The Cardinal's Sentence 2 (additional scene) (Patreon)

The captain stood in front of him and looked down on the shivering man with a satisfied smile. “I need to tell you a secret, Cardinal”, she said in totally calm manner, “This machine will milk you absolutely dry. It will not rest; it won’t show mercy and its calibrated, so you don’t stand a chance in resisting it. In a few hours, when this container is filled with your cum, most of your life essence will be drained from your body. Then we’ll send you on the last journey. As I promised, today is your last day inside the institution!” Under Gutierrez horrified muffled screams, the other two wardens attacked his vulnerable sides once more with their frantically tickling fingers. He begged and pleaded with them to stop, but they were as merciless as the machine, robbing him of load after load of his sperm. With each forced ejaculation, he grew weaker.

After hours of milking and tickle torture, Gutierrez just wanted to perish. The pump’s tank had filled considerably, much to the captain’s delight. “I think he’s ready”, whispered Clara, “Time for the bag!” Gutierrez was too exhausted to fight any more. He just sat there while the two wardens slipped a plastic bag over his head and fastened it with a strap around his neck. His breathing quickened as the machine worked him further towards climax. “You will love this!”, cheered the captain, “The lack of oxygen will enable you to have the best orgasm of your life! Just a pity it’s also your last! Enjoy it, Cardinal. Just one last thing: you might be glad your torture has come to an end. But Hell is yet to come!”