By Taurus
Part 24 – “The Many Facets of Pleasure”
It was day 314, and James was due for a pleasure session, having skipped the one due on day 284 because of Russell’s work with the director. What this session entailed, he did not know, apart from the fact that it will most definitely not involve any sort of sexual release.
The pleasure sessions have never involved him cumming, and the two times he was close, he was explicitly denied by his master.
There was no reason to believe today was any different, then. Spiritual pleasure, as opposed to physical pleasure it was.
Russell started off the day very standardly, helping James out of his fist mitts, allowing him to brush his teeth and lather on sunscreen for what would be a morning workout after a drink of a protein shake and more water. However, where normally his mitts would not come back on until after lunch, new ones came back on before he even left the cell in his typical attire of a blindfold, bit gag, collar and leash.
James was led to the sand track on all fours, to the place where he had walked laps pulling a rickshaw for most of the past year. There, his blindfold and gag were removed in the infield – as opposed to in the shade per the normal routine, and his hypersensitive eyes were assaulted by the desert sun.
The light comes on, the cell door swings open, another day of hell begins after another miserable night in sweaty leathers with butt plug torment. A single skinhead steps in and says, “Fag prisoner #5, get your butt over the squat toilet and present your ass.” Jake crawls on hands and knees, chains rattling, over the dirt floor and waits by the pit. The skinhead unlocks and removes jakes’s muzzle and the crotch strap from the harness, unzips his butt access and proceeds with the enema.
