‘Well yeah, it’s better than giving it away like you do now,’ he argued. I didn’t respond and just sat there in silence. ‘He’s right,’ I... thought suddenly feeling humbled by the demeaning description of my admittedly slutty behavior over the past year. My self esteem at a all time low and my pride all but gone I looked at him with renewed strength. ‘How much do I get?’ I asked. ‘We’ll charge according to what they want, but you get half of what we make before expenses,’ he explained. I didn’t. She put her hands on my pants, while we kissed. At that moment he opened my pants and grabbed my penis so hard that it made me jump in the armchair. He started to rub it, to play with it and my penis got hard. He took off my pants, he twisted himself and put my hard and thick penis in his mouth, whole, almost vomits. I began to suck my penis like never before, from the tip to the base, dripping with saliva. While sucking, I saw her eyes and at the same time my penis, stained red by the paint on. I'd get home from work, she would make me strip naked and start me cleaning/ doing her toe nails/ cooking and if I got even the hint of an erection she would order me to the bedroom and stroke me off. I couldn't stop getting horny and I couldn't stop myself getting further in to debt. Within eight weeks I owed her over 8,000.After four weeks she applied a chastity cage each morning before work, and after weeks of that, something changed. On this day, a Wednesday, when I got home she ordered me. About a mile long horseshoe full of warehouses and other various other businesses. This was an odd time for an order in this area but I assumed it was just someone burning the midnight oil and working through the night. I arrived at a small fabrication shop and saw one bay door open with a light on. I poked my head in and shouted. "Hello?" A voice boomed from somewhere in the shop. "Back here!" I found him wiping his hands as he stepped away from the project at hand. A guy that appeared to be.