Chapter Sixteen
Full & Final Enclosure
The process went on and on!
The breast cups were the next portions to be added to my enclosure and they would be employed to torment and discipline me terribly in the long years of my ‘correction’ to come. I first became aware that these terrible things were to be fitted when rubber gloved hands smoothed more of the cool gel all over my pendulous, blood inflated flesh, massaging it thoroughly into the bulging and vulnerable mounds, then a second later, the interior rubber cup of the first large bullet-shaped cone was pressed upward over my right breast, forcing the blood engorged flesh deeply inside, having to pass through another smaller, wide rubber collar. At the apex of the cup was a four cm diameter opening I wasn’t immediately aware of unt
