I don’t know how long I stayed there, stuck and without any thought in my mind excepted for a growing excitement, I could feel my cock getting harde... under my pants, finally a thunder shook me, I recovered and quickly walked outside. I was angry with my wife but after all I didn’t want to betray her in anyway, so I walked to my car to get home. I was turning the key when I heard the right door opening, I turned my head and saw her stepping inside. Without saying anything, her eyes looking into. "While I bathed, she took the sheets off the bed and chucked them in the washer. I spent an hour in there and by the time I came out, I'd washed, shaved and scented myself and she'd put fresh sheets on the bed."What's for eating?" I said and she thumped me quite hard."You chauvinistic bastard!" she yelled and aimed a kick at me. "For almost a fucking week, I've warmed you with my body, I've put up with your foul smelling farts, your horrible stinky breath and your unwanted erections and now. Which together we did. The little fat slug of a doctor appeared, who by now I had nick named ‘Mengele’…and my humiliation on this day started with the insertion of a catheter. ‘Mengele’ showed me the thing, a thin tube with an inflatable end that ensured the pipe end was firmly anchored in the body. This he said, “was because I had peed myself the day before and they didn’t want that again today did they!” I was later to find out that more importantly it was as a wonderful means of controlling. Should we get ready?” “He did? When?” “While you were moaning in my crotch. And it’s a good thing you locked the door.” “Why?” “Because daddy try to open the door?” “Oh. I see. Well thanks to you Babygirl I need a shower.” “Me too.” A fun thought struck me. “Uh… sis how about taking a shower together?” “OK” I grabbed my ‘Cum Cup’ off the dresser and head for the bathroom. As I’m sitting on the toilet, I start to pee in the plastic Halloween Vampire goblet that I use to.