Chapter Fifteen
Jahn is able to sit on the bidet easier than Lotus since his ankles are not chained. Once again I have to ensure he is balanced. I remove the leash, bend slightly from the waist and lift the tiny p***s. As described, there is a series of rings piercing the underside of the short phallus. The one nearest the tip has attached at the bottom a loop of gold thrusting forward than bending back in a curve where it enters the urethra.
Whatever is attached to it obviously not only inhibits tumescence but always makes urination impossible.
When my left hand gently holds the appendage and the fingers of my right begin to slide out the curious gold insertion, Jahn winces and then cries out. I continue working, after years of managing the Spa I am anything but sympathetic to the disc
