After he had undressed, he handed me the key to the lock which secured the device around his balls, as well as over his entire cock. "Do you wear this...all the time?" I asked, feeling surprised, and more than a little curious."I do most of the time," he replied. "I take it off to shower, and a few other times, but I generally don't leave it off for very long." As he explained that, there was a distinct sense of personal pride in the tone of his voice."Does your wife know you wear it?" No. She. Masturbating had never been for me but it was now. I had found an exotic side to me I never knew existed.What was a cuckold? I had never heard of it before. It's a man whose wife cheats on him, I looked it up. Well Tom is one now. I made him one just over half an hour ago. He does not know it but he is. He will be home from work in another hour. He will just walk in as normal expecting his dinner on the table. He won't even know he has been cucked today. Aren't I awful thinking like that?Terry. Not around her wrists but loose in a way that it was no longer holding her arms high in the air. Sally’s shoulders burned from being in that position for so long but she didn’t care as being tied up like that had given her such an intense feeling being James’s slave. ‘Kneel,’ was all James said almost so softly Sally almost missed it because of her heavy breathing. Sally did not hesitate hearing the strength and confidence in his voice more than his words. The ropes where just loose enough. I meet her at the terminal gate."Hey, Uncle" she says through a huge smile, and kisses me on the lips like a wife would.She hugs me and we embrace. "I've missed you" she says. "been thinking about you for the last several weeks, just can't tell you how happy I am to be back, you know ? she squeaked, almost crying. "I'm glad to see you too, honey" I say. "You look great".We drive towards home and she unloads both barrels. She tells me she hasn't been very truthful with me and I almost panic. She.