Chapter Fourteen
The Process Continues
There was no s****l relief to be found that night. Although I spent some time trying to move my concentration from the aches and pains, I could still taste the rubber that had set in my mouth and still smell the aromatic scent of it, even though my nose was now completely blocked off. Also, I flexed the muscles between my legs and my internal musculature, moving the plug that occupied my v****a, but still my brain refused me any arousal.
My sleep was broken often, as my troubled mind fought to contend with the bodily torments I was suffering and it was the worst night I had spent since my father had left me in the care of Frau Baxter. I was thankful when morning came, although I knew it would likely bring me yet more misery. This next mornings wak
