So I now knew that I would be in my predicament for about and hour and a half, I would have a zipper of 16 pegs (10 plus the 3 on each of my balls) ru...ning down my body and if I wanted to speed up my release I would have to humiliatingly taste my own cum and when I could release my self I would have to pull off pegs from my sore balls as well as the rest of my body.I new this was going to be a test and a painful one at that, I even got a comment on how painful pulling pegs from your ball is. A few ladies were setting up seven easels arranged in a rather random fashion. Next to each was a little stand with a pot of water and a selection of brushes. One or two of the women looked up as Katie entered and smiled. There was a sort of wooden plinth at the front of the studio and Maggie invited Katie to sit down, while everyone prepared for the class. After a few minutes, Matt entered and padded through the studio in his bare feet, acknowledging the art students in a ‘let’s get on with. I pulled my briefs down enough to get my swollen and hard cock out. My wife started to wank it. It was not good! I quickly whispered to her, “Stop, there too much friction”. She halted and waited as I lubricated my cock with as much spit as I could produce. My wife restarted the hand-job. It instantly felt much better than before. I was trying to relax while keeping an eye out for any one that may see what was going on. I was finding it a little difficult but luckily most people were asleep,. It was equally arousing as it was a relief that there were people out there like me. I finally didn’t feel filthy. There was so much content that I ended up binge-watching it for days. I was in love with the idea of being bred and wanted to try it.The knot had me a little apprehensive but It never changed my mind. After working up the courage and waiting for the perfect moment, the opportunity arose! My mother was working a double shift so I had the house to myself for the rest of the evening..