We would be staying in his townhouse. When he said it, it was with a somewhat self-deprecatory manner. I was shocked to see a huge stone building that... was more like an apartment complex in size than a townhouse.Mr. Spencer, or Eoin as he told us to call him, was a minor noble and a major diplomat when the right person asked. He was fairly wealthy and he enjoyed Americans immensely. He was single and had a young son, who was living with his ex-wife, but he adored his daughter and spoiled her. The building has six rooms upstairs and two down. Plus the common room, and space in the attic. We divvy up the rooms, with me getting my own. “Small groups. And not many at once.” I order Gort to let the troops explore the town. “We don’t want any trouble.” Before I head out to tour the Obstinate Hold with my wife and Kara. Rebecca wears a sensual dress. Slit high on one side, but still more demure than her normal clothing. We get plenty of looks from the town’s people. Mostly the women. Often. SHE PULLED MY BOXERS DOWN AND CUPPED MY BALLS. SHE SLOWLY TOUCHED MY HEAD WITH THE TIP OF HER TOUNGE..SHE STARTED STROKING IT AND PUT SOME SPIT ON IT. AFTER LIKE 15 STROKES I CULDNT HOLD IT AND I STARTED CUMMING. I EXPLODED AND IT WENT ALL OVER HER FACE…WOOOOW, UR A QUICK ONE. SHE LICKED IT OFF AND KEPT ON STROKING. MY DICK WAS LIMP SO SHE TOLD ME SHE WAS GONNA GET ME HARD AGAIN.Yeah, sure, I responded, looking up at her and feeling my throat go a little dry on me. She was stretching up to the. As my genitalia shrunk I quickly put the CB3000 chastity cage on it and locked it up. This clear plastic device made it impossible to get erect and touch myself. I put it on because I knew exactly that as soon as I would have an orgasm, I wouldn't want to be fucked anymore. So before I could get second thoughts I went to the toilet and flushed the key down. Now it was done. No more erections or possibility of pleasure through my sissified peenie. My ass would be the only thing I could.