Thick ones... snappedtightly... and wrapped around and around... the base of your balls...useless now anyway... for quite some time... and in much the...same way...as farm animals are castrated... with rubber bands... and as the rubberbands... inexorably constrict... and eventually stop altogether... thelast bit of blood flow... to the testicles... one to three days...depending on how tight the rubber bands are... but never more thanthree... agonizingly long days... except that the agony... is. Overtime I got brave and when she slept over her friends house (probably actually to get fucked or blow someone) I slowly overtime collected a few of her lovely small thongs and panties (some clean, some dirty), each I would put the crotch on my face and on my dick and would cum all over them and kept them for future use, she never noticed I took any. One time I got really lucky and she had just changed to go out to another friends house in a hurry so I knew some panties/thongs had to be. ...this is unbelievable.” “Oh Shit.....Now Vicky.” Vicky grabbed my balls with her fingernails and squeezed. My first spasm flew up into Christina. Vicky grabbed my dick and pulled it back so that the tip pumped shot after shot onto Christina's pussy lips and bound clit. I felt like damn cock was harder than before. “OK....Now we switch positions.” Vicky moved back and disconnected the wires to the machine. She removed the strap-on and flipped Christina onto her back. I had moved behind. " Roger, would you really spank me?" Izzy, right now, I'm just trying to figure how to get to the dinner table without tripping over my hardon."We finally got to the patio. The view was magnificent. I could see the river gleaming in the distance while the city's lights formed a dazzling panorama to my left. Izzy seated me where I would get the best view on Bill's left while she sat across from me.The maid came out and served us sizzling plates of Chateaubriand with Duchess potatoes and.