This is for starters. I would think a little newspaper expose of a prominent attorney screwing with one of his clients and his wife putting a chastity... belt on him, might cause the Bar Association to ask a few embarrassing questions. The next six months were the worst nightmare I had experienced. It started with the pubic hair growing back. I could not even scratch myself. Each move drove me up a wall. I invented reasons to take showers, directly the water at the chastity belt. But, adding. Then before he reacted I fastened his ankles spread apart to the table legs with more straps, so that he was held open and helpless.The table was short enough that he was hanging slightly over the edge, so that his cock and balls were clear of the top and hanging down between his legs. I reached under and caressed his balls for a while, then grasped his cock and started to stroke him. After masturbating him in front of his mute and immobilized girlfriend for a while I dropped his cock and. Her husband (Rohit) was standing opposite & looking. Not at his wife but at me with unashamed lust. I bent to keep my purse down & made sure my pallu dropped showing of my deep shiny cleavage to Rohit (I am quite good at exposing myself like this; all part of the job). As I glanced at him I was sure either his eyeballs would pop out or he would cum there & then. It would have been such a waste!I stood up adjusted my pallu & smiled at him. I made sure that he realized I had caught him looking at. He nodded and went to the bar to get her a Coke. I went over and took a couple of sips of my beer. Then I stood in the center of the room and loudly announced, "Gentlemen, and I use the term loosely."When the mild laughter in response to my stale joke died down I said, "Can I have your attention for a minute?"Everyone stopped talking or shooting pool and turned to see what I was selling. When it was quiet I said, "A few of you know me. A couple of you already know about the plans I've been.