[The man who is supported by his wife]

The Man Supported by His Wife

1.

My wife and I work in the same company, both ordinary employees. My wife is quite beautiful, and it took me a lot of effort

to . I have neither money nor power, so it's difficult for girls with good conditions to be interested in me, even though I'm

considered good-looking.

My wife was once emotionally manipulated by a wealthy young man, losing her virginity and damaging her reputation

. Her family's financial situation is also quite ordinary, and they couldn't do anything about it. I didn't care about any of that and resolutely

launched . Having just been deceived, I seized the opportunity and succeeded; we got married in less than three months.

However, due to financial constraints, we didn't have children. After the marriage, my wife occasionally expressed resentment

and even some regret. I thought, "What's done is done, there's no use regretting it now.

" Two years ago, due to poor performance, the company downsized, and my wife was laid off. She hasn't had stable employment since. At the beginning of

last year, the company completely went bankrupt, and I also lost my job. After losing my job, I became depressed and life lost its meaning. I tried applying for

jobs several times without success, which made me even more depressed and increasingly insecure. I could only find

odd jobs through connections. Just when I was on the verge of despair, my wife got

a job at a bathhouse through a friend's introduction.

At first, she didn't mention it was a bathhouse, but after I questioned her, she replied, "It's all

because you don't have a job..."

I was speechless. Why a bathhouse? What happened? I didn't know. But my wife was

almost thirty, and it was the sex industry, so I figured that's all she could do.

After learning she worked at the bathhouse, I didn't argue with her much. Instead, when I was alone, I felt both guilty and excited

thinking it. After I found out she worked at the bathhouse (which I suppose was my

public consent), she said she worked long nights to earn more money and often didn't come home. Sometimes

when she came home, I would question her about her work, and she seemed very averse to it. Having taken on this job where she was often with other

men, my wife no longer wanted to be intimate with me when she got home. I constantly fantasize about my wife being

intimately embraced by other men, and about her serving them, which drives me to masturbate intensely every day. Sometimes I feel like I'm

trapped in a strange state of mind.

Out of jealousy and curiosity, I sometimes follow my wife to that bathhouse to investigate. It

's a relatively upscale bathhouse, and I think my wife's looks and figure are decent. I heard that

the women working there take long-term birth control pills, and it's common for customers to ejaculate inside their vaginas.

Being played with, fucked, and ejaculated inside by strangers—thinking about my wife living like that every day, I

masturbate frantically at home almost every night, then fall into a deep sleep exhausted.

My wife says she always has to respectfully thank the customers who ejaculate inside her. I don't know when

I developed the habit of masturbating until I ejaculate while fantasizing about thanking the men who ejaculate inside my wife.

Those men who enjoy ejaculating inside my wife probably don't know that her husband

is masturbating mad with jealousy.

2.

Actually, I was very uneasy when I first learned that my wife worked in that kind of place. I questioned her about the actual situation of her work

and even confronted her. However, being unemployed, I had no power to persuade her to quit. In the end,

I was forced to agree to let her work at the bathhouse. So my wife no longer needed to hide anything. Later, she calmly

told me about the job of being penetrated.

So that's how it was...

When she first started, my wife received guidance from the supervisor and manager. She was told that men's erogenous zones vary from person to person, but

generally, if you touch the area from the base of the scrotum to the anus (i.e., the perineum) while

rubbing the man's penis, most men will find it unbearable. My wife was required to provide comprehensive

services to customers using her hands, mouth, and vagina. To do business well, she was also required to actively ask customers to ejaculate inside her. Then, during the guidance,

my wife was asked to practice begging customers to ejaculate inside her, and the manager, without hesitation,

ejaculated inside her vagina under the guise of guidance.

The manager seemed to take good care of my wife, ejaculating inside her vagina about two or three times a week under the pretext of guidance,

seemingly enjoying it immensely . The manager told my wife that because she worked in the bathhouse, having sex with her husband at home would reveal her

perverted sexual fetishes and arouse his suspicion. Therefore, he advised her not to have sex with him. My wife told the manager that I already knew about

this.

