Restraint device (please rate)

This post was last edited by Nine-Tailed Sky Roc on 2019-11-3 00:21.

The woman slowly removed the restraints from her body.
"Do you know what to do next?"
"Yes, just remove the blindfold, then we'll put on a show for him to see, and wait for him to take the bait."
"Okay, I'll go out now."
"Did you put that thing on him?"
"It's on his hands and feet, don't worry."
A woman walked out of the basement.
"Then let's remove the blindfold and other things from his eyes."
??? Thoughts: Slowly, I can see things.
Suddenly, a woman burst in, looking very panicked. Her words sounded like the police had come to investigate. She hurriedly said a few words to the other two women, who also became very nervous and rushed out of the basement, leaving only the person who could move freely but couldn't see or hear inside.
The man stood frozen for a moment, then, after a moment's thought, suddenly realized what was happening. He scrambled through the sponge floor towards the door as fast as he could, trying to escape. Just as he reached the door, his limbs exploded with a series of loud cracking sounds. Instantly, four airbag-like structures appeared on his limbs, inflating rapidly until they lifted him completely off the ground. The man struggled desperately, but with no foothold and the 5-centimeter-thick sponge floor, he couldn't even crawl. Then, accompanied by the sound of high heels, the women entered the basement, chatting and laughing.
“Hey, this is such a bad way to lure him into doing something wrong.”
“Didn’t you say you wanted to try out the newly made punishment props? That’s why I did this.”
“This inflatable device you designed to prevent him from escaping is really good. Install invisible infrared beams at the door. As soon as he crawls to the door, if any one of the four devices on his hands and feet touches the infrared beam, his hands and feet will automatically and quickly inflate. After inflating, his hands and feet will become four big balloons, and he will be completely unable to move.”
After the three women removed the four balloon-like items, they slowly helped him to the bathroom, and then fixed him in a spread-eagle position. They removed the rest of his equipment, only gagged him, leaving the handballs on. One of the women brought several cold, wet towels.
“Use these to cover his body so that his skin contracts from the cold. I’ll get that thing.”
After saying that, the two women slowly wrapped his body with the cold, wet towels piece by piece. His entire body, except for his head, handballs, groin, buttocks, and feet, was covered with white towels.
Approaching the women beside him, he could see their attire clearly. Both were wearing thick, one-piece cotton suits and cotton masks, obscuring their faces, but they appeared to be very young. They were both short, only about 1.5 to 1.6 meters tall, a stark contrast to his own 1.95 meters.
A moment later, one of the women brought in a flesh-colored, one-piece-like garment. Holding it up, she said,
"Look, this is made with the latest nanotechnology, based on the sharkskin suit worn by Olympic swimming champion Michael Phelps."
He examined the garment closely; its surface had very fine tubular patterns. It was as thin as paper.
"Here, let's put it on you first,"
the three women said, removing the chains and locks from his feet and slowly pulling the one-piece up from his feet. Although he had previously used cold towels to tighten his skin, putting on the garment was still very difficult, requiring several breaks along the way.
"Why is it so hard to put on?"
"Could something be wrong?"
"No, don't worry. This is like his second skin. It's hard to put on, but once it's on, you can't take it off unless you cut it with a knife."
"Come on, give it your all, keep putting it on."
After nearly an hour, with the three women exerting tremendous effort, they finally managed to put the skin on him. Looking
him up and down, except for his head, arms, feet, crotch, and buttocks, his entire body was completely covered by this strange skin.
The woman gently touched the skin she had just put on, saying,
"Doesn't it feel like you're not wearing anything after you put it on? Hehe, that's the power of technology. It's just like your real skin, it won't make you feel uncomfortable."
She then pointed to two small holes on his shoulders.
"These are the water inlet and outlet. Water can enter through these and stay inside your skin. This skin is very waterproof, it won't leak out and wet your other clothes."
He looked at the skin with suspicion.
“Don’t worry,”
the woman gently tapped his bald head with her finger.
“Don’t worry, this skin has specially designed channels so your sweat can evaporate and drain very well.”
“Hehe, look at the back,”
one woman said, pointing towards his buttocks while covering her face with a mask.
“He looks like a child, wearing open-crotch pants.”
“Hahahahahahahahahaha,”
all three women laughed in unison.
“Alright, let’s take him to bed. We’re going to do the first step of sealing him up.”
The three women unfastened the chains on their hands and, one in each hand, gently helped him to the bed.
They took two rectangular wooden locks, walked over, and separated one of the locks by removing two pins from the wider side, using two women, each with one foot, placing their foot into one of the semi-circular holes. Then they pressed the other half of the semi-circular hole onto their foot and locked it with the pins. His legs were now spread apart and fixed in a V-shape, unable to close.
The woman attached two chains to the footlocks, securing them to the two bed frames placed under the bed.
"The inside of the round holes has a soft layer of sponge and silk sewn together, so your feet won't touch the wood. Therefore, you won't feel uncomfortable."
She then took another rectangular wooden lock with three round holes. She slowly raised her hands to head level, securing her head and hands in the same way. Now she looked like an ancient convict, her hands, feet, and head immobilized by the rectangular wooden planks.
"Alright, to teach you a lesson you won't forget, we're going to start a new restraint program. Just like the first time, we'll proceed from the bottom up. We'll explain every step, every piece of equipment and tool used to restrain you. These were all custom-made to your body size and specially manufactured in the United States."

"You need to realize the seriousness of your actions. Trying to escape angers us, so we're punishing you for three months. During these three months, we hope you'll reflect on your actions and not do anything to hurt us again, understand?"
