Break him in some more

You go to pick up your wayward breeder. Hes been at the tender mercies of your bosses for the last few days. You head into the holding cell and notice he is restrained and has the O ring gag still in.

Obviously they have made use of his mouth since you had claimed his ass for breeding. Speaking of, they have been training the poor orifice and have graduated him to the largest plug sitting on a tray of implements. He has clamps pulling at his abused nipples and a sound in his stretched urethra, clothespins stuck all over his body and a weighted ball spreader on his scrotum. The poor sub whines when he sees you, obviously having been left like this for some time.

Sighing, you shoot him up with the Medusas gaze and some muscle relaxers; he quickly falls into a doze. You take off the restraints and devices, leaving the plug in and placing a cage on his tiny cock. You leave the ball spreader for good measure. You throw a flowy dress over the top of him, carrying him to the car and buckling him securely.

When you get him home you strip him down and bath him efficiently before putting him in the medical exam chair you had specially ordered and restraining him to it, legs spread wide in the stirrups. You admire his plump lips spread wide by the gag, the thin chest, puffy pink nipples pulled harshly by weighted clamps, his tiny trapped cocklet and swollen, spread balls pulled down and apart by the weighted spreader. His ass was spread widely around the huge plug stuffed in him.

You pull the plug out and put it on the tray next to you, looking at the gape and fitting four fingers easily inside the maw. Theres a knock at the door.