Chapter Twenty-Seven
Dr. Corrothers
Mr. Dalton has been with us for some six weeks. With the steady injections of Thorazine, being forced to work under the whip hand of Luana, hours and hours of severe bondage, the random and debilitating electro stimulation, mentally he is not much more than putty.
Jasmine has him lying blindfolded on his back, wrists secured over his head, legs straight up towards the ceiling and parted to form a wide ‘V’. She tightened everything to the point that he cannot move an inch. And one can recognize her touch, so to speak, by the smaller cords...restraining and stretching the scrotum and his tongue. And the tension on each restraint is impressive. She is very strong and without compunction in tormenting the male.
To ensure his hours and hours of discomfort