After saying this, the three women brought things in from outside the basement door. There were clumps of clothing-like items, a large bundle of ropes and chains, several white plates containing metallic-looking solid objects, several welding torches and welding masks, and finally, two women carrying a large ball.
*Whew* The woman wiped her sweat.
"Hehe, there are many more items this time than last time. I guarantee it will give you a completely new experience."
"Alright, let's begin. It'll take a long time, but we're both free today."
"Before we start, let me install the ultra-low current stimulation system for you."
She then applied round pieces of tape to his nipples, neck, armpits, the inside of his elbows, groin, lower part of his penis, the middle of his genitals, the sides of his anus, and the soles of his feet. Each piece of tape contained a tiny wire.
After finishing, the woman sat on the edge of the bed and took out two thin tubes, waving them in front of him
. "Look at these two tubes, they're for your penis. They're much thinner than your catheter. So, including the catheter, you'll have three tubes at your urethra. As for what they're for, I'll keep you in suspense until you're completely sealed."
Upon hearing this, whether protesting against having anything added to his penis or out of fear of pain, he struggled violently.
"When I'm unclogging it for you, you won't feel anything,"
the woman said, gently stroking her smooth forehead. Then she got up and walked to his penis, put on sterilized plastic gloves, and slowly straightened it. She then gently pinched the tip, making the opening widen again. She nodded to the two women, who then began to slowly insert two tubes soaked in lubricant into the catheter from both ends. When they were inserted to a certain depth, they saw a mark on the tubes that was almost submerged in the tip.
"Okay, it's installed." The two women exchanged glances and said,
"Alright, put the stainless steel penis controller and chastity belt on him."
The woman took the stainless steel penis controller and put it on while saying,
"You'll be wearing this for a long time. After all, we need to control your desires so we can control you better. If you behave well, we'll reward you with release, letting you use it to serve the three of us."
With a few clicks, the stainless steel penis controller had firmly locked the penis, which was forced to hang its head, looking listless. Three tubes were inserted into the urethra, the thickest of which was dripping pale yellow liquid into the urine collection bag.
"I'll keep the key," the woman said, hanging the key on her necklace.
Next, the woman turned to lie on her side and began to take out the chastity belt to put it on.
“After our prolonged anal dilation, we believe your sphincter muscles are no longer functioning properly. If we remove the tube from your anus, you will become incontinent.”
An angry glare pierced the three women.
The woman locked her chastity belt and hung the key around her neck again.
“Oh, right, there are adult diapers,” the woman exclaimed
, taking a large adult diaper from the cabinet and cutting a hole in the front and back with scissors.
“Put this on him; I’m afraid that if he has diarrhea, the stool will leak out too quickly.”
The scene looked comical: a robust man lying naked on the bed wearing a baby diaper.
The woman went to the cabinet beside the bed, opened a drawer, took out a pile of small items, placed them on a white surgical tray, and presented them to him like a dish.
Upon seeing them, he recognized ten familiar finger cots and was horrified, recalling the unforgettable scene. These ten evil finger cots permanently forced her hands into a clenched fist, turning her two hands into two cotton balls. Whenever she tried to resist, all she could do was rub her fingertips together.
"These are toe cots, just like the finger cots. Their length and thickness perfectly match the toes on your left and right feet. They're all cotton and very absorbent. Each one has a tightening device at the top and bottom. Here, let me put them on you so you can experience it."
Her feet began to struggle, their soles flailing wildly, trying to hinder the woman's actions.
The woman pressed her struggling feet onto the bed, one hand holding the sole and the other firmly with both hands, while the other spread her toes, slipped the cots on, locked the top and bottom clasps, and then pulled on them to make sure they were secure and couldn't be pulled out. Then she put on another one.
In a short while, all ten toes were covered with finger cots.
“Besides that, each toe cap has a row of tiny holes. We’ll thread very strong, fine cotton thread through them, then through the holes on the other toe, and tie a knot. Once all the threads are threaded and tightly bound, your ten toes will be tightly connected and inseparable,” the woman laughed.
Two women held down the legs and feet, gripping the soles and heels. The woman tying the threads, wearing surgical gloves, used thread pliers to bind the ten toes together firmly, like stitching up an injured foot.
"Hehe, the toe part isn't over yet. Our goal is to make you completely forget you even have toes. To permanently deprive you of the ability to move your toes. Now take a look at this, this is a one-piece toe sleeve I designed for you, shaped like the toe of a stocking, a semi-oval shape. The outer layer is a sturdy stainless steel layer, wearing this will keep your toes always straight, but you won't feel uncomfortable because the inside is soft, sweat-absorbing cotton. This toe sleeve has permanently sealed buckles on both sides. We'll drip molten steel into the buckles, and it'll be finished after it cools and sets. In addition, there are two fixing straps on each side of this toe sleeve. I'll put a cotton ankle ring on the sole of your foot near your heel. The four fixing straps will be straightened and fixed on it, tied in a knot, get ready to say goodbye to your toes." Then two
women firmly held the legs and feet, and began to put the one-piece toe sleeve on the five toes of one foot. The four restraint straps converged on the cotton ankle ring on the sole of the foot, tied in a knot and locked. After a puff of smoke, it meant her toes were permanently locked inside the one-piece toe covers. Never to be opened again. Finally, the woman released her legs as if a great weight had been lifted from her shoulders. Only her ankles could move; her feet remained straight and parallel, trembling slightly.
"Haha, it works very well. No matter how hard he tries to move his feet, they just stay stiff and trembling."
While she was still immersed in the grief of permanently losing the ability to move her toes, she hadn't noticed that the wooden boards securing her feet had been removed.
