The afternoon continued, but for me, time ceased to have meaning. I was immersed in the role assigned to me, each command and each laughter echoing in my mind like a melody that dragged me further and farther away from who I once was. I knew that, at some point, I had crossed the line, but it no longer mattered. The humiliation I felt was nothing more than a tool to satisfy my master, to earn his approval. I had become what he desired, and that gave me a strange sense of power.

"It's enough for now," my master finally said, getting up from the sun lounger. His tone was relaxed, almost casual, as if the public humiliation he had just orchestrated was just a routine.

I remained on my knees in front of him, my breath agitated from the physical and mental effort. The whispers and laughter of the men around me began to dissipate, but the looks persisted, fixed on me, evaluating my submission.

"You have shown your loyalty," he continued, his fingers gently stroking my hair as if I were an obedient pet, "But you know there is always more to learn. This was only the beginning."

I felt the weight of his words, a new threshold of expectations that I had to meet. As I slowly stood up, my legs trembling, not only from fatigue but from the mix of emotions running through me. I knew the afternoon was not over. I knew there would be more tests, more challenges. My body was marked by the limits he had set, but my mind... my mind was lost in the constant swing between the desire to please him and the need to find myself again.

We headed inside the resort, where the atmosphere changed drastically. The buzz of the pool was left behind, and what awaited me in the private rooms was a completely different scenario. We walked in silence, and each step I took was a confirmation of how far I was willing to go.

"I have a surprise for you," my master said upon reaching the door of the suite, "I want you to understand what it means to completely surrender your will. And this will be your next test."

The door opened, revealing an elegant room, much more luxurious than any other part of the resort we had been in. In the center of the room was a black leather chair, and next to it, a low table with a series of objects that I couldn't quite distinguish at first sight. But what really caught my attention was the person waiting in the room: a man with a serene and controlled appearance, with a barely perceptible smile.

"He will be your guide today," my master announced, pointing to the man, "He is someone who knows exactly what you need to reach the next level. You will do everything he asks, without hesitation. Understood?"

The knot in my stomach tightened as I heard his words. I knew my master would not let me leave this new test without passing it. However, this time it wasn't him who had direct control. He had brought someone else, someone I didn't know, to continue pushing my limits.

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