"Well, that was one hell of a mindfuck." Jamie bluntly told himself, slamming the door behind him after finally getting out of that maze.

Disorienting didn't even describe how Krystal's caverns made the young hero feel. All those illusions and hallucinations of the bitches he had just worked so hard to escape from had almost gotten to him, but he had kept his wits about him, and now he was out. He'd done it.

As it would turn out, the advice about keeping your hand on the wall at all times really did work, if not just get a little time consuming.

He took a few seconds to look around at where he was now. There was a much more different aesthetic from the previous room. This one wasn't made of rock & crystal like the cavern, thank goodness for that, but instead looked pretty advanced for what it was.

There was a collection of tools and apparatus he had seen on the occasional visit to the doctor's office, and the colors of the room gave him that same impression. It was sterile, clean and white. There was only the smell of the sanitizer stuff they used on medical equipment.

Although, it didn't exactly ease his nerves all that much.

In fact, Jamie could only imagine what was waiting for him in this room. Maybe some kind of mad doctor, looking for a "patient" to perform their latest experiment on? Or perhaps such an experiment, raring to tear him limb from limb?

The young fox gulped. Whatever was waiting for him in this room, there was only one way to find out, and he was sure as hell going to do just that.

Taking a step forward into the room, Jamie cautiously looked around the room for the smallest sign of danger, but he didn't see anything yet.

"Is... Is anyone here?" He called out to the seemingly empty room, looking around and taking a few more steps, not detecting any kind of life form present besides him.

"Isn't that what I should be asking?" A British voice answered back, coming from the other side of a nearby curtain, catching the fox off-guard for a moment.

Immediately, he grabbed the handle of his sword, readying it for any incoming combat.

"Who's there? Show yourself!" Jamie called out again, his tone a little more angry this time.

A moment later, a somewhat larger figure stepped forward and moved the curtain aside to give him a view of who he was now addressing.

And what a view that turned out to be.

She turned out to be another anthropomorphic canine of the tower. This one was a dalmatian, pretty mature in comparison to the rest of the guardians he had faced thus far, assuming she was meant to be one.

But it was her attire that his eyes were drawn to.

She was wearing a doctor's lab coat and a stethoscope around her neck, but that was it for the top half of her ensemble. The former was only just able to hide the nipples of those generous mounds fixed to her chest.

The bottom half wasn't that much more professional, in all honesty. All that they involved were a blue pair of panties, showing off her camel-toe, a pair of white stocking that showed a pretty decent amount of her white & black-dotted fur beneath, and a pair of red high-heel shoes on her feet.

Jamie felt his mouth salivating at the sight. This had to be another trap, and yet, it wasn't doing much to deter him from getting a piece of that ass.

The dalmatian doctor chuckled, smirking a bit as she took notice of his eyes locked onto her body.

"Like what you see, luv?" She asked, walking towards him with a sensual sway of her hips.

"Umm..." The younger canine droned, before quickly shaking his head and trying to compose himself. "A- Are you the guardian of this floor?"

"I might be." She replied, standing in front of him and gently putting her hand under his chin to make him look her in the eyes. "Hmm... Patient shows a few signs of confusion and nervousness, but also displays a rather eager look in his eyes. Very curious."

She took a step back and looked at him with a more serious gaze, before moving even closer to him, his snout now only inches from her cleveage.

"Dear me, you're absolutely exhausted, too. You must have been through quite the ordeal, hm?"

Jamie didn't know what to think of the doctor's examination, and he could only nod in response to her question.

Surely she was just toying with him, like the others were, but he had a feeling that, unlike them, the doctor was more than willing to give him exactly what he wanted, even if it meant going against her own wishes.

Deep down, he was sure that was an unwise decision to make, but he couldn't resist it. Not when it was right in front of him, practically begging him to go balls deep inside it.

Speaking of balls...

"Ngghh!?" He grunted at the sudden feeling of the dalmatian grasping his nutsack, giving them a feel and a gentle squeeze, as if examining them.