"Because we need to fold your feet, we won't be putting on the cotton foot covers and cotton leg bindings."
Then the woman folded her thighs and legs in half and bound them tightly with several leather straps. She then took out two triangular cotton covers from a bundle of clothing-like material.
"This is a triangular lower body restraint set to completely cover your thighs and calves. It's blue and made of silk satin filled with natural cotton. The slit in the middle is secured with three layers: a tightening strap, snaps, and a zipper. The top has a buckle that will fasten to the cotton-padded jacket you'll be wearing later. It definitely won't fall off because of your kicking."
She then slowly lifted his folded leg and slipped the triangular lower body restraint set over his knees. After putting it on, she tightened it securely on both sides with the tightening straps, then zipped it up, and finally snapped it all on with the snaps.
The woman went forward and removed the wooden boards binding his head and hands. She said to the other two women, "It's not very secure right now. You two quickly bring him that cotton-padded jacket to put on, otherwise his kicking and moving around could easily cause the triangular restraint set to slip off."
"Okay, okay, we'll go right now," the two women quickly rummaged through the cotton-like material and pulled out a blue sleeveless round-necked cotton-padded jacket, rushing it over.
"Let me show you as I help you put it on. This cotton-padded jacket is a modified version of the red romper you wore last time. It's also 5 centimeters thick. Because we need to fold your arms, we removed the ball-shaped glove section, making it sleeveless. It's a pound lighter. The opening is at the back, with a zipper. When fully zipped up, it's locked with a hidden lock. I still have the key." As she finished speaking, she had already put the jacket on. Because it had been worn before, the women worked quickly and efficiently. Soon, the woman who kept the key had another key on her chest.

"There are more tools later, so the collar has been changed to a round neck design. Similarly, the lower front of the garment also has a whole piece of cotton that goes through your crotch, around your hips, and down to your lower back, where it engages with the snaps at the back of the garment, locking it in place with a hidden fastener."
Before the woman finished speaking, the other two had already put on the cotton-padded jackets and fastened the snaps on the triangular lower body restraints they had worn earlier, along with the special snaps on the front and back of the cotton-padded jackets. The hidden fasteners firmly locked the cotton-padded jackets and the triangular restraints together as one unit.
"Wow, you two, you did it faster than I told you!"
"Hehe, we're also constantly improving, aren't we?" the other two women said.
Their lower bodies and legs had been transformed into two triangular objects, moving around as if they had been amputated.
"Okay, now we'll use screwdrivers and other tools to remove the cotton gloves from his hands."
She slowly laid the boxing gloves flat on the bed, and several women used short-handled screwdrivers to pry open the snaps on the gloves.
"We used screwdrivers and other tools to forcibly break the snaps on the cotton gloves and remove them. The purpose isn't to free your hands, you need to understand, but to more perfectly seal your palms."
With a few metallic snapping sounds, the cotton gloves were removed from his hands, and finally, he saw his hands again, hands he would never see again in his life. A surge of excitement welled up inside him.
"We discovered a flaw in our method of sealing your palms: your fingers can rub against each other, which we cannot tolerate. We originally wanted to give you new finger cots, like toe cots, where the spaces between your fingers could be tied tightly with thin cotton string. However, we found that the snaps on the old finger cots were permanently locked, and we couldn't open them either, so we had to find another way."
She produced two transparent objects as if by magic.
"Look, these are fist-shaped rubber gloves. This solves the problem. They're custom-made to fit your fist shape, a size larger than your fist. First, put them on your fist and lock them on the cotton glove band. Then, see, each rubber glove has a small hole fastened with a button? We'll open the buttons and fill the holes with low-temperature candle wax. Once it's full, we'll fasten the buttons. After it cools, your fist will become solid. Then, you can try rubbing your fingers, hahaha."
Two fist-shaped gloves, each a size larger than a clenched fist, were placed over the clenched fist. The restraints at the base were gathered into the cotton glove band, and then the buttons on the small holes on the gloves were opened with two clicks. Each person slowly poured low-temperature candle wax into the gloves, one hand at a time. As the low-temperature candle wax increased, the fist inside the transparent gloves gradually became invisible, revealing two milky-white palms with a white, gelatinous substance flowing inside.
"Alright, it's full, and the buttons are fastened. Now hurry up and do some finger-rubbing exercises, haha, because this is your last chance to move your fingers in your life. Cherish this time, hurry up and move, once the candle cools down, you'll have no chance at all."
He glared angrily at the woman. As time passed, the candle outside his fingers grew colder and colder, almost solidified. He was extremely anxious and wanted to hit the cotton bed to slow the candle's sealing, but the woman stopped him.
"Hey... that's not good, naughty. Put on your cotton gloves. Without the gloves, you always have some inappropriate thoughts."
Before the candle had completely cooled, two brand-new cotton gloves were put on him and locked with a hidden lock.
After putting on the gloves, he felt the candle had completely cooled down, and his palms were now completely solid. He couldn't even rub his fingers together when he was bored. Looking at his two round handballs, he shook his head helplessly.
The woman took out many cotton ropes, giving each person a dozen or so.
"Alright, the lower body is done, let's move on to the upper body."
She then helped the person up into a kneeling position, folded their hands behind their back, and crossed their forearms parallel to each other, tightly binding them with cotton rope, circle after circle. After binding, only the neatly bound cotton rope was visible on the forearms, with only the two handballs sticking out.
