I know mud moderators want life comments in the profile wall, but there is too much to say for such a little space.

Still not homeless, which is a relief because I'm still broke and still jobless. So homeless on top of that would be horrible. But things are not much better. And I'm about to explain.

When your wife refuses to touch you for weeks at a time, and when she does it's only for her benefit, usually something or someone is in the mix. So when mine came to me saying she'd like a massage, I thought "sure what's the worst that could happen?"

Well, I never thought that what she meant was something I've dreamed about but in consensual fun. I did not consent to the treatment this weekend. And although, yes I was turned on by a lot she was doing, I wish I'd left when I had money.

First, she told me to put on my tight plaid leggings (I think there is a wet set in my gallery with them) and my lululemon tight black nylon cycling zip up shirt. I obliged as it's an outfit she has said I look good in. She then proceeded to put me in the corner of our bedroom on my knees, and handcuff my feet to her makeup table. I was thinking maybe she's finally giving in to loving me and some of my fetishes, so I didn't struggle.

I relaxed against some oversized pillows she'd put down and when my hands were cuffed behind my back, my cock sprang to full attention, but confined by my leggings. She laughed......... I knew I was fucked and not in a good way.

The sound that came from her lips, was that of a truly cruel and evil individual. It sent chills throughout my body, and when I began to open my mouth, my heart sank. She shoved a black silicone medium ball gag between my toothless lips (she said she preferred sex with my dentures out...I'm only 36 yrs old but had to get last 13 remaining ones pulled this last November due to them all rotting although my oral hygiene was impeccable).

I began to cry. Yes, technically I'm a grown man. But in reality I'm a 36 year old woman who was being taken advantage of. I'm pretty kinky but I knew if I was in this position, then the next few minutes or hours would be the worst in my life.

She didn't disappoint.

Me, in my sexy fur lined red plaid leggings and a tight black wetlook zip top that was making my nipples protrude like torpedoes, bound and gagged. Her now stripping out of her daily wear. (She is 5'4" tall, 185 lbs so chubby but cute. She has never been comfortable with her body around me or when she's alone) hoody comes off first and if my jaw could drop with a gag in it, it would have. She wasn't wearing a shirt and normal bra...no, she was wearing a tight curve hugging pale yellow (my favourite so meant to torture) thin silky babydoll. It was cupless and her 36D breast hung down(they aren't perky) over the material. I knew this would break me.

Her socks were off already but I don't remember them coming off. Then black loose yoga pants were next. She wasn't wearing panties but she was wearing a pale yellow garter belt with matching stockings, white lace trim on both. I thought maybe she was putting on a show or bringing another woman into our bedroom.

She was strong and confident, and her pussy was literally streaming down the inside of her thighs, soaking her stockings.

Then she wheeled our big tv into the room on a trolley and turned on an MF porn video for me to watch, or so I thought. She said she was going to blindfold me, turn the tv up loud, get on the bed and fuck her pussy with a dildo she'd bought herself. She said that she would rub herself and touch herself and play with her toys on herself while all I could do was hear the tv and sometimes her once she got that loud. Kinky. I liked it. This wouldn't be so bad.

So she turned on the porn and left the room. She returned 2mins later holding a black latex hood. Only separate mouth and nose breathing holes. So we could still kiss and lick, but "blindfolded", no eye holes. I was so horny and excited, this would be so much fun.

Once in the hood, I heard a click. She'd locked the hood on. Then replaced the gag in my mouth. Grabbing my shirt collar, she pulled me face down ass up and I felt a basting brush on my ass. Coconut oil was her favourite lube. Then a large plug was forced inside my anus. My leggings had been ripped only enough to slide the small flared horn thru. So every time my leggings shifted or slide down or I pulled up, it would shift my plug accordingly. It was too big and I was so full. It felt so wide.

She then pushed me backwards into the kneeling position again. The plug should have been nicely wedged in when I sat back but she had put a firm pillow behind me and the plug rammed deeper as I sat back. I cried into the gag. I hurt but felt good. I knew a mess was coming because there was plastic everywhere. I hadn't thought about until now. Now when I was full, and at full curved attention. In pitch black listening to some pornstar getting eaten out by another chick. It was amazing.

Then there was a bang and she yelped. Then a crash. And her saying shit. Then silence.........
I thought, she's left me here to die or to be found in this humiliating position(to most lol).
It no she hadn't, I could hear her feet on the carpet. "Sorry honey" she said "DVD player just fell, I'll fix it hang on. I need man on woman porn, I hope you can deal." I nodded. I could listen and imagine I was the woman.

Ready? She said
I nodded.

The volume was loud. The man was talking to the woman asking her if her husband knew he was coming over. The woman said no and began making out with him, and I heard the zipper and rustling fabrics then moaning and slurping. Blowjob nice, I thought. She was really going to town, and I could tell he wanted more she began gagging. Then squirting......oil. He was covering her in oil as she sucked him off. So hot wetlook, she knew what I liked. And it was hot she was talking dirty when she pulled his cock out, and I could hear the sloshing of the oil as she rubbed her body and what sounds like his too now.

Now, him telling her to turn over. More squirting more moans. Her back is now covered and he's inside her doggystyle. So horny....I'm leaking. My wife says, panting sound like she's getting hot and heavy with herself, time for you to be wet and she dumps a bucket of what I can smell is more coconut oil warm and melted, she unzips my top and more is poured on me. The porn going behind me the man and woman going at it. Then she puts her mouth on my cock suck up and down once then pops her lips on my head and I'm alone in the corner again damn I was horny.

Then I heard "another female voice "can I join?"
Sweet threesome, my wife's into kinky porn.

Then I heard it and I died......."Sure Trina".........................that's my wife's name......that's her voice,?!!,?!.,.,,,,,,?.?.?.?.

I began to struggle in my restraints but my now very slippery body clothes and a large plug stopped me. I orgasmed............a stream leaked down my shaft and joined the oil lubricating the plug to shift in my leggings. I was crying into my gag. I heard the 3 laugh and giggle. Then my wife say "your my broken toy" then I felt my gag ripped out and my leggings torn so the plug could fully seat and my cock(that I don't want now) was freed to cum more, but not by choice. Then I heard them leave. I cried. I balled. The latex containing my tears to leak out the neck.

She returned 3hours later, after I'd passed out from exhaustion. Uncuffed me, told me to go clean up, and if I decided to run I'd be "missing" inside a week. Don't test her "generosity."

I never thought my own fetish would literally haunt my own life. I thought I was dead. I thought the rent would expire, and they'd come to clean out the apartment to find my body cuffed to that makeup table with a silicone plug in my bum. I was/ am terrified.

That was Saturday, so I've played nice. Looking for work like crazy now. And I know I can't stay here in this situation for much longer. Just have nowhere to go or a means to support myself once I get nowhere.

Another weekend in Canada.