They have tried everything they could think of to make me at least be able to lead a life of my own, but considering there was as much internal damage...as there was, that was really wishful thinking on their part. I finally got sick of living in a glass room with no comforts of home like fluffy pillows or thick comforters, so I started to raise a stink. I got what I wanted. When they brought in the computer I knew they were going to monitor everything that I did online, and they did. The shrink. ." I have never seen anything like it," she said, as she reached out totouch the hard plastic of my prison. "Do you wear it all of the time?"I began to blush again; I had never spoken to anyone other than mygoverness about this before and those conversations tended to be veryshort, and one sided. "No Miss Susan, I am released every night beforebedtime". Her fingers began to probe further, beyond the confines of mymember, to the smooth shaven glands below causing my member to twitchmore. They were hesitating so Karen looked up and told them if they didn’t maybe the young guy on the next yacht maybe willing. As we all looked up a young guy was standing on the bow of the yacht net to us, watching. With that Steve took Karen by the hand, removed her dress for the young guy to see, and took her just inside the saloon. He then turned her around as she bent over a couch, so she could see us, and the other guy. He removed his shorts and then slid into Karen from behind, her face. We again, met him in the bar for a drink, S and J sat next to each other and he soon had his arm around her as she relaxed.After a nice glass of wine and a chat we all headed up to the hotel room where J started to undress S slowly and as he did so, he kept kissing her neck and touching her all over – she was really enjoying it, letting herself relax and they looked much more like lovers than client and masseur to me!J was standing behind S as they faced me while I took a video of them. He.