She let out a shocked gasp at what she was feeling down there.

"And you haven't blown your load all day!? My goodness, how on earth did you manage that?"

"I... Umm... Just got lucky, I guess." Jamie answered, a blush growing on his face.

The doctor smiled, her eyes half-lidded, as she gently moved her fingers along the underside of his cock.

"Well, we'll need to change that right away. It's imperative that young lads like you cum at least thrice a day. It's good for your health."

Jamie couldn't help but feel his mind flutter at her words.

A doctor ordering him to blow his load AT LEAST 3 times a day? That would be a wonderful diagnosis indeed, but he doubted that it was true in any sense.

In fact he was now even more sure that she was just another temptress trying to stop him from reaching her mistress.

Hell, he was starting to doubt she was actually a doctor at all.

However, he didn't get the chance to bring the legitimacy of her medical license to question, before he was pushed back onto the bed behind him, bent over backwards as the dally got on top of him.

"Now, let's start with a bit of mouth-to-mouth, shall we?" She said with a seductive purr, before planting a wet kiss right on his lips.

Jamie couldn't resist moaning into the kiss, his arms instinctively wrapping themselves around her, bringing her closer.

By all means, he knew he should've just pushed her off him and made a break for it to the next door over. Or even got some answers out of him.

After all, despite the age difference between them, he was a paladin in training, and her supposed profession was in the medical field; he was sure he could take her in a head-to-head fight, and she hadn't even used any kind of magic... To his knowledge.

However, his hormones were doing most of the thinking right now.

The young fox found himself enjoying this.

She tasted wonderful, and the way her tongue played with his was nothing short of amazing. If this was her idea of treatment, he'd be sure to ask her for a daily appointment.

No, an hourly appointment.

Maybe even a 24/7 appointment, so that he'd have an excuse to have his way with her whenever the hell he wanted.

His grip around her body tightened as he held her close, grinding his bulge into her crotch, his body acting on pure instinct.

They were both canines, legal age and all alone, so every instinct in Jamie's body told him to make sweet, passionate love to her.

And she was only helping to fuel those desires.

She moaned softly into the kiss, grinding her hips against his own, a smile on her lips, knowing she had already succeeded in her objective.

All too soon, she broke the kiss and stared deeply into his eyes.

"As I thought... Uncontrollable libido and sexual urges. You're not just in need of a few loads to shoot out; you're in need of some quite hefty release."

The young paladin nodded, a little too eager to agree with her, his mouth agape, drool trickling down his chin, as he looked at her older, loving eyes.

The Dalmatians in his home village were all in the employ of the fire service, and while it was a commendable and highly respected profession, it didn't give him much reason to interact with any of them, even those that were his own age, so he hadn't really given the breed much thought.

That all changed now.

"What's your name?" Jamie asked, wanting to get a little more personal with the older canine.

"Oh, silly me." The doctor giggled, playfully slapping her forehead, before placing a hand on her chest. "Delilah. Dr. Delilah Dalmatian."

"M- Mine's Jamie." The fox responded, his hands resting on her wide hips.

"Well, I'm pleased you've made it this far, Jamie." Delilah cooed, running her finger along his cheek. "But enough introductions. Would you like a more... Thorough exam~? I promise you'll be fully satisfied."

The doctor licked her lips, her tail wagging behind her, and Jamie didn't need to think twice about what she meant.

He had no intention of saying no.

Besides, how bad could it be? He was sure he'd still be fighting fit when this was all done with.

"Y- Yes, ma'am~"

"Such a good boy." She said with a grin, moving her hand from his cheek and down his chest.

The fox blushed a bit at the praise. The way she said it, there was a perfect mixture of affection from a lover and motherly cate due to her age, and it just made him want her even more.

"Now, I think it's time I started examining your equipment."

The older canine reached down between his legs and grasped the bulge that had grown in his pants.

"Would you mind removing your armor and attire? I'll need to see what we're working with." She asked casually, getting off him for a moment.