"Okay, then you...you...and that,"
the woman gestured to the other two women to continue binding. First, a cotton ring was placed around the neck; the outer side was made of steel with many small holes for securing it, while the inner side was made of cotton and silk, so it wouldn't cause discomfort. Then, the cotton rope was passed through the securing holes on the back of the cotton ball at the neck, pulled down, and tied tightly at the forearm. Finally, the remaining dozen or so cotton ropes were wrapped around the upper arm and pulled towards the chest, then around the chest and back to the upper arm, and so on. This continued until both upper arms and the chest were covered with cotton rope.
"Finally finished," the woman said, wiping away sweat.
With his hands folded and firmly tied behind his back, the man reluctantly knelt and bent over, his whole body trembling with effort. Large beads of sweat streamed down his bald head. After a while, he collapsed onto the bed with a thud, his chest heaving as he gasped for breath. His eyes were filled with disappointment.
"How was it? You used every ounce of strength you had," the woman said with a smile, wiping the sweat from his bald head.
"You two can move that cotton ball over now,"
she said, as the two women laboriously rolled a large cotton ball over
. Upon seeing it, they were startled and nearly rolled off the bed. Unfortunately, only his two triangular, amputated legs could move. Even so, they wriggled and rolled, struggling to escape.
The woman chuckled, pressing one hand against her back and the other against her bald head, saying,
“This large cotton ball is to seal your entire body except for your head. Because your head will be further treated, it will protrude from the top of the cotton ball. The entire cotton ball can be disassembled into three parts. The outside is sewn with silk, and the inside is filled entirely with cotton and sponge, making it extremely substantial. The seams are made of steel to prevent any strange thoughts from arising. We will use a welding torch to seal them. The hemispherical base at the bottom can be disassembled; it is made of plastic and sponge. The plastic base is to allow you to rock 360 degrees, like a roly-poly toy. This is to prevent you from becoming dulled from being sealed for a long time and to keep you alert. After removing the base, the remaining part can be separated into two halves.”
After speaking, the two women had already disassembled the cotton ball and brought the two hemispherical parts to the bed.
"Alright, then please enter the ball, hehe," the woman said, stroking her bald head with a smile.
She then slowly and gently pushed her back forward, gradually changing her kneeling posture to one where she was face down and back up. With a soft "plop," she lost her balance and fell into the hemispherical cotton ball. The woman quickly pressed her body into the grooves within the hemisphere, placing her head outside, and then pressing her feet into the two triangular grooves at the bottom. After completing the front half, she covered her back with the other half of the hemisphere. The whole process was accompanied by protests of "Ooh ooh! Ooh ooh!!" but the woman ignored them, slowly straightening the ball. Her head was then moved from the front to the top. The two women knelt in front of and behind the spherical ball enclosing their bodies, at the head and foot of the bed, respectively, pressing the ball tightly towards each other. The other woman put on a protective mask and began welding the ball from both sides of her body with a welding torch. After welding both sides, the two women slowly pushed the ball forward again and moved their heads forward from above. With several blinding flashes and desperate cries, their bodies were completely sealed inside the cotton ball.
Now, except for the head, buttocks, and genitals, which were still exposed, the rest of the body was encased in a cotton ball. The woman mumbled as she held the hemispherical ball, pointing at the buttocks and genitals, studying how to attach it. After a while, with a squeaking welding sound, the base was welded onto the cotton ball. Finally, the entire ball was perfectly sealed. Except for the head, only a large cotton ball was visible.
"Look, there are two holes at the bottom, for injections,"
the woman said, inserting her fingers into the two holes to check.
"I can feel the two little testicles, no problem, installation successful."
She straightened the ball again, and the head was back on top. Because of the plastic base, the cotton ball swayed back and forth and side to side on the bed. "Waaah!! Waaah!! Waaah!" The angry protests never stopped. If looks could kill, those resentful eyes could have killed the woman a thousand times over. The woman, comically exposing her head, vigorously shook the cotton ball, trying to escape from the spherical confinement.
After resting for a while, the woman locked one end of the four iron chains to the top of the cotton ball and the other end to the four headboards of the bed. Once secured, the cotton ball stopped shaking and could only tremble slightly.
"Okay, there are a few things I need to explain. First is the enema," she said, inserting the double-ended enema tube into a hole on the base of the cotton ball. She pressed a button, and green enema fluid was injected into the anus to dilute and dissolve the feces. The tired head emitted another painful whimper.
"Although we've diluted and improved the enema fluid with water, it's still too irritating to his rectum and anus."
Just as she finished speaking, the dark green enema fluid mixed with feces began to be drawn out.

"So after his enema, there will be an extra step. I'll inject a rectal care solution mixed with milk into his rectum, forming a white protective layer. This serves two purposes: first, it repairs and protects the rectal wall irritated by the enema solution, making him feel more comfortable; second, it prevents bacterial invasion, because his anus will remain in a state of inability to close, making it susceptible to infection."
As she spoke, a milky white liquid was injected into the cotton ball base. The man made a comfortable, pleasurable sound.
"Look how good we are to you, why did you run away? It really hurts us,"
the woman said, touching his bald head. The exposed bald man's face was flushed, his eyes filled with shame, unable to look at the woman. The thought of a strong, healthy man being forcibly given an enema and milk by three women was utterly humiliating; he wished he could bury his exposed head inside the cotton ball.
"And then there's the bath,"
the woman continued, inserting two tubes into the cotton balls on either side of his head.
"These two tubes connect directly to two holes in his skin, one for inlet and one for outlet. First, warm water is slowly poured in, wetting all the areas his skin touches. After wetting his skin, the water is withdrawn from the outlet. Then, shower gel is poured in, washing him again before being withdrawn from the outlet. Finally, warm water is poured in again and withdrawn until his body is completely clean. The cotton balls have a heating element that automatically heats up to dry his body. Understand?"
