Back to the room

It took a while but I was glad when I made it back to the pure white room. The person I talked to earlier was walking down the hall to my room, which meant I probably just narrowly avoided a punishment.

I entered the room and sat down on my bed. My assigned worker walked in shortly after with two guys wearing all black. They closed the door with a click and resumed position next to him. “Jim glad to see you. I was worried you would be punished for being late.”

It was official, messing up a schedule was a bad thing. Not that I doubted it. This place was sick, one look at the mess hall told me what I needed to know. “Just so we are on the same page can you tell me why you feel the need to **** innocent girls?”

I gritted my teeth, looking him in the eyes. I was past that, and I was sure he knew. Why would he keep asking these questions. Me and my girlfriend broke up months ago. “I don’t feel the need anymore.”

He smirked and got closer. “Ah but you do. It is a power fantasy of yours is it not? To control, to hurt.” I balled my fists resisting the urge to punch him. He was doing it on purpose, to rile me up. He got up to me, standing over my sitting form. “I bet you have fantasies right now of beating me up.”

“You asked for it.” I felt the words slip out and immediately covered my mouth. That wasn’t supposed to slip. He snapped his fingers and one of the big guys walked up to us. “I am sorry, but you really were trying to cause it. Please don’t punish me.”

“Your right. I was testing you. You shouldn’t let anger consume you though.” The guy in black got close to me and I flinched back. I closed my eyes, hoping the punch was fast.

It didn’t come. Instead I heard a zip. I opened my eyes and tried to cover my dick. He snapped again. I squeaked when the guy in black spread my legs open. I got the hint and took back my hands.

They were planning on humiliating me into shape. I didn’t like it. My flaccid cock was cold being exposed like this. “Jim you won’t hide anything if it is unzipped. You will only be able to zip it back up in the morning. Caught zipping it back up will result in serious punishment.”

I nodded quickly trying to not get punished in this freak facility. “Okay okay!” He smiled and snapped. The guy in black gripped my hanging balls in his hand. I couldn’t help myself and punched him.

He grunted, letting go of my balls. He stood angry but unmoving. “You should learn to control yourself. Do that again and I won’t be so forgiving.”

“W-what do you mean?”