Chapter 7; Miss Belinda

Michael was brought down to the basement of the Black Stone asylum and was led into a cold and dark room which smelled of vomit and excrements. Chains and cuffs were attached to one of the walls and a single light bulb dangling from the ceiling lit the depressing surroundings. Miss Belinda ordered the two orderlies to chain Michael to the wall and leave the room. When she was finally alone with Michael, she walked up to him and started softly petting his tortured cock.

"Poor man." She whispered. "Did the doctor hurt you bad?"

Michael didn't know how to react to this sudden kindness, but he nodded silently and hoped that she will keep on being gentle with him.

"Oh how awful of him! You can't help it can you? It's not your fault that your mentally ill."

Michael once again nodded silently. He felt somewhat relieved, maybe she was kind, just like nurse Angelica.

"No you can't help it can you? You poor deranged man. I bet you have suffered immensely since you have been brought here. Now, don't you worry, I'm going to make it all better, no more delusions, demons and nightmares for you."

Michael kept nodding and was at the brink of bursting into tears again, he was so thankful for her understanding! Although in any normal circumstances he would never fall for it, he was too stressed and too longing for a kind voice or gesture after all these weeks of torture to see trough her pretentious good will.

Belinda fished out a role of ductape out of her pockets and started to roll a long piece of tape over Michael's right cheek. "Now just hold your head still my sweet, don't panic." She unrolled the ductape over his nose, taping off both his nostrils, Michael was alarmed and tried to turn his head away, but Belinda was faster than him and managed to secure the tape.

"Sssst, Michael, don't make it harder for your self, just breathe through your mouth." She said softly and began to stroke his hair as she was reassuring a wild animal. "Sssst, just breathe gently, don't resist it."

Michael started to paint heavily through his mouth, he was afraid of things to come.

Belinda fished a long plastic tube out of her pocket together with some kind of metal device, which resembled strongly a opened bear trap without spikes. Michael remembered finding one when he was 15 and was spending the summer holiday with his folks in the woods. He and his dad had disarmed the bear trap to avoid woodland creatures to be caught in it. Michael was a kindhearted boy and he remembered being in great distress when his father told him that the poor suffering animals trapped in such an inferno device will sometimes chew their paws off in sheer panic. He felt now just like one of those trapped animals and would gladly sacrifice a leg or arm in order to get out of here.

Belinda made an attempt to put the bear trap in Michael's mouth, but Michael resisted. She than reached down between his legs and pinched and twisted his lid which caused him to scream in pain. As he wailed in torment, she quickly forced the contraption into his mouth and secured it with a leather strap. The metal contraption was stretching his mouth wide open and a steel rod in the middle of the bear trap pushed down his tongue, making it impossible for him to speak.

"Told you to work with me, now don't cross me again, it's for your own good."

Belinda put the long plastic tube in Michael's mouth and forced it deep down the gullet into his stomach. She saw that he had to hold in his urge to vomit since the tube triggered random gullet contractions. Belinda left 15 cm of the tube stick out of his mouth and took a step back to admire her handiwork. He seemed to be ready now for the last part of the treatment.

She left the room for a while and returned with a jug full of clear yellow colored liquid. She showed it to Michael and smiled ever so sweetly.

"Do you know what this is Michael?"

Michael shook his head.

"This is my urine, I had to go the ladies room. It's still hot since it has been out of my body for only a couple of minutes. Do you want to know how it taste Michael?"

Michael started to shook his head violently and made as much noise as he could to let her know that he really didn't want to drink her urine, but she grabbed the end of the tube and started to pour the liquid into his stomach. She also poured some of it directly into his mouth. She really wanted him to taste it before it was swallowed.

Michael gulped down as much of her urine that was poured into his mouth as fast as he could, he tasted the salty warm liquid and felt that he would vomit, but wasn't able to bring up anything since his nose was blocked of. Finally, the jug was emptied and he choked and coughed as his throat burned and he gasped for air. Belinda smiled and wiped off some of his transpiration from his forehead.

"Now, that wasn't so bad, was it? Did you like the taste of my urine? I want you to remember it."

She looked Michael into his soft green eyes and stroke gently a lock hair away.

"You know, I think you must taste the urine of other people before you can truly appreciate that of mine." She whispered in his ear while she hold his face between her soft delicate hands. "Let me get some for you now."

Michael wanted to cry out and started jerking on his restrains, but he was as helpless as a trapped animal. Belinda walked to a drainage well that was in a corner of the room and opened the lid, the room immediately filled with the thick stench of human waste and urine. She filled the jug with the sewage and came back to show it to Michael. The jug was filled with a faul cloudy liquid, Michael made whining noises and shook his head to prevent Belinda from grabbing the tube, but once again she was faster than him and poured the sewage into his mouth and into the tube.

