Chapter Seven
More Reminiscence
One by one, the first set of donors are drained. My castrates collect and deliver the Petri dishes and I quickly seal the contents in freezable pouches, marking each with the donor’s number. Then I weigh and record, noting that without command the obedient cadre of caregivers each moves to another donor where the process repeats.
Watching the mammoth p*****s grow renews thoughts of my internship... and Johnny of course, our wounded one time miscreant transformed into groveling onanist under Nurse Blackmore’s exacting tutelage.
Such later became mine... my tutelage.
“Always keep them guessing,” Nurse Blackmore advises in exiting patient Johnny’s hospital room.
Yes, on the second visit, Johnny’s deportment was deemed worthy of a full hand job, slowly br
