I have an extreme femme-dom marriage, and some years ago, my wife received an invitation to an exclusive femme-dom party, with very special rules to be followed, if attending. On arrival, before exiting our vehicle, she secured me comfortably but escape-proof, in a latex strait-jacket, and a really wicked sensory-deprivation hood of padded heavy leather, with lockable straps in three directions a well as the neck. Then, otherwise naked, and heavily dosed with Viagra, despite my excellent libido anyway, she led me into the main body of the party, to what she told me later was considerable applause, at my state of utterly helpless 'readiness' and generous endowment. From there on, many hands caressed and probed me, intimately, and I was passed around freely, at first. After a while, when the liquor had flowed sufficiently, I guess, it got more intimate, and I was forced to have intercourse with numerous women, standing upright, and then bent over a barstool, was gently gang-r**ed by a succession of anonymous males, who were very careful not to hurt me, but totally determined to reach a satisfactory conclusion. The proceedings culminated with an endless hell of orgasm denial, as several different unseen people took me skilfully to the edge of orgasm but never allowed me to go over it. I couldn't even make a sound, and was utterly unconscious of any outside stimuli, other than the clever, wicked fingers, and sometimes lips. My wife told me that when I began dancing involuntarily on the spot, unable to reach any relief or release, there was more applause, and lots of "suggestions" for further mischief. Apparently I wasn't the only 'attraction' but the most popular one, it seemed. She received several very generous offers to either purchase me outright, or rent me, by the day, week, month, or year. She maintains that she kept all these phone numbers, and uses them as leverage to push me even further down the slippery slope of total submission, in our own activities. She does often recreate the bondage techniques at weekends, and has friends over for the weekend, sometimes male, sometimes female, often both. Now I ask you, who could POSSIBLY wish for a more fulfilled and fulfilling sex life? Am I lucky, or what?