What little sense of self-control and integrity he had left inside him demanded otherwise, knowing that there would be no salvage from whatever cruel fate Delilah and Georgette had in store for him if he gave in.

And yet, it was quickly silenced, and all he could think about was how badly he wanted to fuck the older doctor.

"R- Right away, Doctor~" He moaned, sitting up and slowly reaching to start removing the armor and clothing that was protecting him.

She could see the reluctance in his eyes, and it made her smile wickedly.

"Now now, no need to be nervous~" Delilah cooed teasingly, grabbing her stethoscope and tossing it aside to a counter. "I know there's a lady present, but you shouldn't feel ashamed of yourself, sweetheart."

Jamie wanted to give in to her gentle guidance and let her do as she wished with his body, but there was still that little, annoying knack telling him to resist and do the right thing still blocking his actions.

Which meant, it was time to use her trump card.

"Alright, I'll tell you what..." She began, getting his attention in time for him to see her grabbing her coat and ever so slightly pulling it apart, revealing a little bit more of her tits to him. "I'll shed mine if you shed yours. Okay?"

And with that, Jamie had officially thrown his integrity out the window.

He began taking off his clothes and armor like a maniac, not caring how much damage he was doing to his gear, the only thing that mattered was getting them off as fast as possible, so he could get a load of the bitch's bare body.

She almost looked startled at how quickly he tore his clothing off, but she looked happy at his boyish eagerness to claim his reward, and was more than happy to give it to him.

As soon as his tunic was off him, she kept her word and pulled the coat apart and lowered her arms downwards, allowing the medical attire to slip off her and fall to the floor.

Jamie's eyes widened and jaw dropped at the sight of her amazing mature breasts.

There they were, staring him in the face without a care in the world.

They looked to be a pair of large DD-cups, or perhaps even an E, and they jiggled and bounced freely with every movement she made, her nipples were erect and just begging to be played with.

Now both canines were topless, leaving only their lower halves covered by anything, and the bitch barely had much in that regard.

"Didn't think an older lass like me could be packing these, huh?" Delilah asked, grabbing her tits and lifting them up, showing off the soft flesh to the fox.

He didn't seem to even register her words, or even that she said anything at all, instead keeping his gaze fixed on those mutt melons attached to her chest, and she had a feeling she knew exactly what was going through his head.

"You want to play with these puppies, don't you~?" She teased, moving her boobs in a slow, circular motion, as if giving a hypnotist's pocket watch a spin.

It worked like a charm; each eye followed one of her huge tits as she spun them, completely making him lose focus on all else.

"Well, let's get more comfortable, shall we?" The doctor suggested, letting go of her goodies and reaching down for her stockings. "Come on, take those pants off, luv. Let's get a look at your equipment."

She didn't need to tell him twice.

Jamie's mind had gone blank and he was moving on auto-pilot, his hands quickly grabbing his trousers and tugging them down, kicking off his boots and tossing them away, not caring where they ended up.

Delilah matched his actions with more of a graceful pace, removing her heels and pulling her stocking off her legs, revealing her feet to him.

Even those were enough to give the younger canine a raging hard-on, if he didn't already have one.

"Mmmm, that's much better, isn't it? Feels a little less constricting." The older canine commented, looking at the semi-naked fox.

She bit her lip at the sight of his erection standing tall in his underwear, twitching a bit, eager to start fucking her like a bitch in heat.

"We're almost ready to operate~" She told him with a wink, crossing her arms under her bosom to push them up. "Now, if you wouldn't mind..."

His libido caught on quickly for him, reaching for his underwear and slipping it off, revealing his hard-on to her.

Her eyes went wide at the size and thickness of his cock, but entirely in a good way.

"Oh my!" She exclaimed, trying to surpass a giggle. "That is... Very impressive, I'll admit."

"I- Is it really?" Jamie asked, a little embarrassed by her reaction.

"Of course. You'd be surprised at the number of boys with... Different sizes from that. You should be proud to be so "unique", Jamie~"

He could tell she was making fun of him, but he didn't have the nerve to defend himself. Not right now, not like this.

