You have come too far...

You have tried your best to defy all the expectations and been a pure example.

You have passed up too many chances to give in now and masturbate.

You are not like the stories, you are NOT controlled by your primitive urges.

You grumble quietly and roll out of bed.

You grab a health cocktail from your minifridge and start up the automated morning exercise recording by your desk.

-_-^-_-

"He maintained composure even on his last morning before mandatory Restraint. Top marks, Ma'am."

The Discipline, Observation, and Education Sisterhood officer chimed to your mother as the group of women watched the hidden camera feed, your near nude 20 year old body on display for their judgement.

"I raised a good example of what a Male should be." Your mother beamed. "His sister, likewise, will excell at whatever she choses to focus on."

The DOES officer, having heard something like this many times before, just nodded.

After they observed you exercise and shower, the leading representative pointed to one of the other screens.

"Put number #601 down for excessive self indulgement. That's the last of them, time to roll out, officers, you know the drill, nothing over a level 3 charge. They're fresh meat, we don't want to cook them this early." The women in uniform shared a warm chuckle as they filtered out of the dark room.

Dozens of nervous mothers shared in conversation as they mused the fate of their male offspring. A small group had broken off of mothers who were less nervous, rather, theirs had passed the last major hurdle and felt quite satisfied with themselves.

One of the officers approached the cheerful matrons.

"As your male offspring have all achieved a score over 90%, you will be awarded the customary incentives option when you get home by the supervising Officer, provided the application of Restraint goes accordingly, good day ladies." The woman bowed out as the proud mothers exited, eager to reap the rewards of their hard work.

-_v_-

You just finished showering and getting dressed, the auto-rinse had sprayed you with some new fragrance, obviously chosen by whatever government official was on her way over to cage you.

You shook your head, it's a Restraint, not a cage. You had to drop that boyhood slang if you were going to get good scores and avoid hitting a career dead end.