There's always a price
I married a younger girl, who was fine at first with my masochistic submissive bondage predilictions, but after a year or two, she revealed to me that she was bored and frustrated, and intended to get herself a male friend. It was a divorce or accept that, and she was so beautiful I accepted her proposal. So, she used to tie me up in rubber, mainly, as was my addiction, and then go off for the evening, presumably to meet someone. That was okay, until she decided to up the ante, so to speak, and brought someone home with her, one Friday night, while I was enclosed from head to foot in a heavy latex suit, with my goodies pulled outside, through a smallish opening which clung to the roots, and kept me exposed and vulnerable. The only other opening in the suit, was a pair of tiny metal-ringed holes at my nostrils. Nothing else. Next thing I know, having heard her arrive, a very rough hand was caressing my goodies, until to my extreme humiliation I slowly became massively erect. I should add my wrists were cuffed to the sides of a heavy leather belt round my waist, so I was utterly unable to defend myself. They ended up screwing on our bed, while I stood helpless at the side, and allowed her "friend" to tease and torment me, which he obviously enjoyed immensely, mauling my swollen balls until my muffled screams made them both laugh. He had a thing about humiliating a helpless male, by masturbating him to his knees, eventually, and never allowing him to come, and never stopping either. My wife really enjoyed the show, which was the price she exacted from him, for sex with her, and fro me, for getting all this rubber bondage which I craved. Been like this for years now!
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