The next day

You wake up in your cell like every other day. You make a few feeble attempts to get out of the straitjacket. But you are secured as firmly as ever.

You wait for about an hour, then your trainer walks in.

"Good morning, worm," she says.

"Good morning, Mistress," you mutter in your gag.

You get breakfast through a bowl. In the meantime the bucket that contains what came out of you is switched to another one by a guard.

The trainer opens your mouth with her hands and spits in it a couple times. You have to say thank you each time. After that she gets you up rom the ground, and you are escorted to today's training session.

Today you receive endurance training. You are strapped in place the entire day without anyone to disturb you. All is left is your thoughts and the pain from your bonds.

By the evening you are escorted back. Your trainer fucks you in the ass with her strapon one more time. After that you receive dinner from a bowl, and the bucket that contains what came out of you is switched to another one by a guard.

"Good night, worm," your trainer says.

"Good night, Mistress," you mutter in your gag as she leaves.