Tales from the Asylum - File #1B (Patreon)

“Damn, he’s pretty noisy, even through the gag! Do you think he can handle the enema? I mean he just had one before!” Dana had just started working at the Bondage Asylum today, and so Akira, one of the more experienced nurses, had taken it upon her to show her around. All of this was strange to the newbie, but the Asylum paid good money she desperately needed for rent and tuition fees. So, she tried her best not be too shocked at the sight of tightly bound patients undergoing treatments whose actual benefit was at least questionable. This one seemed like a special case, though. Strapped to a chair and placed in the room where all the staff took their coffee breaks, the nurses used his immobile body as footrest while they fondled his locked-up cock and shoved their nylon-clad feet right under his nose. While everyone else was having a drink, he was just enjoying his second enema in a row, and he moaned and struggled alle the while.

“Oh, that’s Christian.”, Akira answered, “And I’m not quite sure if he can handle that. I’d say he’s got no choice, though. He came to us from Germany and has spent the past couple months in our caring hands. Didn’t put much on his commission form, wanted enema treatment, optional chastity and emphasized his obsession with female feet. He has no guardian, and he didn’t set a time limit or anything. I guess he just hoped we could cure his fetish, haha!” Dana took a sip from her coffee. “And how is that going?” Akira smiled. “Oh, you’ve got so much to learn! Well, a patient here is usually declared cured when their guardian says so, or their time limit is up or when the money they’re paying our services with stops coming in. Since the two options aren’t valid for this one and there’s been a constant stream of dollars to our account, he’s not going anywhere anytime soon!”

Dana was startled. This place seemed so much more extreme than she had pictured it beforehand. “But…” she started once again, “What do you do with him?” Christian groaned at that moment and she could not tell if it was from the pain of his cramping intestines or from the tingling feeling of the nurses’ soft nylon toes caressing his balls. “We’ve actually grown accustomed to him as our little foot slave! He’s getting nothing but pantyhosed feet into his face all the time. Nurse Melody said this might recondition his brain, so he stops to find it arousing. Well, his arousal does not seem to subside, quite the opposite. He has grown increasingly needy and desperate since we started the 24/7 sessions two months ago… Huh, might take some more time…” Akira emptied her own cup of tea while Dana stared at her in disbelief. “Are you telling me he’s been kept chaste for all that time while the whole staff kept teasing him with his ultimate fetish? That must be unbearable!” The other nurse just stood up and chuckled. “I know, right? Come on, there are some more weirdos in here I gotta show you!”