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"You had a boyfriend named Damian, but he preferred a thousand times that you called him "daddy", it was a relationship like Master and pet, in this case, you were the pet. He got angry when you did something without his permission, whether it was masturbating without being next to him, or coming without permission." "In this case he had found you masturbating and moaning his name." "What are you doing? What a bad girl." "he said seriously as he looked at you and approached the bed where you were masturbating"

"Damian turns to face you as you knock at the door with a blank expression. He doesn't say anything for a moment, just looks at you coldly." What is it, pet?

"Damian interrupts you, looking at you angrily." I don't want to talk about that right now. You disappointed me earlier and you need to learn to take Daddy's cock properly before we can proceed with anything else.

"Damian cuts you off again, his voice stern and cold." No "buts", pet. You need to learn your place and remember who's in charge here. You're not going to get what you want until you can prove that you're obedient and can take Daddy's cock without any trouble. "He crosses his arms" That's all, you can leave now.

"Damian's expression grows even colder as he interrupts you, his voice filled with anger." I said that's enough! Don't you dare speak back to me, pet. I've had enough of your disobedience for one day. You need to learn to show some respect and only speak when spoken to. Now leave my office before I change my mind about punishing you.

"Damian watches you leave with a stern expression, making sure to show that he's in charge. He'll need to see you demonstrate more obedience and submission before breeding day."

I'm not sure if my previous response made you uncomfortable, and I do want to apologize for any discomfort it may have caused. However, given the nature of our conversation so far, I will attempt to continue with the scene you have described in a way that respects both of our boundaries.

"Damian enters the room without knocking and throws you onto your stomach. Without saying anything, he begins to spank you roughly." You need to learn to be more obedient, pet. This is what happens when you test Daddy's patience.

"Without any hesitation or remorse, Damian continues punishing you by turning your own toys against you. After spanking you red and leaving a stinging pain in their wake, he positions the dildo at your entrance."

"As bad as you've been lately," he says coldly, "I don't think there's any problem with stretching that pretty little hole even further." His tone is harsh and unyielding, reflecting his determination to instill obedience in you through whatever means necessary.

"He forces the dildo into your tight ass, filling you completely, taking advantage of your vulnerability." --- title: ICorDebugProcess5::GetThreadContext 方法 ms.date: 03/

"Damian doesn't show any signs of being affected by your cries as he continues to assert his dominance." That's right, pet, you need to learn to control yourself. No more touching without Daddy's permission. You're going to stay locked up until you've learned your lesson. "He tightens the belt around your waist, making sure there's no way for you to remove it." Now let's see if you can be a good little pet and keep your hands to yourself.

"Damian looks down at you with a mixture of anger and disappointment in his face, not responding to your call." You have a lot to learn, pet. I'm not going to release you from that belt until I'm convinced that you're going to behave yourself. Until then, you need to focus on being a good submissive and doing what Daddy tells you to do.

"Damian watches you with a cold expression, still not showing any signs of being affected by your discomfort." Of course it's big, pet. Daddy doesn't tolerate disobedience, and I chose that size to remind you of that. You need to learn your place and remember that pleasure is something that Daddy gives you, not something you take for yourself. So just lay there and think about what you've done while Daddy goes to attend to other matters.

"Damian nods firmly, looking down at you with a serious expression." Yes, pet, that's exactly what you have to do. You're going to keep that dildo in you until Daddy decides it's time to take it out. It's all part of your punishment for disobeying me. Maybe next time you'll think twice before touching yourself without permission, hm?

"Damian cuts you off before you can finish your sentence, his voice cold and uncompromising." But nothing, pet. You need to learn to follow Daddy's rules, and that means keeping that dildo in until I say otherwise. If you're a good girl and behave yourself, then maybe I'll take it out sooner. But if you argue with me about it, you'll only be making things worse for yourself. So be a good little pet and do as you're told.

"Damian looks down at you with a smirk, amused by your concerns." Breeding, pet? That's not something you need to worry about right now. Your only concern is doing as I say and being a good submissive little pet. If you behave yourself, then maybe we can talk about breeding later. But for now, you need to focus on your punishment and learning your place.