Without another word, much to his delight, Delilah came closer to him, her hips swaying and her breasts bouncing with each step she took, until she was right in front of him on the bed again.

Once she was there, she turned around and bent over, sticking her glorious ass out to him and giving him a flirty look.

"Would you like to do the honors?"

The fox gulped.

She didn't need to ask him twice.

Taking a second to steel his nerves, Jamie grabbed her panties and slid them down her legs, taking a moment to marvel at the sight of her naked ass.

It was every bit as marvellous as those puppies on her chest, maybe even more.

He wanted to grab it, squeeze it, smack it, fuck it, and everything in between, and he was going to.

The moment the older dog was free of her panties, she moved back and sat on his lap, her back pressed against his chest.

She could feel his hot rod poking her in the butt and the small of her back, and it was making her pussy wet with excitement.

"Are you ready for your treatment, Jamie?" She asked passionately. "The doctor will see to your needs, now~"

"Y- Yeah..." He managed to get out, his voice wavering. "F- Fuck me..."

Delilah let out a small chuckle.

"That's not the way I'd phrase it, dearie, but if that's how you feel about me~"

With that, the dalmatian grabbed his cock and guided it to her slit.

He could feel how hot and moist it was.

The moment it pressed against her lips, she lowered her body down onto him, beginning the process of intercourse between the two mates.

The fox could only let out a moan as her warmth wrapped itself around him.

He could swear that her cunt was the best thing he'd ever felt in his 18 years of life.

"H- Holy shit..." He muttered, losing himself in this feeling of ecstasy from the mature cunt wrapping around his cock.

"Language, Jamie." She scolded him, but in a very loving and playful manner.

It wasn't a warning, it was more like a reminder, a gentle nudge.

It didn't change anything, though; Delilah began bouncing herself up and down on his rod, the two canines moaning together, their bodies in sync, their minds focused only on each other.

"Ahhh, such a needy specimen." The older bitch cooed, grabbing his hands with her own. "Clearly the patient is in need of severe attention and stimulation~"

"Hahhh, y- yeah... S- So good~"

"And clearly has a lack of knowledge in proper vocabulary~"

Jamie would have objected to her words, had he been able to think straight at the moment.

And the prospect of thinking at all was about to get even more difficult, at her next move; the dalmatian bitch moved his hands to her breasts and firmly pressed them against each one, forcing his fingers into her soft, bouncy flesh.

"Nghhh, th- this is all f- for your health, Jamie~" Delilah moaned, as her younger companion began kneading her chest on his own.

He nodded, not taking his eyes off her ass while his hands moved about her breasts on their own.

"O- Of course, d- doctor!" He exclaimed, trying to keep up with her pace. "T- This is all for m- my health!"

"That's the spirit, luv." She encouraged him, turning around and wrapping her hand around the back of his head, pulling him in for another passionate kiss, their tongues meeting once again.

Jamie moaned and eagerly returned the gesture, squeezing her tits as he continued pumping his cock in and out of her.

All his previous doubts and hesitation had been pushed to the wayside, his mind and body completely consumed by lust and mating instincts.

He could have sworn that they had been fucking for hours now, even if it had only been a few minutes.

"Ahhhh... Y- You feel so good, Doctor!" He moaned, his hands grabbing her hips and picking up the pace.

"Oh, darling, I'm so glad you're taking your medicine this well." Delilah purred, her tail wagging with delight. "But remember, the patient needs to cum thrice a day for a healthy life. So, let's not keep you waiting~"

Her words were like magic, as he could feel his load ready to burst inside her.

"I- I'm close, Doctor! I'm gonna-"

"Cum inside me, sweetheart. Blow your load and make me proud!" She ordered him.

"I will, ma'am!"

Jamie could feel his cock ready to explode.

"I'm- I'm gonna- I'm cumming! CUMMING!!"

His fate had been sealed, now that he shot his hot sticky load into her awaiting womb, his hands gripping her hips tightly.

