I instinctively flinch as I hear the distant clicks of the womans heels as she walks over to my bed. “How did you enjoy your first month in this machine?” She asks. Of course, I am unable to answer, as the dildo gag in my mouth does not allow me to speak.
“You see?” The woman says. “It really isn’t so bad, is it? I think you’re now sufficiently broken for me to start our training.” She steps closer, her heels ringing intimidatingly on the cement floor. She runs her hands down the outside of my latex encased chest until she reaches the tube with my cock inside. I struggle lightly against my bonds as she teases me like this.
“This must be so brutal for you, to have your cock stuffed into a machine that edges you but never lets you cum. That young piece of meat must be in pain by now. Does it hurt?”