With Monica spacing out in her new chair, Damon had no hope but to follow Master to his new quarters. And so, Master and Damon made their way back the the stairwell and yet deeper down into the sub-basement that contained Damon's quarters. At the bottom of the stairs were two doors, one wooden, and the other a steel locked door with a small window in it. The first room, behind the wooden door, was a very basic room with a twin size bed, a small wooden desk, and a couple of shelves on the wall, and small chest of drawers. The walls were painted a light gray and the floor was a grayish wood floor. "This is the maid's quarters where you will sleep on Saturday nights. I need you to be a maid just as you're dressed on Sundays because I let the maids have that day off. You'll be responsible for a limited set of duties.", Master said. They then left the maid's room and passed through the steel door. This room was very much almost identical to Monica's dungeon complete with St. Andrew's cross, pillory, and an assortment of cages, benches, poles, and things hanging from the ceiling. But, at the opposite end of the dungeon was yet another locking steel door. Master and Damon proceeded through that door into a much brighter sterile looking environment with white painted cider block walls and green vinyl flooring. "You told Madame that you'd like to be locked up in a padded room wearing nothing but a thick disposable night time diaper and a straight jacket. And so, I thought it suitable to build this space out as a mental health institution. Let me show you the shower room, I think you'll enjoy it.", said Master. The shower room didn't have a door to it, but inside was a complete shower room with a blue shower trolley, sink, and a gray portable bedside commode with a urine deflector built onto the seat. "There's no toilet in your quarters because you said you weren't worthy of a toilet and would love to ask for permission to use a child's potty or portable commode while we watched.", Master quietly spoke. Damon only nodded. They then continued to the next room. In that room, there was a gynecological bed with stirrups, some cabinets, and a rolling stool to sit on. In another room, only a large hospital crib with a cage top, waterproof mattress, and bed restraints and some cabinets occupied it. Yet, another room only had a bedside commode and a wooden mental institution captains bed with locking under bed storage that was mounted to the floor. Again the bed came with a waterproof mattress and bed restraints. The second to the last room was just as Damon asked for, it was a small cell that was was thickly padded....even on the ceiling and floor. There would be no way for him to get hurt in here. There was light, but Damon couldn't be for sure from where. "This room is completely sound proof and light proof when I turn off the lights", Master said. The last room was done up like a day room. There was a TV mounted on the wall, a locked steel cabinet with a few books, some art supplies, and a chess set. In yet, another locked steel cabinet were the special needs toys such as duplo building blocks, a toy piano in the shape of a cat, some rings to stack, and a few other toys as well. In the center of the room was a special needs chair complete with a butter fly harness, a foot board with straps, and winged head rest, a feeding tray, and handles on the back so that it could be rolled around. There was also a round table mounted to the floor with four matching stools around it also mounted to the floor which was at one side of the room. On the other side of the room facing the wall-mounted TV was an institutional looking tan couch that was also mounted to the floor. About this time, a woman entered the room and spoke in a whisper to Master so that Damon couldn't hear. "Please take off your uniform, but leave your diaper on and then sit in the special needs chair", asked Master to Damon. Damon complied while the woman, who looked like a nurse, removed the tray from the special needs chair and prepared it for Damon to sit in. When Damon had removed his clothes, the nurse found a couple of thick mittens and secured them to Damon's hands rendering them useless, she then ushered Damon into the special needs seat, fastened the harness around him, secured his feet to the foot board using the straps and segufix magnetic locks, and secured the tray to the special needs chair before securing his mittened hands to the chair back with yet more restraints and magnetic locks. She then procured a green medical bib and placed it around Damon's neck before setting his breakfast down on the tray. The bowl his food was in was a white silicone bowl whose suction cup was secured to the special needs tray. The nurse then grabbed a spoon and started feeding the mush to Damon. Though the mush was cold, to Damon's surprise it did have a mushy bread type texture and had a faint taste of apples and bananas. Once Damon finished the baby food, the nurse then grabbed a bottle with a nipple and fed Damon a nutrition supplement that tasted like vanilla. When finished, the nurse removed the tray and wheeled Damon back into the gynecological room where a man in scrubs was waiting for him with a whole bunch of new equipment. The nurse then unstrapped Damon and moved him over to the gynecological table where he was promptly strapped down again and given anesthesia to breath. Before long, he was out cold.