"Understood. He seems to be enjoying the wash."
The woman watched the cotton balls washing his body without moving, his eyes tightly closed, whether he was enjoying it or feeling humiliated and no longer looking at the woman.
After the washing was finished, the woman brought over a series of white surgical trays and placed them on the bed. He looked at them; they were filled with strange, incomprehensible objects, so he didn't look at them anymore, closing his eyes and waiting for the woman to handle the last movable part, the head.
The woman addressed the other two women, saying, "The head is where the facial features are concentrated, and it's also the most sensitive part. We must treat it with utmost care and cannot afford to be negligent in the slightest, understand?"
"Understood."
"Good, then let's begin the final sealing." Turning to the exposed head, she explained,
"The body parts are now sealed. We need to work on your head. Based on our research, we believe your mouth can be completely discontinued. Therefore, we will deprive your mouth of its function, rendering it completely inoperable. But don't worry, we won't harm you physiologically; it will all be a physical, permanent deprivation."
A chill ran down her spine. She hadn't expected these women to be so ruthless, intending to completely and permanently deprive her mouth of its function. She immediately closed her mouth tightly, watching them warily.
The woman took a tongue-shaped sheath from the surgical tray.
"Look at this, this is a tongue cover I customized according to the shape of your tongue. There are two rows of small holes from the root to the middle to the tip of your tongue, which can be used to thread cotton thread to secure it. The outside is a non-absorbent waterproof layer, and the inside is coated with a coating that will temporarily eliminate your sense of taste. Unless we help you remove the tongue cover, your sense of taste will never be restored. Hehe, you just heard it too, the seal on your mouth is permanent, right?"
He rolled his eyes at the woman, lowered his head, and tried to prevent her from touching his mouth.
The woman shook her head and slowly straightened her head with force.
"Even if we are weak, even if we are not strong enough, do you think six hands can't beat one head? Just accept it obediently, remember my words, adjust your mindset."
Another person started to untie the self-adhesive bandage wrapped around his mouth with one hand and peel off the latex with the other. After removing the gag from her mouth, she began massaging it.
"It must have been uncomfortable having your mouth blocked like that, right? It must have been so hard to open your mouth like that. But it won't happen again. I won't let you do that again."
She then fixed a mouth opener in her mouth, slowly adjusting it to open it as wide as possible.
Another woman used surgical forceps to clamp the base of her tongue, preventing it from moving and pulling it out of her mouth.
She cried out, trying to twist her tongue to prevent her from doing so.
"Don't resist or move your tongue. I have some anesthetic here to temporarily disable the muscles in your mouth. Don't force us to give you an injection,"
the woman said, picking up a syringe. She sighed inwardly, stopped struggling, closed her eyes, and let the woman do as she pleased
. The woman used surgical forceps to carefully place the tongue cover over her tongue, then used suture forceps to thread cotton thread through the small hole at the base of the tongue cover, tying it tightly in a knot.
"Ha, first step done."
Next, the woman took out a set of braces for her upper and lower teeth from the surgical tray.
"This is an ultra-soft rubber brace, made to fit your mouth shape perfectly. It will integrate seamlessly with your teeth without any awkwardness. I'll first use a tooth grinder to smooth down your two rows of teeth, then use permanent super glue to attach it to your teeth."
She then turned on the tooth grinder and began grinding down the teeth. The round grinding head made a harsh sound in her mouth.
After about 15 minutes, all the teeth were smoothed. The woman sprayed some water in her mouth, dried her teeth with a towel, and then applied glue to the smoothed teeth. She then quickly glued the brace on. Finally, she removed the mouth opener and closed her mouth with her hand.
"This glue works very well; it takes effect in seconds. Now your teeth have permanently and completely lost their chewing function. You can't eat anything else, only the liquid food we've prepared for you, hehe."
The woman opened her mouth .
"How about it? Feel it."
She tried it, and indeed, when she clenched her teeth, she didn't feel any tightness. She tried biting her tongue, but when she bit down hard, she felt no pain.
"You want to bite your tongue and kill yourself? Impossible. Ever since you got your braces, you've never been able to do that again. Understand, you silly girl?"
"Hmm, let me check your teeth
." The woman put her hand in her mouth to examine it.
Thinking about how this woman had made him look like this, he was furious. Now she dared to put her hand in her mouth? He wouldn't let this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity pass him by.
He immediately bit her finger hard, determined not to stop until he bit it off. "Huh? You bit me? Hehe, it doesn't hurt at all, it's very comfortable, very soft." Because teeth are made of soft rubber, the woman easily and slowly pulled her finger out of her mouth.
"Don't hate us so much. I'm doing this for your own good. You'll understand eventually."
"Ask me what? Ask me what's wrong with you!! (For my own good? If you're doing this for my own good, then let me out!)" Because his teeth had been transformed into soft rubber, he was now slurring his words. Suddenly, he realized,
"Hehe, what are you talking about?" The woman chuckled,
"Now we're going to permanently deprive you of your ability to speak. Your lower dental braces, like your tongue brace, have two rows of small holes. We'll use fine cotton thread to connect the tongue brace to the lower dental braces and tie a knot. This will fix your tongue in place. Okay, open your mouth."
The woman used mouth forceps to open his mouth again. One person used surgical forceps to hold his tongue, which was covered by the tongue brace, while the other two used suture forceps to firmly fix his tongue to the lower dental brace with fine cotton thread.
"Okay, now you'll never be able to speak again."
