As I said, I really like the idea of you not being able to escape when I lock up your little pecker.” She gave me a grin. “I know you could get ou...tta that plastic tube without much trouble if you wanted to. But these?” she gestured towards a photo of one of the steel urethral catheter units onscreen. “These would obviously be far, far harder to escape from.”I duly ordered such a device, a reasonably short unit that I hoped would not show under my clothing. When it arrived about two weeks later,. Then another man was holding a little brown bottle up to my face. When i looked at him he smiled and told me to "breathe it in through your nose honey". So i started breathing it in. And felt that incredible rush of heat traveling down to my hole. I pushed back hard and he was deep in me. The man who gave me my first poppers started kissing me. I was so glad after the way he was making me feel with that little bottle. My blouse and skirt pulled off, over my head, panties around my ankles. In. I turned my horse and galloped it back to the Company’s office. If what she said was true, she was in real trouble. The zenana was forbidden to men. Attacking a zenana was as bad as sacrilege. Anyone doing that must be either mad, or drugged, or fanatics of some kind. If they broke in the women had no chance. As I leapt from my horse, George’s horse was outside ready for him. I rushed in and met him at the top of the stairs. I grabbed him unceremoniously by the arm and pulled him in through the. Joanie and I had been married for over twenty years. We were both virgins when we met in college. She was seeing someone else at home. He was pressuring her into marriage. She went with both of us for a while, seeing me at school during the week, and him in her hometown on weekends. But I won her heart and her virginity.I graduated a year before her. I got my first job, and moved away. I played the field extensively, before satisfying myself that she was the one for me. She was never with.