The manager said, "Really? I guess your husband..."

My wife: "Guess what?"

Manager: "No, your husband is definitely alone..."

My wife: "Alone?"

Manager: "Most married women working here have husbands who take care of themselves."

While listening to my wife recount her conversation with the manager, I couldn't help but feel an erection.

Afterwards, my wife asked me, "What do you think we should do?"

I said, "What?"

My wife said, "There's no way, you'll have to take care of it yourself. Hmph."

I said, "But, but, you don't want to do it with me anymore?"

My wife said, "A while ago, a strange customer came to the shop. He came to our bathhouse and asked me to provide services

, but he said he wouldn't have sex. He just wanted me to watch him masturbate and to tease and belittle him with words. Although it felt a bit like

the masturbation services in foreign SM nightclubs, he seemed to enjoy it. To tell you the truth, six or

seven different men orgasm on me every day. Do you understand? He said 'I'm coming, I'm

coming' while ejaculating inside me. The manager also said that my husband would definitely get excited if I said that. How about that, excited?"

I said, "...Ah...a little..."

My wife said, "Not bad, you can do it yourself while I watch. The manager takes turns having sex with me and Xiao Liu every day, and he even

ejaculates inside. You can just take care of it with masturbation, that's enough for you to have some fun."

I was so excited when I heard this that I masturbated on the spot. When my wife saw that I had ejaculated, she mocked me contemptuously. I

felt terrible at that moment. I think my wife had a reason for making me masturbate back then. She wanted me to completely submit so

she could get the manager to come to our house and have sex with me. It seems the manager demanded that she do it.

3.

I gradually submitted to my wife, openly agreeing to her working at a bathhouse where she was frequently penetrated—no, rather than…

It wasn't so much that I publicly agreed, but rather that I had no right to object. Later, I learned from my wife that the manager also frequently

ejaculated inside her. Even worse, I heard that the manager, under the pretext of preventing the development of perverse sexual fetishes, advised the women

working not to have sex with their husbands or boyfriends.

My wife seemed to have been conquered by the manager's sexual prowess. Yes, wasn't that right? For the manager, who

worked , sex was part of his job; he was probably a professional sex man.

My wife, who had never worked in the sex industry before, had so quickly become his sexual captive. Perverse sexual fetishes? That's utter

nonsense. Sexual intercourse between spouses leading to perverse sexual fetishes? That's too extreme! My wife didn't even think it through before

forcing me to agree to masturbate to solve my problems.

Sigh, I can't find a good job. I don't know when it started, but I became a

stay-at-home husband, waiting for my wife to come home all day. Then, my wife started bringing the manager home. To be honest, I felt uneasy.

He knew about my masturbation and sexual activity. The manager, a man in his thirties with slicked-back hair, had a somewhat

gangster -like air about him—definitely the kind of manager you'd find in this line of work. But I figured the fact that he'd come to my house meant he wasn't

the kind of person who was overly cautious. My wife had told me he was well-connected in both the legitimate and underworld circles. And rightly so, in this kind of industry, you

can't survive without powerful backers.

After greeting me, the manager acted all high and mighty in my house. My wife offered me beer, being very

attentive . As we drank, the conversation gradually turned to work. Even though my wife worked there too, he didn't mince words

, discussing many inside stories as if he were

someone important. "Let me tell you," he said, "my place is basically a place where women sell their bodies. Generally, married women are expected to

be mature and knowledgeable about sex, right? So I have to properly guide them; it's not easy.

Also, if they have sex with their husbands, they might develop abnormal sexual fetishes, so I don't allow them to. That

might be inconvenient for you, right?"

He even asked this—truly ruthless.

"It's okay, no need to hide it. I heard about it from your wife, so you're handling it yourself, right?"

"What did you say?" I was a little annoyed.

My wife, hearing this, said unhappily, "Hey, don't talk back, this is my boss."

I was scolded by my wife and felt a little short of breath: "Oh, really?"

"That's right. Don't you know? But your attitude is alright. You're a man who lives off his wife's body.

