By Mister-X / Spartan
When I awoke the next morning, I was noticing the smell of my body. It was the seventh day since I’d arrived here, and I hadn’t washed. Despite this, I was feeling a little better about myself. I figured I’d worked off the two demerits, and I had been able to withstand some awfully extreme bondage and punishment. Those were what I’d paid to go through, though I hadn’t expected them to be this severe. But a frustration was that I hadn’t been able to cum with that chastity device on. I wondered whether it would ever be removed during my stay here.