Jonathan paused to give me a chance to recover. He glanced at both of us and said, his voice deadpan, “You two know each other, don’t you?”As I ...assed Grainger, he and I exchanged wary nods. Jonathan filled me in on Grainger’s defection as we maneuvered Deborah’s trunk upstairs. I didn’t know Mrs. Schmidt and Rebecca visited Grainger in the hospital. Then, after Rebecca and I left, Mrs. Schmidt continued her visits. Her unbiased compassion, without strings, touched Grainger, and he recanted his. " Is that all," she said to my astonishment, "I thought it was something terrible." I used to have friends who thought armed robbers were better than me and you just shrug it off as if it was nothing," I said incredulously."It is nothing," she said."That nothing cost me my family, my job and my life." Not your life, at least not yet," she said."Because of that nothing, I have spent the last year living in hovels so bad even the cockroaches left, the bed in my current hellhole is constantly. You know you want it.” As I started to unzip his jeans, I could feel his bulge. I was surprised to find that he was not wearing anything under his jeans, and was greeted by a fairly large cock. By the state of his cock, he was clearly aroused by the situation. At this point I couldn't do anything but sit and stare. I was still trying to process my current situation. On my knees staring at what was probably 8-9 inch very thick dick that happened to be attached to a "friend." Again Alex. Shiny steel and securely locked, my cock trapped deep under the metal barrier.That was yet another aspect of my kinky situation - chained up and prevented from any sexual pleasure. Despite the headache, that started getting me horny. I could feel my trapped cock rising to the situation, yet still trapped in the small tube in the belt.But then another surprise - the spikes! As my cock expanded, I started to feel sharp spikes pressing into its sides. It started to get painful, then suddenly.