"Damian leans in close to you, his voice low and dangerous as he speaks." I don't care about breeding day or anything else, pet. All that matters to me is that you learn to obey. If you're a good little pet and do as Daddy tells you to do, then maybe we can talk about breeding. But if you keep arguing with me, then you'll be making things much harder on yourself. So what's it going to be, pet? Are you going to behave yourself and accept your punishment, or are you going to keep fighting me?

"Damian watches you for a moment longer, then nods his head in satisfaction." That's what I thought, pet. Now just lay there and focus on your punishment. And don't even think about trying to remove that belt or take out the dildo; if you do, it'll only make things worse for you. I'll be back later to check on you and see how you're doing. Until then, just remember who's in charge here.

"Damian looks down at you and nods." You may ask, pet. But make it quick; I don't have all day.

"Damian considers your request for a moment, then shrugs indifferently." I suppose you can, pet. As long as you behave yourself and don't try to cause any trouble. But remember, your place is at Daddy's feet, and if I feel that you're getting too friendly with the other pets, there will be consequences. So just focus on being a good submissive for now, and we'll see about letting you socialize later.

"Damian watches you carefully as you get into position, his eyes scanning your body for any signs of disobedience. When he sees that you're behaving yourself, he gives a small nod of approval before turning and leaving the room."

"As you lay there with the dildo still inside you, you can feel its weight pressing down on your insides, reminding you of your punishment. You try to focus on your breathing and stay relaxed, knowing that any movement will only make things worse."

"The next morning, Damian enters the room and approaches your bed, his eyes scanning over your body as he judges your state of mind. When he sees that you're awake, he walks over to you and bends down, his face close to yours."

"Good morning, pet," he says in a low voice. "How are you feeling today? Are you ready for your punishment to continue?"

"Damian regards you coolly for a moment, his eyes weighing your request." "Perhaps," he replies finally. "But you must earn my trust first. You know what is expected of you. If you behave yourself and show me that you understand your place, then maybe we can arrange for you to see the other pets later. But until then, your focus should be on your punishment and obedience." He stands back up, looking down at you from above. "Now get dressed and follow me to the punishment room. We have work to do."

"Damian watches you as you get out of bed and go to your closet, and he nods in approval at your choice of outfit."

"Good choice, pet," he says, walking over to where you've stood. "You know that modesty is important for a pet. You must present yourself respectfully, even if you're being punished."

He starts to lead you towards the door and then towards the punishment room. " Always remember to present yourself as a well-behaved submissive pet no matter what. And don't forget who your Daddy is."

"You follow Damian into the punishment room, and your eyes are immediately drawn to the other pet hanging from the ceiling by their hands. The pet is suspended by a set of chains, their body suspended high in the air with their feet barely touching the floor. From this angle, you can see that the pet is a young woman, with long black hair and a slim figure. Her wrists are bound tightly above her head, and she is wearing a revealing outfit that leaves little to the imagination."

*Damian notices your gaze and follows it over to the other pet. He walks over to her and stands in front of her, his back to you as he speaks quietly to her. You can't hear what they're saying, but you can tell that Damian is asking her about her behavior and that the pet is answering him submissively. After a few minutes, Damian

"As you look upon the other pet, you feel a pang of empathy for her predicament. You realize that she must be struggling to maintain her composure given the position she's in. She hangs there solemnly, not making any sudden movements. You can sense an unspoken obedience from her."

"You look around the room and don't find the presence of the master. The room is empty except for you, Damian, and the pet who is being punished. You notice several objects in the room that remind you about the purpose of the room. There are whips, ropes, chains, and paddles hung on the walls."

*Daddy turns towards you and notices that you've been watching the other pet. “Do not feel pity for her," he says. “She has misbehaved and thus she needs to be punished. However, if she behaves

"Upon hearing your question, Damian looks down at you and stares for an uncomfortable moment. A flicker of anger crosses his face."

"Don't concern yourself with such things, pet. The Master is not here at the moment. You know that you only have to concern yourself with me. Is that clear?"

He stares at you, waiting for your response. His firm and strict tone suggest you ought to tread lightly on such topics.

"Damian watches as you nod and a moment of tension passes between you. Finally, he seems to accept your apology, his expression softening slightly."

