day 2 of the punishment wheel, and it landed on baaaa again—but madam didn’t have a replacement sheep ready (yet), so i had to spin again. this time, it landed on Milking Station. oye.

if you don’t know, madam’s milking station is a contraption i sit in that stimulates both my prostate and my cock with a combination of thrusting motions and electric shocks. when the wheel lands here, my session gets extended by an additional five minutes longer than my last one.

right now, i’m up to 55 minutes (she resets it after i hit 100). so, today i’ll be strapped into the milking chair for 55 minutes of enforced pleasure.

honestly, it’s intense and absolutely pushes me to the edge of sanity, but it’s still not as bad as having to eat broccoli every night for dinner. that’s the real torture.