I spend my evenings and weekends locked up in a latex sleep-sack with attached hood. The hood has a small airtight nylon zipper across my mouth, and two tiny nostril holes right above it. Similar zipper at my crotch, otherwise no other contact with the outside. My sleazy landlord is blackmailing me, over an encounter he secretly videotaped, with a large young man who turned out to be still under the legal age, surprisingly. Anyway, he "rents" me out to guys who are mainly much older, financially secure, and addicted to near-endless fellatio, while using Viagra. They insert themselves through the upper zipper, and away we go, for hours on end. Some of them will pull my goodies out through the other zipper, and close it tight round the roots, leaving me exposed and vulnerable, for a Viagra-enhanced session of really wicked orgasm denial, to the point of near-insanity! I probably swallow a pint of semen in the evening, and a quart over the weekend, more on a holiday weekend. I never see any of the money, but my rent is paid, which is nice. Average two guys per evening, and eight or ten over the weekend, and I think he makes pretty good money off me! I enjoy the severe confinement, and the utter submission inflicted upon me, as I seem to have a deep, dark, ever-expanding need for this kind of treatment, and he is making noises about making the arrangement 24/7, giving up my day job, and taking on even more 'regulars' about which I am a little conflicted. Part of me really likes the idea of what would almost amount to permanent rubber bondage, and part of me isn't ready yet to give up what freedom I have. What do you guys out there think? What should I do?
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Anonymous / August 30, 2016