At boarding school I was a member of a "secret society" who met in an old attic storeroom, and talked about sex. I had more money than most, and I used to bet them $5 they couldn't tie me up and make me come. I always acted revolted at the whole thing, begging them to stop and whining about how much I hated it, which of course at that age only made them worse, and my chances of escape about zero! It was well worth $5, and when they discovered fellatio, the money was less important, as long as they could force me to do this, about endlessly, since the first one was ready again by the time I finished the fifth one....This pretty much flavored my life in the future, and turned me into a willing rubber-slave, married to, and owned by, a woman twice my age, who controls my life 24/7/365. I am very happy and often think back to the early days...