TapedGaggedBoy

Correctional medicine

Most hospitals now have wards to treat male slaves when they become too unwell to work , or if the injuries sustained during punishment require medical attention. The female doctors and nurses will ensure that your slave is returned to you, as good as new.

You won't have to retrain your slave after having a cushy time in hospital because the female doctors and nurses will ensure he is subjugated to a harsh regime. They can provide particularly cruel and unusual maintenance punishments on request.

There have been unconfirmed reports of correctional nurses using slaves's mouths as a toilet, but this anecdotal testimony from slaves who are probably talking about their own perverted fantasies.

Training!

I've been losing track of time recently - been very busy at work, traveling and we've doing some renovations to our home... One person who never loses track of time, however... a locked male.

For the first time in a while I asked him how long since he was last unlocked. I had genuinely forgotten, assuming it was in our usual 2-3 week window. "9 weeks," he said. I nodded.

I am impressed. One of my major rules about this whole thing is that he can't talk about it - especially when it comes to timelines, release dates etc. This is on my terms. He's become very disciplined about that, as hard (pun) as that must be for him. I have not been neglecting him, of course - nearly nightly there is some form of touch or sexual play. I often hold his nub and balls in my hand and marvel how full / tights / smooth / neat they are. But this time I had simply forgotten the 'release' part.

I few weeks back he gave me one of the best oral orgasms of my life, and I told him that I might keep him locked longer as "the training is clearly working". I think this sent his sexual energy into overdrive. I often know this is the case when he spends extra time at the gym or goes on longer runs / cycles.

Well, last night he was unlocked for a surprise release. I did some nipple teasing and told him to hold the headboard until I told him otherwise. While unlocking the cage, his breathing increased intensely, and before I even removed it fully, he had a ruined release right there in the cage. No skin contact, no erection, no 'orgasm'. He didn't ask, and I hadn't given him permission, so I literally just pushed the cage back on and re-locked his nub.

He sighed, and I smiled. "The training is definitely working," I told him.

It is!

There is something uniquely horrible and humiliating about the pressure of a foot, a reminder of just how far below a human she is. Her existence revolves around being belittled, denigrated by human feet: acting as a footrest for whomever gives the order, crushed to the floor by heels of boots on a whim, forced to polish their boots with her muzzle at a snap of the fingers, forced to sniff and mewl at their bare sweaty feet on command. She is never allowed to raise her head, never allowed to take more than one folded limb off the floor while out of her cage. She screams, struggles, fights every new humiliation, but they have her in their control, and she can only growl in frustration as they take their leave, throw her a bunch of keys just to watch her try to get at them with her useless limbs.

Leather skirt Thursday wasn’t a well known office tradition. But you’re firmly here for it.

Goddess needs her fun

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