The Lust of Black and Gloss

After the busy April convention, I hadn’t played with Shigure for a while, and lately, she’s been quite rebellious, often ignoring my commands. So, I decided to take this opportunity to discipline her.
It just so happened that Shigure received a temperature-changing SP riding crop from Meiling’s shop during the convention. The crop’s paddle changes upon contact during whipping, which is quite interesting.
What a perfect coincidence—tools she brought back herself are only fitting to be used on her.
So, on this day, I made her act as a puppy for the entire day. I was determined to train her properly: disobedience would earn her a beating, and not being enticing enough would also earn her a beating.
I dressed Shigure in a sheer black bodysuit and a glossy patent leather swimsuit, paired with shiny patent leather gloves and stockings—a dream for gloss enthusiasts. On her head was a microporous latex hood. To prevent her from making too much noise when whipped, I lifted her hood and sealed her mouth with expanding foam tape.
The foam tape from Qianzhi K is already very secure, and combined with the tight fit of the microporous hood, Shigure could only respond to my commands with muffled whimpers.
So, I gave her the first command: squat like a puppy and get herself aroused.
Shigure isn’t good at self-arousal, which was part of my plan. After she fumbled for a bit, I began whipping her for not being enthusiastic enough.
The first lash caught her off guard, striking the inside of her thigh. Shigure jolted and let out a wail like a siren going off.
The cat-claw paddle of the crop was filled with solid material, making it more painful than a regular leather paddle. Shigure isn’t very resilient to pain, so as I whipped her while she rubbed herself and cried out in agony, I found it quite satisfying, increasing the force of the lashes.
It didn’t take long before Shigure was whipped to tears, crying like a child.
I switched her to a puppy crawling position and put a glossy patent leather dog hood on her, making her look even more striking.
While playing with the puppy’s backside—sometimes using a vibrating toy, sometimes whipping her—I instructed her to keep herself aroused.
For the second part, I switched her to a pinhole hood, which Shigure had rated as the most uncomfortable.
I ordered the puppy to start serving me, with the same rule: lack of effort would result in a whipping.
As expected, her performance wasn’t satisfactory, so I added a ball gag over the pinhole hood. The gag pressed against her teeth, blocking most of the pinholes, making her breathing increasingly difficult.
Satisfied, I lay back and let the breath-restricted puppy serve me. To catch her breath, the puppy finally put in real effort, but the more active she was, the harder it was to breathe. Occasionally, she whimpered pleas for mercy through the gag.
I was thoroughly pleased, so I removed her ball gag to give her a slight reprieve. She was sensible enough to rest only briefly before continuing to serve me.
At this point, Shigure the puppy had been thoroughly tamed, so I decided to give her a reward—though there were still a few tasks before that.
I had her change into a coated Zentai suit since the earlier swimsuit and sheer bodysuit didn’t have an open crotch.
Then, I tied her to the birthing chair, using tape to bind her head to the backrest, leaving only her mouth free to breathe.
I inserted Coyote’s internal device into her, sealed her mouth with tape, and activated the Coyote program.
The internal electric shocks were intense, causing Shigure’s waist to arch as she was zapped, all while her mouth and nose were sealed.
Each time her screams peaked, I tore off the tape to “rescue” her. When she finally got air, her breathing became even more frantic.
In this state, with her mouth and nose completely sealed, she was still being whipped. I wanted to test how loud she could scream with her airways blocked. After whipping, I unzipped her crotch to give her the long-awaited direct vibration reward—though her mouth was intermittently sealed again during the process.
After several rounds of complete sealing, Shigure’s screams grew louder, and I started to find them tiresome. When I tore off the tape, I didn’t let her catch her breath fully; instead, I inserted my fingers into her mouth to stop her loud cries. After she caught her breath, I sealed her mouth again.
The final sealing pushed Shigure to her limit, and she struggled desperately. When I tore off the tape, she gasped for air with a sobbing voice—she was crying again, having cried multiple times that day.
But this was what she craved. Her recent rebelliousness was probably just to provoke me into making her cry.