The woman removed the mouth gag .
"How's it? Feel it. How's it different from before? Don't forget to tell us if you feel anything new, so we can know too, hahaha." The thought of her tongue being fixed in place made her furious, and being mocked and provoked by them made her curse with the most vile words ever spoken . "Ah ... "Now we're going to permanently seal your mouth. Don't worry, you won't starve. After all, your mouth isn't the only organ you can eat from, right? Hehe, so from today onwards, you'll forget about your mouth, because you'll never be able to eat, speak, or even commit suicide with it again. Your mouth will disappear from your life forever from today onwards." After saying that, two women each pulled the mouth open forcefully, while another woman applied glue to the rubber teeth. Then, the two women quickly closed the mouth, pressing it shut tightly. "Oh, right, there's one last step, the lips. The lips also need to be sealed with glue. We don't want your teeth clenched and your lips flipping around; that's too terrifying." After saying that , they loosened the mouth and tried it. Sure enough, the mouth was in a clenched-teeth position, and they couldn't pull it open no matter what they did. The only thing that could move was the lips. The woman took a makeup eyebrow brush, dipped it in glue, and applied it to her lips, saying, "Don't be nervous, you need to accept this fact slowly. Get used to it gradually. I'll apply the glue to your lips like lipstick. This glue has no unlubricant, no one can untie it for you, you know? Now you look like you've applied crystal lip balm, your lips are tightly closed. So beautiful. Pouting your lips will make your mouth uncomfortable after a while, and you won't be able to see our handsome guy's mouth, right?" "Hehe, I forgot, your teeth, your tongue, your lips have all been completely sealed off. You can never speak again, you can only make 'uh-huh' sounds." Then the woman took out a long tube from the surgical tray, one section of which was soaked in lubricant. “Now we’re going to remove one of your nasal plugs and insert a feeding tube. The tube goes all the way down to your stomach. You’ll feel nauseous, but you have to bear with it, okay? Also, when it reaches your throat, you need to swallow, understand? We’ll massage your throat to make you feel more comfortable.” The woman peeled back the latex from one nostril and slowly and gently removed the plug and the tube. “Okay, we’re going to insert the feeding tube now. Don’t be nervous, it’ll be over soon.” He looked at the feeding tube with utter terror, shaking his head violently and pleading with her, hoping they wouldn’t put something only used on seriously ill, comatose people. “Hold his head.” “Massage his throat.” "Alright, then let's begin. Be quick, so he suffers less." The woman swiftly inserted the lubricated end of the feeding tube into his nostril and pushed it forward rapidly. Another woman forcefully held his head, preventing it from shaking wildly due to pain and nausea. The woman massaging his throat said, "Swallow it, make swallowing motions, swallow the tube." The situation was too sudden; before he could react, the tube was shoved into his nostril, and waves of nausea and vomiting washed over him. To end this feeling quickly, he could only follow the woman's instructions, constantly making swallowing motions to clear his throat. The woman forcefully swallowed the tube. Halfway through, she checked the markings and said, "Okay, it's done. The tube is in your stomach." She took out cotton and a jar. "I'll tear the cotton into small pieces to plug the gap between your nostrils and the feeding tube, then I'll seal your nostrils again with quick-drying latex." She then tore the large wad of absorbent cotton into pieces and inserted them little by little into your nostrils. After packing, she checked with her fingers to see if any air was coming out of the nostrils. Where air was entering or leaving, she filled the gaps with cotton again until the nostrils were completely sealed shut, with no air able to pass through. Then she opened the jar, applied the ointment evenly from the nostrils, and then covered the entire nose. “From now on, you’ll be fed through your nose. We’ll provide you with the most natural and nutritious liquid food, much better than the junk food you eat outside. Those foods may taste good, but they’re bad for your health. Our food won’t taste great, of course, but you don’t need to and can’t taste it; it’ll go straight into your stomach.” The woman pointed to a fork in the feeding tube and inserted a funnel into it, saying, “If you want to give him extra food, you can put it in through this funnel.” “And you,” the woman rolled her eyes at the other woman who was nodding along, “you’re not allowed to secretly feed him your urine, snot, menstrual blood, vomit, or any other messy stuff. He can’t taste food now, so you’re not allowed to play pranks.” “Okay, okay, I promise I won’t, hehe,” the woman replied playfully, making a face. The thought of being deprived of her mouth and never being able to taste the delicious food of the world again, only able to fill her stomach through a feeding tube, overwhelmed her with sorrow, and tears streamed down her face. The woman wiped away her tears and took out an ultra-thin black ring, about the size of an eye, from the surgical tray. It had fine threads attached to it.

"Okay, stop crying. Now it's time to take care of your eyes. This is a custom-made eyeball retainer ring based on your eyeballs. After we seal your eyeballs with black contact lenses, I'll place this eyeball retainer ring on your eyeballs so your eyes can still move. But don't rush, I'll use tweezers to secure the thin threads on the eyeball retainer ring around your eyes one by one, and then glue them in. We'll keep your eyeballs fixed in a straight-ahead position, so your eyeballs won't be able to move. And because of the retainer threads, your upper eyelids can't close either, so you'll have to slowly get used to sleeping with your eyes open."
"But before we do any of that, we need to do permanent hair removal on your eyebrows. We were a bit careless last time."
The woman applied some water to both eyebrows, then stuck a piece of adhesive tape on them, smoothed it out with her hand, and then quickly pulled it off. With two sharp, tearing sounds, the tape was ripped off along with the eyebrows. The man cried out in pain, and the woman held his head with both hands to prevent him from turning around, saying,
"Okay, stop crying. Just this once. I'll apply the ointment and it'll be fine."
