Chapter Eight
Feeding Time
All donors having been slowly and inextricably drained of sperm, it becomes feeding time. A kitchen worker rolls in a cart brimming with mush filled bowls. I know such to be laden with protein, carbohydrates... and hormones. Once again I envision a Midwestern cattle feeding operation, though our donors are far from being steers.
My castrates know to carefully sort through the feed, each container marked with a donor number, the contents made to recipe. Yes, each donor receives a prescribed and well measured portion of sustenance blended to his nutritional needs, the calorie level scientifically determined to replace that expended while idling in bondage, the abundant hormones assuring our helpless males continue to ooze sperm like a leaky faucet.
Having been
