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Ewan nodded. Part of the appeal of the facility was how strict they were with their bondage. It matched his own love of restraint, and his slave was already used to long nights in a sleep sack or days spent suspended in rope and leather.
It probably wasn’t used to the months of restraint it had spent at the facility, hour after hour stretching into a living hell of being unable to move or twitch a finger, unable to turn its head or blink, as it was taught to flex its cock to beg for attention.
At most it could make its asshole twitch for attention, but Ewan was sure the facility had a punishment for that.
“A typical greeting,” Rogers continued. “Is two bobs and then holding the cock as stiffly upright as it can manage. This keeps the muscles flexed and taut, and keeps the slave in discomfort until its greeting is returned or acknowledged.”