This boy made the grave mistake of disappointing Miss Dayana with his lacklustre worship earlier in the day. To reflect on his failure, She left him waiting, nervous, helpless, and consumed with thoughts of how he could improve.

When Miss Dayana finally returns, it is not forgiveness She brings, but an opportunity for him to atone. She allows him to remove his chastity, but not for his own gratification. Instead, his cock and balls are laid bare for Her amusement. Stretched out like a rug beneath Her, he is reduced to nothing but an object for Her use and punishment.

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This boy made the grave mistake of disappointing Miss Dayana with his lacklustre worship earlier in the day. To reflect on his failure, She left him waiting, nervous, helpless, and consumed with thoughts of how he could improve.

When Miss Dayana finally returns, it is not forgiveness She brings, but an opportunity for him to atone. She allows him to remove his chastity, but not for his own gratification. Instead, his cock and balls are laid bare for Her amusement. Stretched out like a rug beneath Her, he is reduced to nothing but an object for Her use and punishment.

Miss Dayana wastes no time asserting Her authority. Her pantyhose-clad feet crush his body, Her sharp slaps and stomps landing with precision on his sensitive genitals. he squirms and whimpers, but there is no escape. The pain intensifies as She places Her foot firmly on his face, pressing down as a reminder of Her superiority. Each kiss he plants on Her feet is a desperate plea for mercy, but it is met instead with harder, sharper strikes to his tender, reddened balls.

This is the price of failing to properly appreciate the Goddess before him. By the end of his punishment, there is no doubt: his worship will be flawless from now on