The woman pressed one hand against his bald forehead and opened the permanent hair removal cream with the other, squeezing out a little and gently applying it to both eyebrows.
"Okay, okay, be good, it's alright now."
His eyes looked particularly ugly without eyebrows, and combined with his hateful gaze, he appeared full of resentment.
A woman used her fingers to pry open the upper and lower eyelids of one eye, keeping it open. Another woman placed a black contact lens on the eyeball, then pressed the eyeball retainer ring onto it, carefully straightening the retainer wire with pliers and placing it beside the eye. She then used a small toothpick to apply a drop of glue to secure it. A third woman gently wiped away the tears with a handkerchief.
"Okay. One eye is now fixed. You can try moving it a little. See if you can move it even a fraction."
After the woman released her eye, she found that no matter how she moved it, it was difficult to move. The eyeball was firmly fixed in front of her, and the remaining eyeball moved involuntarily, a look of surprise in its eyes.
"Hehe, one of his eyes is completely still, while the other is darting around rapidly, how interesting!"
"Ah, I almost forgot about this!!!"
The woman took out a thread-like tube from the surgical tray.
"Right, I almost forgot, let me introduce it to you, this is a tear duct. We need to control all the pores on your body."
The woman gently pulled open the lower eyelid of the eye that was holding the eyeball in place with forceps, found the tiny tear duct near the nose, and slowly inserted the tear duct tube.
"Okay, from now on we can judge whether you are crying by how much tears flow from the tear duct, hehe."
The woman took out a pair of swimming goggles from the surgical tray.
"These are closed goggles, because your eyes can't close right now, they're always open, so we're putting these on you to prevent dust from getting in and to protect them."
The head was now in a very strange state, as if it had lost its sense of direction, moving irregularly, but no matter how it moved, its eyes remained fixed and stared straight ahead, its bright mouth tightly closed, as beautiful and charming as if it had been coated with crystal lipstick. It made long "Mmm~~ Mmm~~" sounds.
"Before we seal your ears, let us introduce the last few things to you,"
the woman said, holding up a white head mold.
"This head mold is custom-made to fit your head shape. It's separate front and back, with a sturdy transparent plastic outer layer and a soft white cotton inner layer. The two halves are secured with screws, a total of 13 joints: one on the top of the head, two on either side of the forehead, two on the ears, two on the jaw, two on the neck, and four more at the bottom to secure it to the cotton balls."
She continued, disassembling the head mold.
"The front face mold is molded to fit your expressionless face. Once it's assembled and secured, your face will be pressed down, preventing you from making any expressions. This was decided after discussion, because too many facial expressions can easily cause wrinkles, and we don't want our handsome young man to have wrinkles on his face at such a young age."
After removing the head mold, the woman took out a pair of transparent plastic ear molds. They were hollow inside, opening like a book and automatically locking when closed. They looked exactly like ears, but a size larger. There's a small hole above each ear, covered by a small, transparent plastic cap.
"The ear seal looks like this. This thing will replace the old earmuffs because it's much better at blocking sound. It's custom-made to fit the shape of your ears. After it's put on and sealed, wax is poured in, and your auricle completely loses its ability to collect sound."

Another woman took a piece of paper from her pocket, walked over to the cotton ball, and said,
"This is the last thing I need to explain, it's about the three-month schedule. I wrote it last night, listen carefully, I'll only read it once."
Wake up promptly at 4 AM. The ultra-low current stimulation system will automatically activate, slowly stimulating you to gradually wake you from your sleep.
Ten minutes after waking, water and breakfast will be injected into your nasogastric tube.
After breakfast, you'll have one hour for exercise. During this time, the four chains locking around the cotton ball will loosen, and you can move your body gently. Don't worry about rolling off the bed due to excessive movement; with the chains restraining you, no matter how fiercely you struggle, you won't be able to get off the bed. Additionally, the ultra-low current stimulation system will use electrical current to stimulate you, making you move. When the time is up, the chain will automatically tighten, and you will no longer be able to shake.
Around 7 a.m., after we've all finished washing up and are preparing to go to the company, we'll come down to say good morning and arrange your morning hypnotic training session.
The hypnotic training works like this: first, we'll inject you with hypnotic incense—not to put you to sleep, but to put you into a hallucinatory state. Once you're completely lost in this state of self-forgetfulness, your senses and perception begin to distort. The earphones in your cotton earplugs will automatically emit ultrasonic waves that you can't hear. Your entire body is sealed off, and your voluntary judgment is unconsciously weakened by the hypnotic incense, so you can't resist the brainwashing effect of these ultrasonic waves and can only passively accept it. Once you enter a deep trance state, you will no longer want to escape, will no longer have the ability to attack or resist, and will subconsciously gradually come to love this closed state. However, this process will be very long; we will slowly weaken your mental strength until you collapse and completely submit.
At noon, you'll be automatically fed lunch, with a small amount of sleeping pills added. After lunch, you'll have another hour of exercise. At 1 PM, the sleeping pills will take effect, and you'll be given a little more hypnotic gas. This ensures you fall asleep on time.
After your afternoon nap, until dinner, we'll continuously stimulate your genitals with a low-current stimulation system to prepare you for the evening's punishment.
In the evening, after we return from the office and feed you dinner, we'll begin the punishment. You'll be very tired afterward, and the sleeping pills from dinner and the hypnotic gas given before bed will help you drift off to sleep.
The medication and hypnotic gas administration won't be continuous. Once your biological clock is successfully regulated, and you automatically fall asleep at noon and in the evening, we'll stop using auxiliary methods to induce sleep. Understand?
