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As you awoke, your brain was foggy. The accompanying splitting headache was the least of concerns as you felt a crushing weight on your chest.

I dare say the well wrapped tape gag you were enduring didn’t help in your desire to breathe. As you tried to focus through cloudy eyes, the shimmer of red was all you could see. You looked up and saw Miss Hall, the demure teacher from your son’s school staring down at you, her expression cold as ice.

The last time you were in each other’s company was at the parent’s evening. A difference of opinion turned into a blazing row about your boy’s less than ideal behaviour. Miss Hall was laying the blame at your feet while you passionately defended yourself. The confrontation was quite a spectacle until you ended it by criticising her educational ability and called her out on her flirting with you earlier in the year. Humiliated, she stormed out of the school and you turned to the headteacher and carried on your tirade.

On the following weekend, you saw Miss Hall in the local coffee shop and you apologised for your actions. She was calm and said she understood your point of view, but the accusations of her conduct earned her a suspension and possibly more. You felt wretched and promised to go to the headteacher and take it all back, pleading her case. Miss Hall smiled, her serious and studious look softer once she took those glasses off. She was actually very pretty and those pale blue eyes hinted at something a little more as you flirted gently with each other…..

The afternoon turned into evening as you spent more time in her company, before the unexpected invitation to her house for a few drinks. And this is where we pick up the tale. Having changed into something more appropriate, Miss Hall’s leather thighs are resting on your sternum, her hot pussy inches from your well packed and taped mouth.

Her persona of concerned educator has now been replaced by a vengeful bitch who’s going to make you suffer, before you beg the headteacher to lift the suspension. You should relax, she’ll make sure you leave relatively unscathed….besides, what’s better than a sexy girl repeatedly rubbing her leather crotch over your face?

Just take a breath if you can.

Personally hand-picked by Truant Finder General Sabra herself, First Warden Dora Miseki holds absolute power over the Chainsgate maximum security prison.

Even before being elevated to the role of First Warden, Miseki had proven herself time and time again as one of the most dedicated and relentless Correctices in the employ of the Asbethserilian Ministry of Truants. Her unhortodox breaking techniques along with her absolute determination to bring troublemakers and criminals to justice, allowed her to rapidly climb the ranks of the Ministry and earned her the praise of the Truant Finder General, who appreciated her pragmatic and result oriented approach.

Therefore, when Chainsgate was finally completed warden Miseki was among those taken in consideration for running the supermax prison, and no one was surprised in the least when the Truant Finder General chose her for the role of First Warden.

As First Warden of Chainsgate Dora Miseki enjoys absolute authority over the prisoners in her care and spares no efforts to fully rehabilitate even the most die-hard rebels. Through the judicious application of the tried and tested Torean method of breaking a slave’s spirit before reshaping her mentally and physically, Chainsgate’s First Warden has developed an impressive record of successes.

Gifted with prodigious memory, keen intuition, and a devious and ruthless mind, Miseki prides herself in knowing even the most minute details about each an every prisoner in her care, using that knowledge to develop personalized "treatment programs" meant to efficiently break them and facilitate their retraining and eventually their return to Asbethserilian society as fully docile and compliant slavegirls, happy to fulfill their submissive role in life.

Queen Shit

"Doctor Bailey will be in in a minute, I'm going to check your diaper and run some tests okay?

Awww! Don't be shy. You think you're the first 'man' I've seen in diapers? Ever since the Blowout, the Matriarchy has been turning more and more men into diaper dumpers. I can see you were no exception. Now are you going to behave? Or do I need to go get your wife to help me put you in the restraints?

That's what I thought.

Now I'm just going to open your diaper and have a look around okay? Ooooh you're quite the soggy little guy aren't you?! Let's get these tapes off...

Kssssk! Ksssk!!

Oh my!! Somewon has quite the bit of leakage in their cage! Are you excited?? Awww!! Don't be embarrassed! I've seen lots of little baybee dicks like yours! Not all of them are quite as leaky, but that's okay! Some enjoy their diapers more than others. Awww! Your poor wittle balls are so blue and swollen!

Alright, so first I'm gonna take your temperature, okay? Now I know this thermometer is a little big, but it's necessary to get a proper reading. And yes, it has to go in your little bum bum. It's okay sweetie, you can handle it. Take a deep breath for me...

See? That's not so bad is it? Look! You're leaking even more now! Just hold still, it'll all be over soon. Theerrrre we go!!

Now open your mouth! We need to check your gag reflex. Dr. Bailey might recommend you for a gender swap or even a sex change, so we need to make sure your throat can handle what that will entail if you're going to be a sissy baybee girl. I'll give you a hint: it will involve lots of special milkies from the Alphas.

Oh look at you! You're able to handle quite a bit of my penis-shaped tongue depressor! Yes...somewon is certainly on their way...

Okay, sweetie, last thing. I need to get a sperm sample. Awww! Don't get too excited. I won't be removing your cage. No...instead I'm going to perform a procedure called 'milking the prostate'. I'm just gonna lube up these two little fingers and...well...I'm sure you can guess where they're going. Don't worry! It won't take long. I've had plenty of practice, and usually the losers like you that have that much buildup in their balls don't take longer than a few minutes. I think you'll be surprised how good it feels. I've had several AB's come back to me on their second or third visit thank me for teaching them how to 'masturbate' while they're locked away in their cage.

Alright, here we go, are you ready? Deep breath, and don't bother trying to hold back your pitiful little moans. Let it all out. Enjoy yourself! I think you're going to like coming to the Doctor's Office...