When Anna opened her eyes again, the world felt like a different place. In the time it took for the sun to go down, it felt like an eternity had passed instead. Every muscle in her body felt worn out and used as if she had been taken apart and put back together again. Her head hurt as she tried to think back to the memories of the day that had gone by. Stuck in the stocks with no way to escape, there had been nothing for her to do but lay there for hours while the machine thrusted a dildo into her backdoor. Her pussy had twitched nonstop the entire time, empty and frustrated while the machine kept her just before the edge without letting her spend. Feeling the wetness of her fluids on the inside of her thighs, Anna felt like her brain was about to shut down. Laying there upon the floor with her bottom still pushed up into the air, she wanted nothing more than to pass out.
By now, her backdoor was beyond abused and her clit stood stiff and swollen, peeking out at the top of her slit. Straining against the tight confines of the hood around it, she felt it throbbing below as it screamed out at her for attention. Despite the discomfort it caused her though, she had been right to have her anus punished instead of her clit. After hours of stimulation, she had lost count by now of the number of times she had been punished by the strap for clenching. If the stimulation had been placed on her clit instead, then Anna had zero doubts on whether she would have survived. The one silver lining to it all was that the orgasm suppression device in her womb had stayed silent the entire time. Every time she got close, the inevitable clench she let out caused the machine to spank her with the strap forcing her to cool back down. The pain hurt, but the blows that rained down on both her cheeks were enough to keep the danger of an orgasm down. The frustration of being teased for the entire day still remained but the feeling of having her orgasms suppressed was worse than anything else in the world. Even with the dildo vibrating in her backdoor, the slow burn she felt was still better than the awful sense of numbness she hated so much.
Only half aware of her surroundings, Anna almost didn't hear the door of the training room opening again as Eric walked inside. It was only when he turned the machine off and pulled the dildo out of her ass that she dared to think the punishment was at an end. As Eric released her from her bonds, her clit screamed out at her from between her legs and Anna moaned as she felt the wetness coating the inside of her thighs. Never in her life did she want to touch herself more than now. Barely had she considered it however before Eric slid her chastity belt back up around her waist. Turning the key, he locked it back shut. A heavy sense of hopelessness settled over her as Anna felt the familiar weight of the metal prison back around her waist.
"Master, please," begged Anna.
"Did I say you could speak, slave?" said Eric.
"I can't stand it anymore," begged Anna, "I want to cum."
Eric walked around to stand before her and Anna looked up in despair. Inside, she felt empty in more ways than one. The pride that had once drove her to fight back was long gone, discarded after an entire day of having a dildo slowly thrusting into her rear without relief. Through the dim haze of frustration in her brain, there was only one thing that Anna could think of now.
"You tried to run away," said Eric, "Why should I give you a reward after what you've done."
"Please Master, I learned my lesson," said Anna, "I won't do it again. Use me, punish me, do whatever you want but please just let me cum."
