You're caged into a small box since one month, huddled and motionless. All your muscles are atrophied, you have become skinny, stunted and deformed. Your jailer comes everyday, she opens the box, feeds you with a little piece of bread just to keep you alive and you to stroke your cock. You weakly obey her, knowing your body is too atrophied to escape. But you always preserve some cum for her charming and sexy person. Suffering from Stockholm Syndrome, all you want is to let her execute you, slowly, taking you inexorably to pass away...