My wife was delighted when I suggested we invite her father to come live with us. He was widowed, living alone in a tiny apartment, and lonely. She thought I was a saint! Now, I am what is called a "house-husband" as she has a really good job, pays well, but demands many business trips, and overtime. What she doesn't know, and probably never will, is that the minute she leaves, her father ties me up in a rubber bag, totally inescapable, with zipped openings at mouth and crotch, and we spend days at a time with him wanking me to the point of near insanity, with much orgasm delay and denial, plus constant intrusion of his sizable member into my mouth, via the other zipper! He is utterly merciless, and enjoys the power he has over me. He swears his daughter would quickly be okay with the arrangement, since it "makes him happy" and she's always been a "daddies girl"! Unfortunately, all he has to do is keep me like that, until she actually gets home, and present her with a "fait accompli" which he swears, she would quickly be okay with! I hope he's right!