"No!" I yelled. A few guys around me laughed. Carl just looked at me and yelled out loud to everyone "That's her husband!" Guys around me laughed some...more. The guy next to me said "Damn man, your wife is hot and slutty as hell. I wish my wife would do this." I looked at Tammy. She was still smiling and seemed to be enjoying all this. "Drop them in! Drop them in!" The room started to chant. Carl smiled and let go. Both my wifes rings plunged into the glass of cum. My stomach wrenched. Another. Before he could shake my hand I handed her the slip case, slightly bowing as I did so, and reverted to my childhood Brummie accent, “Oy’ll wait in the corner for yow, ma’am,” I said, nodding silently to Fred and retreated a step or two before turning and walked over to the bar, where a young woman behind the bar offered me a drink with a sweet red lipped smile.“Just a tonic water, please, Oy’m drivin’,” I said.I had worked in the south west of England five days out of seven for almost 25 years,. I was burning up with heat; I was so wet my juices were running down my thighs in little rivers. I reached between my legs to wipe some of the moisture away, and saw Rita looking straight at me with a weird look in her eyes. "Fuck it," I thought, "I'm going to show that bitch." I danced my way over to her, grinding against random dancing people. I approached really close to her and danced next to her for a bit. She stopped dancing and closed her eyes, moving slightly away from me. "What's. .. my rectum.”Mark wrote everything down in his pocketbook. Then he turned the screw again. I involuntarily arched my back and tried to brace myself, starting to whimper.“That was only a half-turn” Mark said. “Now I will continue. Feel free to shout or scream. There’s nothing to be ashamed of.” Mark completed the turn.“Ooooh god!” I was struggling to overcome the pain, and it took almost two full minutes before I was able to speak. “My whole abdomen is throbbing … my ball … oh … it’s getting.