I've always said that men like you who want to act tough need to be taught a lesson. Right, Xiaobai?"

He acted all high and mighty, without even looking at his own attitude.

"I've been guiding your wife since she first came, you should thank me. You make a

living . Xiaobai, your husband doesn't quite understand, so I'll guide you here, so he can see for himself."

What?!

4.

But, it was indeed my wife who supported me, and since she wouldn't let me say much, I couldn't say anything.

The manager pulled my wife into his arms and touched her face. My wife looked a little shy and glanced at me. My wife

's attitude clearly showed that she liked the manager.

"Mmm...ah...wait a minute," my wife mumbled as the manager caressed her.

The manager then looked at me and said, "Hey, I'm going to take a shower. Get ready, hurry up."

My wife added, "Okay, turn on the water heater." She acted like she was giving orders.

I was stunned by this situation.

Reluctantly, I turned on the water heater. The manager put his arm around my wife, who led him towards the bathroom. I stared

at them, unable to move.

Then the manager said, "Ah, call your husband, have him serve you. Hey, you, come here and help me out."

Help with what? But I couldn't resist and slowly walked towards the bathroom. Seeing my wife

undressing the manager piece by piece, I was embarrassed to admit it, but my crotch instantly hardened.

"Next, I'm going to be with the manager..." I felt ashamed, yet excited. I finally understood; I

was, as my wife had said, a pervert.

My wife had started to take off the manager's underwear, and I saw that his penis was already erect. Doing this in front of a woman's husband

would definitely be exciting; any man would be excited, right? The wife took off her clothes,

pulled the manager's hand, and walked inside. Then she turned to close the door. At this moment, the manager said, "Leave it open.

You're even having your husband help you."

Then the manager looked at me and said, "Hey, doing this in the shop too, the customers' dicks can't help but get hard."

That annoying manager.

"You masturbate every day, don't you?"

I said, speechless.

"You heard about it from your wife, didn't you? Ah, Xiaobai, it feels so good."

The wife massaged his scrotum and anus back and forth, his penis moving back and forth with her movements. The wife had said that

most men couldn't resist being touched in the groin; it seemed she really did do it often. An uncontrollable excitement kept

washing .

"Hey, you're all naked now, quick! Take it all off now, let me see if your dick is erect too,"

the manager said, followed by a pleasurable moan, speechless.

The wife, while being massaged by the manager, asked him to kiss her. The manager held the wife's head and kissed her, then

rubbed his face against her neck, shoulders, and so on.

At this moment, my wife said to me, "Hey, didn't the manager say to take off your clothes? Ah..."

I gave up resisting and took off all my clothes. I covered my penis with both hands and stared blankly at them.

I numbly took off my clothes, covering my crotch with both hands.

Manager: "Hey, take your hands off, quick!"

Wife: "Did you hear me?!"

I had no choice but to move my hands away. As soon as I took my hands off, because my penis was already very hard,

it jumped up and down incessantly.

Manager: "Haha, it's erect. Hey, I heard you like this."

I was speechless.

My wife turned her head and looked at me, revealing a cold smile.

I suddenly felt ashamed.

My wife rubbed the manager's penis, and when the manager said that he would ejaculate if he continued, he stopped and stood up.

Wife: "Ah, can you lick it for me?"

My wife begged the manager to lick her vulva. So the manager put his face between my wife's thighs.

Then the manager looked at me and said, "Hey, I need to lick your wife's pussy, you'd better beg me."

My wife said, "Please beg the manager."

Without resistance, I stammered, "Please... lick her pussy."

The manager said, "Damn! You should beg me to lick my wife Bai Yang's pussy and make her feel good."

I was speechless.

My wife called out to me, urging me on.

"Ah, um, please lick my wife Bai Yang's pussy and make her feel good." I was forced to say it.

"Hey, Yang'er, shave your pubic hair."

"Ah, okay."

My wife obeyed the manager's order and quickly shaved her pubic hair with a razor.

"The customer will be happy too." The manager looked at my wife's smooth vulva.

"Yes." My wife replied.

"Spread your pussy open and let your husband see, this is where he inserts his penis."

