Day Twenty-Three
“Now just be careful, Roberto. If you fall, it will be very difficult to prop you back up.”
Karen adjusts the table so that the casket is standing upright and nearly vertical. The nose leash is released and a longer length of leather is attached to the short chain hanging at Roberto’s chest. Miss Karen hands it to a gushing Joey.
The arm and leg pipes are released from the short chains within the enclosure. Over the past three weeks rarely have all four limbs been simultaneously freed to move, though the knees and elbows remain encumbered in PVC.
As trained, Roberto’s p***s stands in Miss Karen’s presence. The mental stimulation of exiting the casket seems to add to its firmness.
‘I’ll be free!’ an exuberant Roberto thinks to himself.
“Come. Out you go.”
Miss Karen
