Ziva Fey and I had plans to spend the day relaxing by the pool, but when I step outside to test the water, it s freezing. Of course, she forgot to turn the pool heater on like she was supposed to, and now she has to face the consequences. In our world, a forgotten task doesn’t go unpunished. Ziva knows exactly what she signed up for—this is her agreed-upon fate. When she slacks off, she gets the punishment she deserves. And today? That punishment is belly and cunt busting. She lays back, taking every blow from me like the obedient girl she is. I drive my fists into her soft stomach, watching her twitch and gasp, making sure she feels every ounce of accountability I’m dishing out. Then, I bring the focus to her cunt—because when she forgets what she’s supposed to do, I remind her in a way she’ll never forget. Blow after blow, she takes it all with clenched fists and determined eyes, trying to prove herself—but the punishment keeps coming. She’s squirming, gasping, and by the end of it a
