Collin gritted his teeth. “I should be able to handle it.”
“That’s exactly what I don’t want you to do. I’ve taken your freedom, Collin. That means I handle the consequences. Now tell me what your need is right now.”
“I—” Collin swallowed. A bit of anger burst through. His nose flared, and he pulled his face out of Mr. Reevesworth’s hand. “I need to use the bathroom, sir.”
“Are you angry at me for making you ask, Collin?”
Collin pulled in on himself. But he’d promised Mr. Reevesworth the truth. “Yes, sir.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s obvious what I need.”
“And why would you not ask for what you need?”
“Because if it’s so obvious, sir, why should I ask? Either you’re getting some sick satisfaction from it and that’s my purpose or you’ve decided not to give it to me. Either way, I’m better off keeping my mouth shut.”
Mr. Reevesworth drew back, still kneeling, one elbow balanced on his upraised knee. “That’s an ugly lesson, Collin. I’m sorry that that’s what someone taught you. Far too many live by this lesson. And the cruel truth is that too many figures of authority know that those around them operate exactly as you are operating right now. These individuals trust that those under them will keep silent because they don’t believe speaking will go well for them. And then when those authority figures are questioned later for this or that injustice, they know they can say, with full confidence I was never asked. She never asked; he never said it was a problem.”
Collin stilled all the way down into some deep part of him.
“I am not a god, Collin. I can’t read your mind. For the places we are going to go, I need to know that you will speak when you have a need. Until then, the only way I can safely teach you this lesson is to create a need that I know you have and then prevail upon you to learn to ask for that need. You and I both require for you to come to the place where it is instinct for you to speak, to ask, and to make known.”
Mr. Reevesworth reached out and opened a drawer, taking out a black bag. He opened it, revealing a small shiny device of bent and circular bars with one straight one extending into the center by a very short distance.
Collin watched it, his body curling tighter in on itself. His feet tried to walk backward on the weave of the rug, but he was already as tight against the drawers as he could go.
“This is a chastity device, one that can be worn for long periods of time. It has a secondary feature that will help us both with a secondary purpose.”
“It locks.” Collin’s voice surprised him. “You’re going to lock me up so I always have to ask.”
“Yes. Do you need to safe word? Because there are only two ways I will unlock it.”
Collin raised his eyes from the device to Mr. Reevesworth’s face.
“I will unlock it when you ask so that you can urinate, or I will unlock it when I deem that you are hurting yourself, but in each such instance, you will suffer an hour of stimulation to your prostrate while still wearing this device. There will be no relief offered—even if you beg.”
Collin shivered. “Yes, sir.”
“Very well then.” Mr. Reevesworth stood and extended his hand. “It’s time to visit the porcelain throne.”
“Does this mean I’ve already earned an hour, sir?”
Mr. Reevesworth paused. “Would it be worse for you to not know what the punishment is like, or would you rather put it off?”
“I’d—” Collin mentally kicked himself even as his mouth moved. “I’d rather know, sir.”
“Do you feel guilt?”
Collin’s eyes dropped to his feet. Did he feel guilt? Yes. He’d all but growled at Mr. Reevesworth. Then again, when it came to guilt, what was new? He was always messing up.
“I was disrespectful, sir.”
“You were frustrated, Collin. And it showed. But you did not curse at me or become aggressive, something I am almost sure will happen eventually. A bridge we will cross together. Now come, your bladder is suffering.”
The toilet ritual finished, Collin let go of the hand towel and turned to Mr. Reevesworth. “Are we putting it on now, sir?”
“We could, but no. I’m going to make a call and see about getting in with Elliot. He’s an excellent technician who runs a salon downstairs. You can wear the device once you are waxed. Wearing it without preparation can lead to some unpleasantness. And while the device can be uncomfortable at first, pulling hair in those regions is not the kind of pain I wished to see you in.”