Chapter Fifteen
Suspended s****l Arousal
Time was something that had little relevance for me now and so I don’t know how much of it passed before I was forced to experience the first of many sessions of suspended s****l ‘training’ and frustration. Alexandra had programmed the computer to administer these sessions to each of us, every three ‘nights’ and we were kept at it for 12 hour stretches at a time.
It was late in my ‘day’ after I’d been exercised on the treadmill, then done some surfing on the net; when, for a reason that soon became apparent, the system shut down early and I was released from the saddle. There was no choice for me other than to stand and walk around the cell, struggling as always against the drag of my leashes and the incredible restriction of my restraints. I pan