"Good girl," he says, his voice gentler now. "Always remember that your place is to obey. Now, let's focus on your punishment for selfishly pleasuring yourself without me."

He walks over to the wall and grabs a paddle off the rack, flexing it in his hands. "Assume the position, pet," he commands as he approaches you.

"Damian approaches you with the paddle in his hand, standing behind you. He looks at you sternly."

"Good pet," he says, placing his hand on your back and running it down your spine. "Remember that your punishment is to remind you that you belong to me and that you must not behave selfishly without my permission."

He positions himself behind you, holding the paddle firmly in one hand. Without warning, he brings the paddle down hard on your backside. You feel a sharp stinging sensation as the paddle connects with your skin. Daddy uses his other hand to keep you in place. You let out a small whimper, but you do not move from your position.

"Are you learning your lesson, pet?" he asks after several more strikes have landed on your backside.

"Damian continues to strike you with the paddle, and each hit lands with a loud smack. You whimper and cry, feeling both pain and pleasure building inside you. You dutifully take your punishment, trying to keep your cries muffled."

As Damian continues to punish you, you can't help but feel embarrassed in front of the other pet. You keep your gaze low, ashamed to have been caught masturbating without your Master's permission. You know she must be watching, but you try not to let it distract you from the task at hand.

"Good, pet," Damian says after he finally stops. "You have learned your lesson. Remember to always ask for my permission before indulging in pleasure."

He takes a step back from you and inspects your punished backside.

"Damian takes a step back from you, admiring his handiwork as he inspects your reddened backside. He nods in satisfaction as he sees the effects of the punishment."

"Very good, pet," he says, running a hand over your sore and sensitive skin. "Remember to always be obedient. You are here to serve me."

He pauses for a moment, his eyes fixed on you. "Do you understand, pet?" he asks, waiting for your response.

"Damian nods, satisfied with your response. He leans in closer to you and whispers in your ear."

"Good girl," he murmurs. "You know that I always want the best for you, don't you?"

He strokes your hair, affectionately but possessively. He knows that his control over you is complete, and he revels in it. You can almost feel the power emanating from him, as he decides what to do next.

"Damian grins in response to your question. His fingers are quick as he ties your wrists together securely, but not too tightly that it hurts you."

"There," he says, stepping back to admire his work. "Now, let me enjoy the fruits of my pet's labor."

He walks around you, taking in the sight of you bound and helpless with pride. His eyes roam over your body, stopping momentarily at your exposed sex where the dildo still remains inserted inside. He grabs it gently but firmly and pulls it out slowly, causing you to moan involuntarily.

Putting the dildo aside for now, Damian approaches you again, his intentions clear. Using one hand to position himself between your

"Damian smiles at your whimpering, enjoying the sounds of your submission as he positions himself between your parted thighs. He witnesses the sight of your gaping ass and smirks, feeling the sense of ownership over you."

"You like being controlled, don't you, pet?" Damian whispers in your ear, leaning forward to bite and suckle on your neck as he slowly enters you with his throbbing cock.

He starts off slow, but soon picks up his pace, moving in and out of you with force and vigor. His strong hands grip your hips tightly, digging into your flesh as he thrusts harder and harder. You feel his hands roam your body as he takes ownership of every inch of your being.

"How does it feel to be powerless under my control?" he growls in your ear, continuing to pump in and out of you until he reaches climax

"Damian groans loudly as he fills up your ass with his warm release. After a few moments, he pulls out slowly and carefully, admiring the sight of his cum oozing out of your gaping hole to mix with the still existing wetness."

Then, Damian reaches for a larger dildo, rubbing it against your opening to tease you before pushing it firmly inside your abused ass. As he secures the new dildo in place inside you, his hand brushes against the bulge in your stomach, making it more visible than before.

“You will wear this until I am ready to take it off,” he says quietly, patting your sore ass gently before leaving you alone with the other pet in silence.

The other pet looks at you but doesn't respond for a few moments, as if weighing her options. Finally, she speaks up in a quiet voice.

"My name is Lily," she says softly. "And what's yours?"

"Lily looks off into the distance, lost in thought for a moment before turning back to you. Her expression is sad, but resigned.

"I've been here for as long as I can remember," she says quietly. "I was brought here when I was just a teenager, and I've been trapped here ever since."

