Mr. Mitchel's Day Off (Patreon)

Clive Mitchel was concerned, a state of mind the founder and CEO of the Bondage Asylum had rarely ever experienced. Ever since he had the idea to make a profit with weak-willed submissive men and women by keeping them locked away and charging them for the privilege, the whole project had been endangered by legal concerns. Now, when checking the latest numbers, Mitchel had discovered some inconsistencies. As always when things went downhill, he had called for his personal assistant Sienna. The slightly reserved ginger had taken a seat next to him on his comfy couch and endured his rant until eventually, he calmed down a little.

“I mean, if this blows up, we’re basically fucked twice”, he said. “First because there’s obviously more cells in use than we have paying patients which might raise suspicions about people being kept against their will. Second – and most importantly – their treatment isn’t paid for!” Sienna smiled at him and spoke in a soothing voice. “None of that is a problem. We can easily ‘produce’ files for everyone being treated here – and we can get their signature under very much everything when it comes to getting the bills paid. However, I agree that what you found is strange. Apparently, members of the staff keep patients for longer than they were originally scheduled for, or bring in patients that did not officially commit themselves…“

Mitchel nodded. “Yeah, I figured that out myself. I trusted you with the selection of staff. Now look at what you’ve done! No matter how you fix this, the issue needs further investigation. This is my institution and I can’t have anyone put its existence to risk by actions like those!” Sienna let her head sink a little, surprised and saddened by his attack. He stared into the room, thinking. “Damn it! We have to find the responsible nurses. You will find out who did this, you got me? Otherwise, you won’t only lose your job, but you’ll be the next one disappearing in those cells!” Sienna took a moment before answering. “Well, we clearly should not shout this situation from the rooftops. Neither future clients nor the staff should know about any investigations. I suggest we set a trap. We need someone trustworthy to be the bait, someone to commit…” He did not let her finish her sentence “I’ll do it myself!”, he said.

Sienna was startled. “Are you sure about that, boss?”, she asked. “Of course. I’m not sure who else to trust. Besides, I always wanted to try this thing out myself.” Sienna slowly nodded her head “It would be of utmost importance that no member of the staff knows anything about this plan”, she said, “Since we cannot tell who’s responsible for this, everyone is a suspect. Even the most trustworthy nurse might tell her friends about the big boss spending some time here, and our mysterious evildoer would refrain from taking any actions.” Mitchel smiled. “Yeah, sure. I’ve already thought about that. I’ll need a disguise. I check in under an alias, as someone without any connections, someone who would not be missed should he not come back. The ideal victim! I’ll sign up for a weekend and I’ll choose some of the more pleasurable treatments. Should nothing happen, at least I have an awesome stay! You make sure the newest and most inexperienced nurse has the shift when I arrive. Someone who hasn’t seen my face around here before. That way, I’ll get into the Asylum as a regular patient. You track everything happening to me, and if any significant changes to my treatment are made, we got our convict!” Sienna stood up from the couch and straightened her skirt. “That’s an excellent idea, boss! I’ll get everything ready!”

A few days later, Mitchel had gotten committed under the name of John Holmes, scheduled for a weekend-long stay at the masturbation ward. No punishments or other unpleasant treatments were booked, and the Asylum’s CEO was looking forward to a sexual adventure to get away from his stressful everyday job. On his commission form, he had made it absolutely clear he wanted to stay anonymous and Vanessa, a young nurse in training, was the only one present at his ‘check-in’. He had gotten into a latex suit and she had expertly strapped him to a chair, his hands rendered useless by a pair of leather fist mitts.

“Fuck!”, Mitchel grunted, “You’ve already made me so horny, I’m ready to blow it! What about I pay you a little extra, you get down on your knees and suck my cock until I fill your throat with all the cum I got? Come one babe, I need a good blow now!” Vanessa, who had already lost parts of her uniform during the restraining process, smiled and seductively rested her perfect body on his thigh. “Oh, you’re very upfront”, she said, barely hiding an ironic connotation “I bet girls like that! Would you really want me to go down on you now and spoil all the fun you’re about to have?” He would have eagerly nodded had the neck corset not prevented it. “Hell yes! Get me off with your dirty mouth, bitch!”

The young nurse looked down on his twitching cock, precum dripping down the shaft. “Sorry, I am not allowed to! The masturbation ward is the only place within the Asylum where patients are allowed to have orgasms. It’s just teasing everywhere else!” Their eyes met and her smile told him she was not the least bit sorry. Mitchel aggressively pulled on his bindings “You better do what I tell you, girl! I’ve booked the orgasm package and I wanna cum now, so you better be swallowing my load in a few minutes or I’ll file a complaint the second I get out of this place!” Vanessa stood up without showing any reaction to his threat. “Of course, you can do that, sir”, she said, “I’m just stickingto the procedures. So, I guess I’ll get you ready for further treatment so you’re soon gonna get what you signed up for!”

Despite his protests, Mitchel was then sealed into a latex hood and muzzled, leaving only his eyes exposed. After Vanessa had left him, three other nurses released his arms from the chair, only to instantly put a straitjacket onto him. Securely buckled up and unrecognizable, he was transferred to the basement area. It was at that moment he realized something went wrong. This was not where the masturbation ward was. This place was reserved for ‘special cases’ only, patients who wanted or needed to be put into isolation and punished. It’s happening!, he thought, They’ve messed with my treatment plan! They’re so screwed! 