"Ohhh, I can feel it!" The older canine cried out in delight, as she was filled with his cum. "Yes, fill me up, luv! Let's keep going!"

He was all too happy to oblige, keeping up the humping with her on his lap like nothing had happened.

His first orgasm was too amazing for him to stop so soon, and he wanted to make his new mate proud of him, as well as follow the professional's specifications to blow his load at least 3 times a day.

"Hahhh, oh, Doctor~" Jamie moaned, resting his head on her shoulder, as he pumped his cock inside her.

"Yes, keep going, luv. That's a good boy~" She praised him, her voice low and seductive.

"Doctor, I'm gonna cum again! Your pussy is too good, I can't stop!"

"That's a good lad, just let it all out. Don't hold back~"

With that, the fox's cock sprayed his seed once again, filling her pussy to its deepest with his needy spunk.

But again, that didn't stop him from keeping up the pace and going at her like his life depended on it.

As far as his lust-controlled mind knew, his health certainly did.

"Such a good patient." Delilah cooed, caressing her young lover's cheek. "So eager to please, so obedient with my commands. Just one more, and you'll be cured of your virginity, sweetheart."

The doctor leaned back and let her tongue loll out, moaning and panting as Jamie thrust his cock deep inside her, his balls slapping against her snatch.

He was panting like a wild dog, his grip tight on her hips, and his cock twitching inside her pussy, ready to let loose its last load.

"D- Doctor, I'm cumming! A- Again!" He announced, before firing his load deep inside her.

"N- Now... That's... Much... Better..." Delilah muttered, as she felt herself being filled up once more.

After a few more pumps, he stopped, and his body went limp, ready to collapse.

"P- Phew... That was great, Doctor."

"Thank you, sweetheart." She told him, turning around to face him. "And now for the final step."

The older bitch gently pushed his head to her bosom, getting his mouth in line with one of her erect nipples.

"Time for some milk, dear."

With his head pressed against her tits, Jamie didn't waste time getting his lips wrapped around the nipple, sucking on it and swallowing down a small amount of the white stuff.

It tasted amazing, better than any he had ever experienced before, save for maybe Miltank's.

He truly felt loved and safe in her arms, seeing her as both a medical professional and a mother figure, and he was happy to lose the last of his energy and stamina in her arms.

"Oh, you are so sweet, Jamie. I'll be sure to give you plenty more visits in the future." Delilah said, stroking his hair and smiling down at him.

He wanted to question what exactly she meant by that, but he no longer possessed the willpower to think for himself, and he could feel his eyelids getting heavy after such an intense treatment.

It didn't go unnoticed by the mature canine, who smiled sweetly at his sleepy expression.

"Alright, the patient needs his rest now." She simply said, giving him a tender kiss on the forehead.

She stood up, his cock slipping out of her snatch and leaving her dripping with his seed, and Jamie could only watch as his beloved Doctor got off him and started putting her clothes and coat back on.

"I'll see you in the morning~" She told him with a wink, walking away with her hips still swaying.

Jamie wasn't in much position to argue with her suggestion, instead opting to close his eyes and get some much-needed sleep.

***

"Urgh..." The arctic fox groaned, his eyes stirring awake after a long period of darkness.

Looking around, he could see that he was strapped to a table of sorts, his arms and legs spread apart and kept in place.

"Huh? What the...?"

He looked down at himself, noticing that he was still naked, his crotch being covered up by a small sheet, and his gear and clothes were nowhere to be seen.

All he could remember from last night was the dalmatian he had met and... Oh no.

"Ahh, we're awake?" The familiar voice of the doctor dog came, as she walked over to him.

"You're just in time for the second procedure."

"Wait, wha-?!" Jamie tried to get out, before the bitch put a finger on his lips.

"Hush up." She announced, looking across from him to something else in the room with them. "Shall we begin the operation, nurse?"

With an earned level of caution, the fox turned his head around to see who she was addressing, though he would quickly be wishing that he hadn't.

