The next day

You wake up in your cell like every other day. You make a few feeble attempts to reach your penis through the arms of the straitjacket. But it's impossible.

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 instructs you to lie down, and she urinates in your mouth. You have to swallow every drop and say thank you. After that she gets you up rom the ground, and you are escorted to today's training session.

Today you receive sexual training. You spend most of the day locked by straps on a bench, fucked by your trainer and various members of the crew.

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.