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As intended, for Douglas, time with me, offered the privilege of motion, gives rise to exhilaration. Serving me becomes a thrill, otherwise Douglas lies blindfolded and not only physically restrained but relieved of any desire to move by way of the sound activated p***s probe.
So when I return in the evening, the excitement, well repressed excitement, is evident.
I must be quiet until the electrical probe is turned off. And Douglas of course has learned the same, the slightest tinkling of a bell resulting in painful voltage where a boy prefers otherwise. But when I remove the blindfold, his eyes, about the only thing that can move without triggering a jolt, dance in admiration and gratitude, and I can tell humble words of appreciation are stifled as well.
It is a daily ritual and h