My wife turned to face me, spread her vulva open with both hands to show me, and said at the same time, "You can't insert it. You

like to do it yourself."

Being told this by my wife made me excited again.

My wife was also excited and said to the manager, "Hmm, hug me, come in quickly, come on."

The manager said with satisfaction, "Okay, let's do it in the bedroom."

Then we went to the bedroom, and the manager had me sit down next to them.

My wife quickly began sucking the manager's penis.

"Hey, Yang'er, beg me like you always do."

"Ah, sorry, I forgot. Xu Ming's wife, Bai Yang, begs you to let me suck your penis. Please

."

"Hey, her husband, your wife always begs me like this, hahaha."

My wife continued, "Please, Xu Ming's wife, Bai Yang begs you to put your penis into my vagina."

"No, your husband has to beg me too."

"Hurry up and beg." My wife immediately said to me.

I was incredibly excited when I heard this, my mind went blank.

I felt the intense joy of being cuckolded, I was extremely excited.

"Hmm, um, please put it into my wife Bai Yang's vagina."

"Damn it! Shouldn't it be without a condom? Let me start from the beginning, you're just a man who only knows how to masturbate."

What kind of husband begs someone to have sex with his wife without a condom? But now I was completely out of control.

"Um, please don't wear a condom, put your penis inside Baiyang's vagina. Then, please, please allow me

to masturbate ." I couldn't help but make my request.

"Masturbate? You want to masturbate, you idiot! Want to masturbate? Hey!"

"Yes, yes."

"Happy, huh?"

"Yes, very happy."

"Then let me masturbate after I ejaculate inside Baiyang's vagina without a condom."

It was too late to stop now. In my semi-madness, I kept begging to masturbate.

"When I ejaculate, you have to beg me to ejaculate, and then I'll ejaculate again," the manager said to me.

"Yes, yes. I, I will definitely beg."

"Hey, don't get the wrong idea. I'm only ejaculating inside Baiyang so you can masturbate. Understand?"

It wasn't so much that my wife started working at the bathhouse that changed my life, but rather that it was my

unemployment . My wife, who worked at the bathhouse, respectfully begged many customers to ejaculate inside her every day.

The manager had sex with my wife about three times a week under the guise of giving guidance, also ejaculating inside her. Furthermore, the manager

strictly forbade my marital sex life with Bai Yang, citing the need to prevent the development of bizarre sexual fetishes .

Any husband who forbids sex from his wife, who works as a masseuse in a bathhouse, would be considered a despicable "cuckold." After confirming with my wife that I was addicted to masturbation,

the manager entered my family life. His aim was to

completely possess my wife.

Perhaps it could be said that the manager, who had been sleeping with other men's wives, came to "train" me. Ashamed to be

cuckolded , I submitted to the manager's manipulation, and together with my wife, begged him to ejaculate inside her. My reason for this request was

to witness him ejaculate inside my wife so I could masturbate. I'm probably the only husband like this in the world.

Perhaps there are others.

The manager made all the husbands of the wives working at the bathhouse masturbate to relieve their needs. If you were in my

shoes, you would understand my feelings.

Begging someone to ejaculate inside one's wife is incredibly exciting. For a "cuckold" husband suffering from mental masochism,

it's nothing short of a joy.

Even if the manager didn't say it, deep down I would have desperately wanted to do it. The fact that my wife

and I thanked him for ejaculating inside my wife was a source of joy for this cuckolded husband. And

I hoped I would continue to wear this green hat forever. "The manager is just playing with my wife, ejaculating inside her,

teasing and humiliating me," I thought, and the more I thought about it, the more excited I became.

Now, the manager, without a condom, calmly began to thrust in and out of my wife's vagina.

After the manager penetrated my wife in front of me, I, in my despicable state, even wanted to confess all my sexual fetishes, begging to

be forever condemned to the world of cuckoldry.

While penetrating my wife, the manager ordered me to masturbate only after he finished. My wife

kissed the manager as he thrust into her, hugging his shoulders and back, her legs wrapped around his body. My wife

was much more engaged than when she was having sex with me, and I felt a pang of jealousy.

