Chapter Fifty Eight
Sunday
Once again in expecting a visitor, I dress in my nurse’s uniform, projecting a clinical aura of care and concern as Christy lies in sensory deprivation. Since Friday evening she has stiffened and softened my p***s in timely reaction to the prompts. When a wrist is freed it moves not despite the temptation of a good firm erection begging for attention after nearly a year of chastity.
My conditioning firmly implanted, Christy is mentally neutered.
With Ms. Montaigne’s relentless training, the stretching has brought limberness rarely accomplished in a male physique. I therefore take advantage and rather than utilize standard four point restraint I have Christy in an extreme decubitus position, feet overhead, ankles widely parted. The position facilitates the cl
