The second procedure began at 2:47 a.m.
I had named the new compound the neutral sensitizer — a carefully balanced neural amplifier that heightened every sensation without accelerating healing or granting strength. Pain became sharper. Pleasure became unbearable. Touch, temperature, even the brush of air on skin turned into something overwhelming. It was neutral in its cruelty: it simply made him feel everything more while the calculated delay kept his body locked in strategic weakness.
Justin was already on his knees when I entered.
Thighs spread wide on the raised medical bed. Hands clasped behind his back. Spine straight despite the constant tremor running through every muscle. Sweat glistened on his golden skin under the low golden lights. His c**k hung heavy and flushed between his