"So good. I love you," my wife said breathlessly.

Seeing my wife being fucked by another man made me feel even more despicable. Soon, I saw

my wife reach an orgasm she had never experienced with me. It wasn't for my benefit; she was completely immersed in

the pleasure of sex. Right before my eyes, my wife openly showed me her

liking for another man's genitals. And I, before, always ejaculated before she even reached orgasm. The manager's sexual prowess was truly extraordinary.

At this moment, the manager also began to pant, seemingly about to ejaculate.

"Ah-ah-I'm going to cum." With that, the manager pulled his penis out of my wife's vagina.

"Don't come out. Please, keep going, fuck me. I'm your woman, fuck me, don't stop, please,"

my wife pleaded, in a semi-frenzied state.

Then the manager looked at my face and my erect penis, gesturing for me to beg him as well.

"Yes, please, please ejaculate inside Bai Yang, please."

The manager chuckled. Indeed, the couple had both begged for internal ejaculation. I doubt any other man would ever be

asked by another man's husband to ejaculate inside his wife.

"Okay, lie there," the manager told me.

I obeyed and lay on the floor. Then, the manager had my wife kneel

and crawl on either side of my head, hands on the ground, legs spread, in a position similar to 69. About ten centimeters in front of me was my wife's swollen,

trembling vagina. Then the manager penetrated my wife from behind.

"What would happen if I ejaculated like this?" I wondered, incredibly excited.

Then the manager began thrusting rapidly, yelling like a wild animal: "Ah—ejaculate, ejaculate, I'm going to ejaculate. Ah—

"

I saw the manager's scrotum contract; he was about to ejaculate. I naturally begged the manager to ejaculate inside me

several more times .

During this time, my wife also cried out, "Inside, ejaculate inside, please ejaculate inside."

Hearing these words, how wonderful it would be to ejaculate inside another man's wife!

Then the manager began to ejaculate. Almost simultaneously, white semen overflowed from the sides of his wife's vagina and the gap between his penis and her vaginal opening

—it was truly stimulating. The manager's semen continued to shoot deep into his wife's vagina. As he ejaculated, the manager's thrusting

