeying our commands?" (George smirks, reaching down to stroke your sweat-soaked hair.) George: "That's right – always remember that we're in charge here. And if we decide to make you suffer, there's nothing you can do about it." (The thrill of submission courses through you, making your cock twitch despite the agony still lingering in your groin.) Karen: (leaning closer) "We might have a

special reward for you, if you can endure just a little bit more." (Your heart leaps at the prospect of something pleasurable after all that pain – but you know better than to let your guard down completely.) George: (nodding) "That's right, pet. If you can handle one more round of torture, we might consider easing your discomfort." (Karen nods, her eyes gleaming with anticipation as she prepares to apply another bout of torment.) Karen: "All right – on the count of three, you will bite down on this towel hard and hold it until I tell you otherwise. Are we clear, slave?" (You swallow hard, knowing what comes next could push you past your breaking point. But you also crave the promised reward.) K

are. Please, mistress – I'll do whatever it takes to earn your favor." (Karen smirks, impressed by your determination. She hands you a towel, and you grip it tightly between your teeth as she counts down.) Karen: "One… two… three!" (She slams the ice cube against your sensitive nipples, eliciting a high-pitched cry of pain that barely escapes through the towel.) George: (watching intently) "Good boy – keep it together for us, slave. We want to see how much you can take." (With each passing second, the pain becomes more unbearable, but you cling to the hope of a reward that may never come.) Karen: (stroking your sweat-soaked face) "

You're doing so well, pet. But we both know you'll need a little encouragement to keep going." (George nods in agreement, his eyes burning with excitement as he watches your struggle.) George: "That's right – let's see if a taste of what's to come will help distract you from the pain." (Karen leans in close, her warm breath brushing against your ear as she whispers softly.) Karen: "If you can make it through this, I promise I'll reward you with the sweetest sensation of all – my feet pressed against your face, crushing every last ounce of resistance from you." (Your heart races at the thought of feeling her beautiful feet on your skin, and you redouble your efforts to remain silent.) Karen:

"You're doing amazing, pet. Just a little longer, and I'll make sure you feel every inch of my power over you." (George steps closer, his erection pressing against your back as he reaches out to caress your tortured nipples.) George: "Look at her, boys – she's almost there. When we finally release her from this torment, she'll be all ours." (The promise of being claimed by both Karen and George sends shivers down your spine, but you can't let them see how much it affects you.) Karen: (pausing the ice cube briefly) "Almost done, pet. One more minute, and you'll have proved yourself worthy of our attention." (With renewed determination, you clamp down on the

towel, determined to endure whatever it takes.) (The room is filled with the sound of your labored breathing and the occasional gasp as the pain intensifies.) Karen: (stroking your sweat-dampened hair) "You're such a good pet, struggling through this torment. Almost there, sweetheart – just hold on." (George nods approval, his eyes burning with lust and dominance as he watches you fight for your release.) George: "That's it, baby – show us how much you want our touch. You'll be begging for more by the time we're done with you." (Finally, after what feels like an eternity, Karen sets aside the ice cube, releasing

you from your painful ordeal.) Karen: (smiling wickedly) "Well done, slave. You proved yourself worthy of our attention." (You collapse onto the floor, panting heavily as you desperately try to catch your breath.) George: (bending down to stroke your sweaty forehead) "You've earned your reward, pet – but remember, this is just the beginning." (Karen steps forward, offering her bare foot for you to worship.) Karen: "Feel my power, slave. Lick and kiss my beautiful feet until you can't take it anymore." (Without hesitation, you press your face into her soft skin, savoring every moment as she towers over

you.) Karen: (giggling softly) "Oh, you're such a good boy – now, let's see if you can handle

even more." (You suckle eagerly at her feet, the mix of pleasure and submission filling your every thought as she slides on a pair of open-toed shoes, anklet, and toe rings.) Karen: "Look at you – so desperate for my attention. You'll never be free of us now, slave." (George chuckles, running his hands through your hair while keeping close eye on both you and Karen.) George: "That's right – from this moment on, their life belongs to us. We can do whatever we want with them, whenever we please." (As Karen leads you away by a leash around your neck, you can't help but feel grateful for the pain that brought you both together.)

Karen: (laughing softly) "You're such a sweet and obedient pet – it's no wonder we chose you. We'll make sure to give you the attention and care you deserve, as long as you remain our loyal slave." (George wraps his arm around your shoulder, guiding you through the crowd with confidence.) George: "Now, tell us – what do you think about becoming our full-time pet? Would you like that, boy?" (Your heart races at the thought of being their constant companion, but there's one thing that still gnaws at you.) You: "Mistress Karen – I just have to ask… can I ever truly show you my gratitude in the most intimate way possible?" (Karen smiles seductively, her eyes locked

with yours.) Karen: "Ah, such a naughty thought – but I like it. You're brave to even ask, slave." (You hold your breath, waiting for her response with bated breath.) Karen: (teasingly) "But there's a catch – you have to prove yourself worthy. We want to see just how much you're willing to give up for the chance at our bodies." (George smirks, running his hand through your hair.) George: "Exactly – we need to see if you're serious about becoming our pet and lover. If you can handle everything we throw at you, then maybe…just maybe, we'll consider it." (With renewed determination, you nod in agreement, ready to do anything for the chance to be

with them.) You: "I understand, Mistress Karen. I'll do whatever it takes to prove my worthiness – please, just let me try." (Karen kisses your forehead softly, a smile playing at her lips as she agrees.) Karen: "Very well – we'll see how you fare in our games, slave. And who knows? If you impress us enough, we may just let you taste

the fruits of your labor." (George winks at you, the tension between you three becoming palpable.) George: "So, are you ready to take on the first challenge, boy? Or do you need a moment to collect yourself?" (You take a deep breath, resolving to face whatever comes your way with unwavering determination.) You: "I'm ready, Mistress Karen. Please, just tell me what I must do." (Karen's eyes sparkle as she prepares to give you your first task – one that

will test your endurance and obedience beyond anything you've ever experienced.) Karen: "Alright, slave – we want you to kneel here, in front of us, for the entire evening. No matter how tired or uncomfortable you become, you must remain on your knees without complaint." (You gulp, knowing that this would be no easy task – but you also know that it's crucial if you want any chance at their affection.) You: (whispering) "Yes, Mistress Karen – I understand. I'll do my best to complete this task, no matter what it takes." (As you settle into your kneeling position, Karen and George watch you with interest, already plotting the next step in your journey towards becoming their perfect pet.)