In the end I’d do it free…
I knew what I was getting into, both conceptually and physically, when I agreed to be filmed or videoed confined in a heavy rubber bondage sack, and milked to the edge of madness, for $200…an hour or so later, gasping into a rubber breath-bag, my first cum I’m told almost hit the ceiling, it was so intense…I thought that was it, but gagged as I was, and otherwise 100% helpless, I was powerless to interrupt as the wanking continued, with slow intensity until my muffled screams were endless. About another hour later, I exploded in massive spasms and spurts, wondering if my heart could take any more of this. My balls were tightly trussed with some kind of cord, then they were smacked, not quite hard, but very uncomfortably, drawing much-muffled groans and moans from …