But before he could exact his revenge, he had to undergo the horrible predicament they had set up for him. Unable to resist, Mitchel was strapped down in a kneeling position, held up by several straps and his neck corset fastened to a pole. The whole arrangement was set up so it was uncomfortable to be in, yet impossible for Mitchel to accidentally strangle himself. His cock had lost its enthusiasm in the meantime, so it was easy for the nurses to fit it with a chastity device. Then came the hoses. One went directly into his anus, another one got shoved through the pee hole of the chastity cage all the way up his urethra. The last one was connected to his gag, and instantly his mouth was flooded with a disgustingly tasting thick liquid, further silencing his angry grunts. One of the nurses pushed a button somewhere on a machine behind him, then the three of them left him alone without even looking back.

The following hours were a nightmare. The machine constantly kept pumping the rancid goo down his throat while it filled both his bladder and his colon with another liquid, causing his intestines to painfully cramp as he howled in his gag. Every now and then, it would allow him a brief rest while a built-in vibrator inside the chastity cage gently teased his cock head. It was never enough to make him come, but it got him very close before it stopped and the fillings started again. He didn’t know how much time he spent like that, his pain and frustration slowly turning into immeasurable rage. Finally, the door opened and Sienna entered the room.

The assistant looked absolutely pleased when she spotted her boss. Her heels clicking on the sterile floor, she slowly circled him while his hateful eyes followed her every step. When she got behind him, he felt the muzzle loosen its grip. A second later, she had freed him from the hood as well. “Why did that take you so long?!”, he shouted at her, “What the fuck happened? Did you need hours to notice something went wrong?” Sienna quickly pulled a chair close to her bound boss and sat down next to him. “No, of course not”, she said very calmly “I instantly saw it on my screen when this machine was switched on, and since there were no incoming patients scheduled for today, I guessed it could only be you. I just had some important phone calls to do and I was in a couple meetings before I could come down.” Mitchel just starred at her, his face as dark and grim as the night. “You’re kidding, right?” His voice was menacing, even in the state he was in.

“Oh boss, I had to step in for you, there were important issues to discuss! Anyway, now I’m here and can inform you on what went on around here. Apparently, there is not one specific nurse violating the protocols. It’s rather like, every new nurse you did not personally hire has some… very mischievous traits. Or, to put it differently, the character profile I had in mind when hiring all the new staff is that of a merciless, unempathetic psycho! It’s literally like letting the patients become the wardens! Honestly, a lot of them should better be locked up inside here with you!” Mitchel was speechless. What was she talking about? Sienna continued uninterrupted “Ironically, the girl you ended up with is actually one of the nicer nurses. You must have really pissed her off, cause she’s scheduled you for this enema and forced feeding treatment. Did you ask her for a blowjob? Because that might explain why she has you being fed with all the spunk from the masturbation ward, amongst other nasty liquids!” His eyes widening, he was about the throw up, trying to catch his breath.

“I think she wanted you to have that swallowing experience for yourself. Also, instead of being milked over at the masturbation ward, you’re now marked to be kept permanently chaste, with no orgasm allowed, like, ever!” Mitchel slowly regained his composure. He was out of his mind, wildly screaming now “Jesus Christ, I’m gonna kill that cunt! Now get me the fuck out of this! I never authorized any of these treatments, I never gave my okay to your hiring policy! You overstepped your powers!” Sienna smiled at the furious man “I only did what you were too busy for, micro-managing your Asylum…” “Shut the fuck up and release me! And you will make up for suggesting this shit to me in the first place! You know what? My cock needs a good sucking after this shit and you’ll be the one to provide it, if you want to keep that job of yours!” She finally stood up and walked around him.

Suddenly, Mitchel felt the hood pulled back over his head “What are you doing?”, he yelled, “Put this fucking thing of me!” Unable to even shake his head due to the neck corset, the hood came back on freely. “You are so fucking dead if you put that thing back into – MMMPPPHHHH!!!” Sienna fastened the muzzle almost as quickly as she had removed it before, rendering him unable to produce anything but muffled gurgling sounds as the machine started pumping again. Sienna got back in front of him. “You still have trouble to understand the situation you’re in, haven’t you?”, she asked, staring directly into his hate-filled eyes.

“You are all snug, tightly bound and kept on the lowest level of this institution. You’re nicely hooded and muzzled, absolutely anonymous to everyone working here. Nobody will recognize you while they’re continuing to hold you trapped down here. Which, as your nurse has decided, will be for an indefinite amount of time. You’re here under false identity. No one knows about this plan of yours, I am your only back up.” Mitchel coldly stared at his assistant, breathing heavily with anger. “I know you wrote those emails to your lawyer, to another nurse you trust, to a friend. Telling them about what you were about to do, so that under no circumstances you’d end up like this. Well, boss, since I’m your personal assistant, you gave me access to all of your mail accounts once, so you didn’t have to deal with that anymore. I’ve read your mails. And I blocked them.” Suddenly, the hate in Mitchel’s eyes was replaced with something different… confusion… then terror.

“That’s right”, she continued “All of your calls for help remained unheard. Nobody knows what happened to you except for me. There is no way out and nothing you can do. So, think about this: I could free you know, with all the consequences. Or I could just do nothing and become your permanent replacement at the Asylum. What will I likely do?” Another outburst of rage made Mitchel’s whole body shake in its restraints as he fought them like a wild animal. Sienna smiled. “Yeah, I guess I just keep you here, stored away and helpless. Just another patient at your own institution while I run the Asylum for you.” She turned and walked towards the door. “I love that look of hate and terror on your face, by the way! I’ll think of your impotent rage when I make myself cum in your office later! Enjoy your fillings, boss!”