So, I asked him if I could play with his cock. And, he said yes.So, I pulled my arm from under his neck and moved down between his legs. His cock was ...ice and hard and I started to lick and suck it and he moaned. He said his wife wouldn’t suck his cock and that’s really what the fight had been about. She had refused when they were engaged but that he wanted her to do it now that they were married. And when he got pissed she got even more pissed and in the scuffle…she booted him out, packed up. I touched his bulging trousers and slowly unzipped his fly. Then I pulled his cock out from his underwear, and began to stroke it.He kissed my neck as I stroked his cock, until it was hard and glistening with pre-cum.He stopped kissing me and watched me play with his cock. I looked into his eyes and spat a glob of saliva on his cock. I stroked my saliva and his pre-cum, over his hard cock.He caressed my breasts as I stroked his cock. My mouth was a gape and my eyes flickered, like I was on some. In addition, I grabbed the frontportion of my hem and petticoats in each hand, lifting it so my tiny,inescapable titanium chastity device was on full display to him, it'sintegrated PA piercing securely compressing my once proud seven inchesto a mere inch and a quarter.Panties for me was forbidden so that my emasculated state could alwaysbe shown easily when required, which was often.When Sir had expressed concern over another "man" living under her roof,Mistress brutally trained me to increase. I had been on the side of this road now for 5 hours, with no success, notwithstanding it had been raining for 3 of those 5 hours. I would have left, but I had nowhere to go, I was stuck here until someone took pity on me. Suddenly, I began to hear the sound of a car in the distance. Looking up, I saw it emerging through the sheets of rain down the road, I stuck my thumb out, but the car shot past without slowing down for a second. I sighed and slumped down to sit on my bag. I started to cry.