You wake up in a clinic, paralysed, unable to move, a nurse in a beautiful red lingerie set in front of you. She explains you that all this is part of her plan: teasing you before your surgical castration, getting you ready to be finally free from your sexual impulses.

You are filled with dread at the idea that there must be a mistake, that you don't deserve this treatment, but it is totally impossible to say a word, your mouth is shut because of the paralysis.

Amused, the nurse keeps teasing you and inspecting you, touching her body with her shiny white latex gloves, usin...

You wake up in a clinic, paralysed, unable to move, a nurse in a beautiful red lingerie set in front of you. She explains you that all this is part of her plan: teasing you before your surgical castration, getting you ready to be finally free from your sexual impulses.

You are filled with dread at the idea that there must be a mistake, that you don't deserve this treatment, but it is totally impossible to say a word, your mouth is shut because of the paralysis.

Amused, the nurse keeps teasing you and inspecting you, touching her body with her shiny white latex gloves, using a tongue forceps to open your mouth while you are pathetically drooling, flashing a light in your eyes, verbally humiliating you for being useless and in a few minutes... castrated.

"Let's do it", she says, while putting on her nurse coat...