Chapter Eighteen
Jasmine
Mr. Dalton will be getting a phone call tonight. Therefore I water him well. It’s quite easy with his bridle making it impossible to breathe through his nose. Everything I introduce to his mouth he eagerly swallows so he can gulp air. I just have to train him not to spit anything out, which is quickly done. He is completely naked and bound and has learned that compliance to my whims avoids much pain.
I have him lie on a small stool in the center of the room. We change the position of severe bondage regularly. It keeps our patients off guard, provides entertainment for our young nurses and makes it interesting for me...seeing how I can truss the male in a manner that inaugurates the slowest buildup of agony.
So Mr. Dalton’s stomach rests on the stool some eight
