I'm really sorry that I broke the rules, sir.
I know you only give them to me for my own good.
You make the rules to make me better behaved.
I need to follow them better.
I know I need to be a good girl, not a bad girl anymore.
I know I can do better.
What's the best way to punish me, sir?
Please, please I need to learn.
Please master, I know you know what's best.
I'll do anything to make up for it.
I want to be better.
I want to be a good girl for you, master, please.
You want me to be naked in public, to undo my ego.
The embarrassment would certainly work, I think.
Walking around naked in private wouldn't make any sense.
Everyone will make fun of me, they'll, they'll stare at me.
They'll think I'm a whore, or a slut, or that I'm trashy, or crazy.
They'll think worse of me for sure, and that'll put me in my place.
Okay, I'll, I'll strip now.
There, I'm, it's all gone.
I'm ready to be publicly shamed.
Let's go, master.
I'm ready for everyone to stare at me.
I'm ready for everyone to look at me and for me to know that I am a lowly, lowly little slut.
Just for you.
I need to know that so that I can be good.
So that I can be good for you.
And I want to be, I want to be good for you.
I'll be good.
I'll let everyone look, I won't, I won't try and hide anything.
I'll, you, you can even make it worse.
You can, you can write something on me.
Write that I'm a dirty whore, or a slut, or you can, or you can come on my face.
And I can walk around like that.
That'll work.
That'll work.
Please.
I want, I need, I need to be punished.
Master, I need to learn my place.
I need to be good for you.
I will be good for you.
Come on.