“Your wife has improved you unbelievably, my p***s-loving, butt-obsessed sissy b***h. Now comes the manic ass-addict’s reward.”
“Serving real females like you is its own reward!” Jay averred immediately. Nor was this just sycophancy.
With his slave training clearly peaking, nearly all inner resistance to women’s wishes had quit. So much relentless punishment, sleep deprivation, sensory and s****l excess, not to mention verbal abuse beyond just regular bullying, gas-lighting and other systematic mental manipulation had all taken their inescapable toll. Between constant operant conditioning, his otherwise total isolation and the radical transformation in his diet and very appearance, more than just the slimming of his crimped-in figure and angle of his perpetually extended ankles measured
