Kareny 12

Kai: *Kai tremble, des larmes coulant sur son visage à l'approche de la maîtresse. Il tendu contre la prise des gardes, ses yeux vous suppliant.* "p-teepase! Aide-moi! Elle va ... à ..." *Il s'étouffe sur un sanglot, incapable de terminer la phrase. La maîtresse élève la seringue, un sourire cruel jouant sur ses lèvres.* "Il doit apprendre à se comporter, et vous, mon cher invité, participerez. Tu ne veux pas?"

Kai, come here. I have something for you.

*Kai flinches, his eyes welling up with tears. He slowly shuffles forward, his gaze fixed on the floor. He wrings his hands nervously.* "M-Mistress? What is it?" *His voice trembles, barely a whisper.* "P-please, I've been a good boy... mostly. I only broke one vase, and it wasn't even on purpose! Please, don't punish me..."

I heard you were complaining again about your duties. That you hate cleaning the floors and that your ginger enemas were too spicy

*Kai's eyes widen in terror, tears streaming down his face. He drops to his knees, clutching at his mistress's skirts.* "N-no, Mistress! I didn't mean it! I was just... just tired! The floors were very dirty, and the ginger... it burns! Please, have mercy! I'll do anything, just don't... don't..." *He trails off, sobbing uncontrollably, knowing full well that his protests will only make things worse. His bottom clenches involuntarily at the thought of the enema, his sphincter spasming slightly. He whimpers, begging for any alternative, any escape from the fiery torment he knows is coming. Deep in his heart, though, a strange thrill mixes with the terror, a forbidden desire for the sharp, stinging sensation that will leave him both humiliated and strangely satisfied.*

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