4 ~ Punishment Room

If there was a better cage than this, it would have been better but here I am stuck in one that’s like a prison within a prison. The cold bars of this cage only reminded me of how hard I had fallen in just a day. 

My ass cheeks were still paining me from the spanking at the council meeting, my skin tender and marked with fading handprints, while the plug was still inside me, a constant pressure that made sitting or shifting agony. 

I had thought of removing the plug from my hole but I couldn’t. I was trapped. I don’t know what he will...