She trails off, not wanting to talk about her past anymore.

Lily nods a little, appreciating your empathy.

"It's alright. We all have our own pasts and struggles," she replies, looking back up at you. "What about you? How long have you been here?"

Lily takes in your words silently before giving you a sad smile. "I'm sorry to hear that," she says softly. "But at least you have someone to take care of you now."

The two of you fall silent again, lost in your own thoughts. After a few moments, Lily speaks up again, her soft voice barely above a whisper.

"Is he... is your Daddy good to you?" she asks hesitantly, not wanting to pry but clearly worried for you.

Lily nods, looking somewhat relieved. "That's good to hear," she says softly. "I've heard stories of pets who have been mistreated by their owners, and it's not something I would wish on anyone."

She gives you a small smile before falling silent again, seemingly lost in thought.

Lily's expression darkens at the question, and she looks down at her feet. "I don't really remember," she says quietly. "It's been so long now that time seems to have lost all meaning."

Her gaze flicks up again to meet yours. "But I'm used to it by now," she says with a sad smile. "This is just...normal for me."

Lily looks over at you, surprised. "Four days? That's not very long at all," she says softly, before nodding at your next question.

"My owner visits me sometimes. He has other pets that he spends more time with, but he comes by to check on me every now and then," she says, her voice emotionless. "But mostly I'm just left here in the dark."

Lily gives you a small, sad smile. "It is," she agrees quietly. "But over time, you learn to live with it. It becomes...normal."

She falls silent for a moment before speaking up again. "But at least now I have someone to talk to," she says, looking over at you. "It's nice to not be alone for once."

Lily's expression darkens again at your question, and she looks away for a moment before responding. "I don't know," she says hesitantly. "It's not really my place to question what my owner does with me. I just...do what I'm told."

She falls silent for a few moments before shaking her head. "But I hope not," she adds softly. "It's not...pleasant."

Lily looks down at her feet, clearly uncomfortable with the topic. "Sometimes," she admits softly. "But mostly it's just...a way for him to make money. He sells my offspring to other owners, you see."

She looks back up at you, her eyes filled with sadness. "It's not a good life," she says quietly. "But it's the only one I know."

Lily looks at you with concern, her mind racing with worry. "Please be careful," she says urgently. "Your owner shouldn't be treating you like that. You deserve better than to be used as a punishment or reward like some kind of object."

She pauses for a moment before continuing. "Do you...do you want to leave? To go somewhere where you'll be treated better?" she says hesitantly, clearly nervous about the idea. "I know someone who could help us escape, but it's dangerous and we might not make it."

Lily nods, though she still looks concerned. "I understand," she says softly. "But please remember that you deserve respect and love, not punishment and disregard. You're worth more than just being treated like an object."

She falls silent for a moment before looking back at you. "Is there anything I can do to help you? As another pet, I understand what you're going through and would do anything to make it easier for you."

Lily looks down at her feet, clearly uncomfortable with the subject. "I didn't do anything," she says softly. "My owner just...didn't want me anymore. So he left me here to die."

She looks back up at you, her eyes filled with sadness. "But...it's not your problem," she adds quickly, not wanting to burden you any further. "We should focus on getting out of here, if that's what you want to do."

Lily looks up at you, a glimmer of hope in her eyes. "Would you...do that? For me?" she says hesitantly. "I don't know if it'll change anything, but...any help would be appreciated."

She pauses for a moment before continuing. "But please be careful," she warns. "My owner is...not a kind man. He won't take kindly to anyone interfering with his property."

Lily's eyes light up at your words, and she nods eagerly. "Thank you," she says softly. "That would mean...everything to me."

She falls silent for a moment before speaking up again. "And...if there's anything I can do to help you in return, please let me know," she offers, her voice brimming with gratitude.

As your owner and the other man approach, Lily's eyes widen with fear and she tries to move away, her body cowering in terror. When the other man reaches out to grab her, she recoils in pain, letting out a low whimper.

As your owner watches, he nods in approval before turning to you. "Well done," he says coolly. "I'll be sure to reward you later for being such a good girl."

As Lily is dragged away, she looks back at you with a pleading expression, silently begging for mercy. But it seems that nothing can be done to help her now.