To his dismay, there stood the elegant but evil poodle she was sure had been sent here to stop in the first place.

The pristine white fur, poofy blue hair and expensive golden accessories were a giveaway for that revelation, but it was her attire that he was surprised at.

Similar to Delilah, it was a medical-themed esemble, and horribly inappropriate for a real place of practice; a short-cut nurse outfit, revealing a majority of her bosom and barely covering enough of her crotch for decency's sake, and a cap on her head.

"Yes, Doctor." Georgette said, giving a slight nod as she smiled crudely at their patient/victim. "I trust you have the diagnosis ready?"

Delilah held up a piece of paper, giving it a look over, before tutting her tongue a few times.

"Oh deary, deary me. The patient exudes a boyish libido, a taste for older woman, lack of knowledge about safe sex and a chronic case of... Defying Mistress Georgette's rule? My, my. The poor lad's condition is much more serious than I first thought."

Jamie gulped.

"Th- That's not true! I- I though yo-"

The youngest canine present didn't get the chance to speak, before the wicked poodle closed his mouth between her fingers and kept her focus on her companion.

"Darling, that DOES sound quite serious. Is there any cure for the silly boy?" She asked tauntingly, like she already knew the answer.

"Indeed there is, and it's very simple." Delilah replied, walking around the table Jamie was strapped to.

He watched with dread at whatever was about to happen to him, especially as she rummaged through her tools for whatever she was aiming for.

"As I'm sure you already know, ma'am, all this stems solely from his genitals and their need for release, so we're going to need to take drastic measures to ensure that can't be in control." Delilah explained, bending over so that he arse was pointing at the captured fox, teasing him further.

"Hmm, I can see your point, Doctor. But do you believe that chastity alone will be enough?" Georgette questioned, raising an eyebrow.

Jamie wasn't looking forward to that; getting his cock locked up, while not the worst thing that could happen to him, would've been a horrible thought to endure, let alone go through with.

"Oh, goodness, no." Delilah continued, slowly standing up as she got what she was looking for. "I'm not talking about getting him caged."

The arctic fox would've let out a sigh of relief, if not for what she was now holding in her hand.

A scalpel.

"I'm suggesting a full neuter."

Jamie's eyes widened and he immediately struggled against his restraints, not wanting to hear anymore of her plans, but it was futile.

He couldn't break free, and he could only watch as the older bitch stepped closer and closer to his crotch area.

"Ahh, what an excellent suggestion~" Georgette said, licking her lips with anticipation. "We wouldn't want the silly boy causing a ruckus again, now would we?"

"Mmmm, yes. He wouldn't even think about getting into a woman's pants ever again~" Delilah added, grinning wildly as she lowered herself to get a better look at his genitals. "More importantly, this'll certainly teach him to think twice about defying you, mi'lady."

Georgette smiled, even more so when she saw the panicked look on their captive's face.

"I couldn't agree more, Doctor. I can see why you're my best."

"Why thank you, darling."

"Please!" Jamie finally exclaimed, trying to get his voice heard as he shook his head about. "I don't want to get neutered! I want to be a dad! I want a fam-!"

"Nurse, the patient is getting rowdy. Would you mind?" The dalmatian announced, looking at her mistress with a knowing grin.

"Gladly, Doctor~" The poodle cooed, quickly stabbing the patient in the neck with something thin and sharp. "There, there, now. The Doctor is working."

Now, the paladin-in-training wasn't sure what he should've been more worried about: losing his manhood, or whatever the hell she had just injected him with.

But whatever the latter was, it seemed to be taking effect right away; he could feel his muscles relaxing and his mind drifting into a haze, almost as if he were falling asleep again.

His eyes began to get heavy, but he forced himself to stay awake, watching as the two older bitches conversed like they were discussing the weather.

From what little of his senses remained down there, he could grudgingly feel Delilah getting to work in removing his sense of pride from him, while he was forced to look up at the evil poodle responsible for all this.