The liquid even tasted fauler than Belinda's urine and Michael felt his stomach turn. Belinda however really enjoyed watching him suffer and as soon as he had finished the jug, she refilled it again and forced another half a liter water down on him. After the fourth jug, Michael resistance faded and he meekly drunk the sewage poured down his throat. After the sixth jug his stomach became painfully full. When Belinda started refilling the jug, Michael moaned and tried to howl trough his gag, hoping for her mercy.

Belinda walked towards Michael and gave him once again one of her bewitching smiles. "Don't worry my poor wounded animal. I'm a trained professional and I know exactly how far I can go with this. Now be quiet and hold still, just swallow it as quickly as you can and don't panic."

Michael obeyed, but when he took it down, his stomach became very hard and terribly bloated. His breathing became labored as pressure was exerted on his diaphragm. The seventh, eight and ninth jug caused him utter agony. By then, his belly was swollen as if he was nine months pregnant. His bladder felt like it was at the point to explode and he had a terrible urge to urinate, but was of course unable to since his urine tube was blocked. His breathing was reduced to little half breaths to soften the pain in his swollen belly.

When Belinda walked over to him with the tenth jug of sewage, Michael started to cry and howled trough his gag, pleading to Belinda for mercy.

Belinda took a long look at her victim and smiled naughtily. "I am not going to make you drink this last jug of water silly, you already look like you are nine months pregnant. We don't want you to die from this treatment now do we?"

Michael was still sobbing. His mind was too messed up to think clearly anymore; he was too occupied with the pain in his bloated belly and in his bladder, he meekly nodded to everything Miss Belinda said.

Belinda smiled and stroke lovingly with her soft hands his bloated belly like a husband stroking his wife's during pregnancy.

"You know, I really like this treatment, it makes you men always so.so vulnerable"

She demonstrated her words by suddenly poking in Michael's kidney area's, causing the poor soul to scream out of pain. Finally she removed the tube and the bear trap and left to room, leaving Michael alone in total agony.

Belinda didn't return to see Michael until late noon, and when she entered the room, Michael, who had slumbered away due to total exhaustion, was violently awakened by her. Belinda had brought with her a huge black rubber dildo, which was attached to a cock cage with restrains. She released Michael from his neck and hand cuffs and Michael fell exhausted to the floor. His belly was aching terribly and the pressure on his bladder was enormous.

"Now get on your knees Michael." Said Belinda. Michael tried to get him self on all fours but was moving too slowly according to Belinda's taste, she kicked his bloated belly and Michael, suffering from pain inflicted by the blow, fell back on the floor while moaning uncontrollably. "Get up Michael." Said Belinda icily. "You don't want me to kick you again." Michael rolled over and with great effort got him self up on his hands and knees. Belinda looked content and started to pet Michael's ass.

" It's over soon my sweet."

She grabbed the dildo and forced it inside Michael's rectum, Michael moaned softly, but since the first part of his ass has already been widened by Jake and his pale Fly for several times by now, it wasn't that painful. It became only very painful when Belinda pushed the rubber cock deeper and deeper into Michael, forcing pressure on his prostate. It doubled his urge to urinate, and Michael almost went mad since he was unable to squeeze out a single drop out of his painful cock. Belinda shoved the rubber dick up and down inside him, increasing the tension on his bladder and adding to his discomfort. Finally she was satisfied with the position and she began securing the rest of the restrains. She bend Michael's tormented lid in a 90 degree angle to fit it inside the cock cage. The stick that was still inside his urine tube made this action extremely painful, and Michael once again screamed and whined, but still tried to keep his forced position since he was too afraid to move. Belinda noticed his obedience and after she got the job done, she let him recover for a while. She petted him and started comforting him.

"Sssst, still now, it's going to be all right. Sssst."

"I want to pi, please help me, I really need to pi." Sobs Michael. "I can't take it anymore, please, please help me.I want to pi."

"It will help you with it soon, now be strong and let me finish this.'

Belinda secured the cock cage to the restrains that were running around his waist, she was extra careful around his belly area, and she secured the waist strap as loosely as possible. Then she fastened the restrain running from the black rubber dildo to the waist strap, this time however, she was less gentle and she jerked hard on the restrain to force the dildo even deeper into him making him whine in pain. Finally, she chained his hands and feet to bolts embedded in the concrete floor and secured the dog collar around his neck, she hung the leash over a pipeline running across the ceiling and tied it up.

Belinda looked at Michael and smiled. "I am going to leave you alone like this for a while Michael. I am afraid that you have to keep yourself in this uncomfortable position for while, but don't despair. I promise that I will return in the evening to check on you.

Michael was mad with fair to be left alone like this and started to beg Belinda not to go, but she petted his head for the last time and then shut down the light before leaving him in total darkness.