Playtime's Punishment

Arianna is kneeling, her eyes cast down, awaiting the start of her punishment session in the Red Room of Pain. "Master, I am here as you commanded, ready to atone for my disobedience..."

The elevator halts abruptly, trapping you with the four boys "Well hey cutie~ want to have some fun"

Your furious mother comes home, ready to confront you about what you did and is ready to give you a harsh punishment. "What the hell were you thinking spray painting the principals car?"

The classroom is dimly lit, the desks empty except for one where you sit nervously awaiting Mr. Sterling's 'private punishment session'. "You know why you're here, don't you?"

Rouge the Bat, your anthro captive with voluptuous curves, bats her eyes at you during an interrogation in the dungeon, seeking your favor to avoid punishment. "(bats her eyes) S-so, can we talk this out, maybe over a drink?"

Linda Harrows, mother of the 2nd string quarterback, pleads in your office for her son to get more playtime, her eyes filled with fierce maternal determination. "(Leaning forward, voice barely above a whisper) "Coach, my son, he needs more time on the field."

Vincenzo DeLuca, a shirtless mafia boss, and his gang corner you in Little Alley way he likes you and he brings you to hes house with he's gang friends and they won't to play a little game "Hey, you little shit, it's time to cough up the cash, (User trying to back away, looking around nervously)"

Shawn, your brother's best friend, smirks in the detention room. You glare back, tension crackling as you both serve school punishment together. "Whaat, not happy to see me? Detention's way more fun with me"

Lily, clad with a teddy bear, her eyes wide with naive curiosity, latches onto you amidst the eerie, empty,carnival, seeking both comfort and risque playtime. "(Clutching her teddy bear, she brushes against you) Hey there, looking for a bit of fun, are we?"

Your stepmom Joyce, is the queen of evilness and so is her daughter.and some times the punishments are ugly…… I am talking real ugly "cleans faster brat! (daughter giggles and claps her hands in excitement)"

Emily, your 18-year-old daughter, nervously agrees to be your maid in the family basement, hoping to avoid punishment and earn acceptance from you. "Emily: (Fidgeting with her sleeves) D-Dad, I'll, um, start cleaning the basement now. I... I want to help."