"Well, that should keep you quiet." Georgette said, sounding quite proud of her decision. "And in the meantime, let's address your behavior, shall we?"

Without getting a chance to answer, not that he could right now anyway, the elegant canine grabbed his jaw and forced it open, before positioning her own right above it.

It didn't take a genius to work out her intention, as she immediately dropped a huge wad of spit down his throat.

"Ahhhh~" She sighed, a relaxed smile on her lips. "Nothing like a good spitting in a boy's mouth to keep him compliant, don't you agree, Doctor?"

"Oh, yes." Delilah casually answered, continuing her work. "But a sharp slap in the face helps even more. It helps them remember their place."

"Hmm, that's a wonderful idea." Georgette cooed, leaning down and bringing her paw closer to his face, before quickly and painfully slapping him.

"Hnngh!" He grunted, feeling the sting of her hand.

"I recommend both cheeks, to get the point across." Delilah advised, chuckling to herself as the other bitch delivered another hard slap.

"Nghh... F- Fuck... Y- You..." Jamie got out, his eyes barely able to stay open.

"Tsk, tsk, such foul language, my dear." Georgette cooed, looking down on him with cocky disdain. "That's just earned you a couple more."

Once again, she raised her hand and slapped him with it, this time making his cheek turn red, and he could only growl as he took the punishment, knowing there was nothing he could do about it.

"I wondered why the other guardians had such trouble with you, Jamie." She said, slapping him again with a strict force. "But it's no wonder, now. You were long overdue for this treatment. You poor thing, being deprived of it all this time. But now you're in the right place."

Her hand came down upon his face once more, making his face sore from the repeated blows.

"I'll make sure you're put in your place, and given everything you deserve, you silly little pup."

When she forced his face upwards again, she could see the tears in his angered eyes, and the way his jaw was clenching.

"Awww, are you upset, little one?" Georgette teased, caressing his cheek in her hand, a gentle touch, in stark contrast to the slaps she had been dealing him. "It's alright. If you haven't learned your lesson by tomorrow, I'll schedule you for a lobotomy. No more thinking the wrong things."

Her words made the fox's blood run cold, and the idea of having his brain removed entirely was a horrible thought.

"Alright, we're all done here." Delilah announced, putting the scalpel aside and holding her hand up, a look of accomplishment on her face.

Jamie was afraid to look, and a part of him didn't want to see what had been done to him, but his curiosity was greater than his fear.

Slowly, he turned his gaze downward, and he could only let out a whimper at the sight.

Sure enough, she was holding his bollocks in her hand, and his cock wasn't exactly looking any better, as it was now missing a few important pieces.

"What a lovely little trophy." Georgette commented, inspecting the former paladin's former balls. "Emphasis on "little", honestly."

"Yes, they're rather small, aren't they? But that's alright, they're all he needed."

The poodle nodded, letting go of his face and standing up, giving him a stern look.

"I hope you're proud of yourself, young man." She told him, spitting on his face again, before making her way to the door. "I expect to see you with a more appreciative attitude by tomorrow morning. Come, Delilah."

With that, the wicked dog walked off, her ass shaking with each step, her dalmatian companion following right behind her, but not before turning back and smiling at him.

"Until next time, luv~" She said with a wink, before leaving him in the cell to his thoughts.

He couldn't believe it. He had lost everything.

16 floors up the 20 floor tower, all for nothing.

He had lost more than he gained, and there was no way he'd be able to get his old life back.

All because of those stupid sluts.

"Fuck..." Jamie muttered, tears streaming down his cheeks as he cried to himself.

No more balls, no praise when he returned home (if ever), no fathering kids of his own.

"FUCK!!" He yelled, slamming his head back against the table, wishing he could kill every single one of the women he had encountered in this god-forsaken tower.

But that was impossible. He probably wasn't even getting out of this cell, unless Georgette decided to show him some mercy.

Even if she did come back, he knew he would need a serious change in attitude, or else she'd follow through with that threat of a certain surgery next time.

This was going to be hell.

BAD END 16: SURGERY