After saying that, he stuffed the paper into his pocket, walked to the cotton ball, turned his head to one side, and prepared to insert the cotton earplug.
The moment his hand touched his ear, his head emitted a loud "uh uh" sound, but the woman seemed not to hear it.
"These cotton earplugs are also specially made, unlike the old ones. They contain an earphone, allowing you to receive our ultrasonic tuning even in a completely sealed state."
After sealing the ear canal with the cone-shaped cotton earplugs, the transparent plastic sound-isolating earmold is placed on the ear and snapped shut. Low-temperature candle wax is then slowly poured into the small hole. The ear inside the earmold gradually disappears, and the entire eardrum turns milky white. From a distance, it looks like the person has grown a pair of white ears. After filling, the cap is closed, and before it cools down, a thicker earmold is put on, just like for keeping warm in winter.
The woman looked at the bald head peeking out from above the cotton ball, smirked, and said,
"You look ridiculous right now. Your eyes are wide open, staring straight ahead without moving. Your mouth is tightly shut, making 'hmm, hmm' sounds, and you're shaking your head, trying to struggle out of the sealed cotton ball. Because of your eyes and mouth, your face looks so strange no matter what expression you make. Funny, sigh... And I almost forgot, you can't hear me anymore." The woman touched her sealed ears.
Then, she began to disassemble the head mold into two halves, placing the back half on the back of her head and securing it downwards. Using an electric screwdriver, she tightened two screws at the bottom to the cotton ball. The head, seemingly realizing it couldn't tilt back, began desperately tilting forward, trying to escape the head mold's restraint. The woman tried to push her head back into the head mold, but the other woman resisted fiercely and she couldn't. Two women, using four hands, slowly and painstakingly pushed the head into the mold. Just as the back of the head was almost completely hidden, a third woman quickly secured the front part of the head mold to the face, pressing it down firmly to prevent the head from pushing it out. The two women who had just struggled with the head then used an electric screwdriver to tighten the screws one by one, finally completing the task. The head was now completely sealed inside the mold; no part of the body could move anymore—a truly enclosed state.
"Sigh, before I could hear grunts and see the struggling head, but now it's like a wooden head, completely immobile, even the sounds are much quieter," the woman said, touching the warm, white plastic head mold.
"I've been busy all afternoon."
"I'm very tired today, why don't we take a break?"
"Okay, let's do that after we finish that work."
"Turn on the ultra-low voltage stimulator, I'll speak to him through the wireless microphone."
The woman picked up the microphone and said softly,
"Hmm, can you hear me? There's a wireless microphone in the cotton earplug. We can convey information to you without removing your restraints."
"This time, we're not simply locking you up and torturing you with ultra-low voltage."
The woman pressed the button, and white, serous liquid flowed from the two thin tubes on either side of the catheter below the cotton ball.
"You should have felt it by now, haven't you guessed it yet? Hehe."
"Do you feel your volcanic passion gradually fading?"
"Do you feel all the masculine energy left in your body disappearing?"
"That's right, the tubes connected to your catheter on both sides lead to your vas deferens."
"For the next three months, we'll regularly extract all your semen every night, letting you experience what it's like to be a eunuch."
"You should reflect on your actions during these three months and repent for your escape. Hahahaha."
"As for your essence, we'll store it in the freezer for future use. What for? We haven't decided yet. Maybe it'll be to have a child for us, or maybe we'll heat it up and force it back in."
After saying that, the semen was extracted, and the woman put a thick bag of white, paste-like substance into the freezer opposite the bed for safekeeping.
"Wow, there's so much! Amazing!"
Feeling her treasure being drained, Cotton Ball was so angry that she almost jumped off the bed, shaking wildly, her head, which was held in place, making a mosquito-like sound.
"Haha, sealed so tightly, and he can still struggle like this? If it weren't for the chains on the bed, he'd probably hop over to us and start hitting us with the cotton ball."
"Sigh... a man's most precious thing, taken away without any pleasure, anyone would be furious."
The woman closed the freezer, walked to the cotton ball, gently held it upside down, revealing two holes in the bottom of the plastic shell. Then, the other two women took two syringes from the bedside table, holding alcohol-soaked cotton balls, and wiped the holes. After disinfecting, they inserted the syringes into the holes and slowly pushed the clear liquid into the penis. A
long moan escaped the lips; it seemed the person inside the cotton ball didn't like the medicine.
"This 'gao wan ketone' needs to be injected into him every night after ejaculation, so he gets a good boost while he sleeps. Otherwise, if we inject him every day, he'll be dried up in less than three months." "
Hehe, you're very thoughtful. We'll do as you say."
The woman drew the bed curtains. Through the white curtains, a large cotton ball, chained with four chains, could be vaguely seen vibrating slightly. A hardened human head protruded from the cotton ball, with tubes inserted into its eyes and nose. Clear water flowed from the tubes in its eyes, while a multicolored mixed liquid flowed into the tube in its nose.
"Did you add sleeping pills and glucose to his dinner?"
"Yes."
"You're on duty this month. Collect his urine and feces every day for testing."
"Okay, whatever you say."
"We can't see him, so this is the only way we can monitor his health."
"By the way, when can we do 'that' with him?"
"Be patient, we'll talk about it after the punishment period."
*Bang!*
The basement door slammed shut.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/22445.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=22445&aspx=1

Previous Page : Weight loss treatment program (please rate)

Next Page : "207771 Su Yaqing Qin Zize" - Li Lixiong

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Restraint device (please rate)

comment Open a new window to view comments