gradually slowed, becoming small, rhythmic back-and-forth movements. Then, the manager let out a long, satisfied breath, the very image of a man enjoying himself after ejaculating inside another man's wife. After finishing, the manager lay on top of his wife. He seemed to savor the afterglow for a moment before pulling his penis out of her vagina. 　　His wife turned over and said to the manager, "Let me clean you up." Saying this, she took his penis into her mouth and began to lick it diligently. 　　"I'm so sorry I got it dirty," she said, licking the manager's penis clean. 　　Then my wife started wiping the manager's semen that was flowing from her vagina with a tissue. The manager saw this and said to me, "Hey, you wipe it. Didn't you ask me to ejaculate inside you too?" 　　"Ah, yes. I'm cleaning up Bai Yang's genitals." 　　I wiped my wife's genitals with a tissue while hurriedly thanking the manager for ejaculating inside me. 　　Then the two of us rested for a while, and the manager said to me, "Hey, didn't you say you wanted to masturbate?" 　　Actually, this was the most excited and irrational masturbation I had ever done in my life. 　　6. 　　I was sitting on the floor at this time. As soon as the manager mentioned masturbation, I couldn't help but start stimulating my penis. 　　My wife glanced at me with a contemptuous smile and started putting on her skirt. Since we hadn't had sex for a long time, I saw my wife's legs suddenly become aroused as she put on her skirt, and I couldn't help but rub my face against her legs. 　　"Don't touch me. You like to do it yourself, right?" 　　I masturbated while being kicked by my wife, and the manager watched and laughed. 　　"This idiot. He's not a real man. Hahaha." 　　It seems that the manager has realized that I have a masochistic fetish. I had nothing left to hide. Now , this man who had slept with my wife was watching me masturbate with such gusto, and that only fueled my excitement. 　　"There are guys like you all the time," the manager said. 　　My wife chimed in, "You bet. When I told the customers about you, they were all really excited. I told them to take care of it themselves, and they were excited too, and you thought it was a good idea, so it was perfect." 　　Being scolded like this, I was on the verge of climax from the masochistic stimulation. 　　"Ah—ahhh—I can't take it anymore!" I was on the verge of ejaculation. 　　But then my wife slapped my hand hard to stop me. 　　"Wait a minute. These days, it's common to stop the service abruptly before ejaculation. The manager said he'd drive you crazy, and you seem quite willing." Being stopped just before I was about to cum, I completely lost my mind. 　　The manager said, "You little rascal, looks like you're really enjoying it. Your eyes are so tightly closed. Hahahaha." And so, several times before I was 　　about 　　to ejaculate, my wife stopped me. I was frantic, completely losing my reason. The manager , cursing me and calling me a cuckold, ordered me to reveal my true thoughts. Perhaps it's impossible to explain without being a cuckold, so I yielded to the manager. I repeatedly begged the manager to have sex with my wife, to ejaculate inside her, and then pleaded for permission to ejaculate now. 　　Gradually, I started moaning like a woman, saying I couldn't take it anymore and was about to ejaculate. I saw the manager and my wife's contemptuous sneers. 　　"If someone else has sex with my wife, I'm forbidden from having sex. I'll get excited if someone else ejaculates inside her, and then I 'll masturbate. I'll also give a complete account to the man who has sex with my wife." In this way, the manager forced me to completely confess my inner world again and , and specifically demanded that I beg the manager to forbid me from having sex, to rely entirely on masturbation, and to ask the manager to ejaculate inside me. 　　I begged the manager to ejaculate inside my wife, thanked him, and swore that I could only masturbate. It was so lowly, yet I felt so excited; I had never realized I was like this before. Later, my wife not only laughed but also started cursing me along with the manager. The manager emphasized that masturbation was the only option and made me swear repeatedly, which excited me like a madman. Finally, I was allowed to ejaculate. Although I was ashamed, I became even more excited and started masturbating. 　　Then I heard my wife say, "Do you know what you're doing? Huh? Pervert! What is this?" Then she and the manager burst into laughter. 　　For a man to masturbate like this, to make such a confession in front of the man who was having sex with his wife, I had gone mad. 　　However, my shame and reason were completely overwhelmed by excitement. 　　"Ah, I can't take it anymore, I'm coming. Ah—ah—" 　　The semen spurted out. I had been stopped several times before I was about to ejaculate, so the ejaculation was exceptionally violent. 　　I couldn't help but rub my face against my wife's leg and ejaculate on the floor. My wife smiled contemptuously. After ejaculating, I regained my rationality. But it was too late to go back on my word. I had already confessed to the manager and begged him in person. 　　Wife: "Hmph, looks like you enjoyed it. Looks like you really like doing it yourself. Silly." 　　Manager: "From now on, masturbation will solve everything, not bad." 　　Amidst my wife and manager's scolding, I savored the intense pleasure I'd just experienced while cleaning up the semen on the floor. 　　Wiping myself clean, I thought with shame: Do other people have this kind of experience? Finally, I concluded that no one else would.

Having had this experience, I doubt anyone in the world could understand how I felt.

The manager seemed quite satisfied, and then he and my wife had sex again in the bedroom, ejaculating inside her a second time.

After the second ejaculation, the manager called me over and made me watch the semen overflowing from my wife's vagina.

"Watch closely. Do you know who you are? You're a kept man, a gigolo! Bai Yang does

this kind of thing, and you're going to rely on this for a living. You're not qualified to have sex with women anymore; you'll have to take care of yourself from now on."

"Ah, yes. I'll take care of myself."

"Hmm, good, get ready."

Perhaps the manager was qualified to give sex life advice to the husband of a massage girl. The manager

left satisfied after his lecture.

From that day on, I really did take care of myself.

"Hey, you're a pervert. You're so happy that your own wife was being fucked. Pervert. Since you say you like

taking care of yourself, then do it yourself from now on. You have mental problems." After that day, my wife always mocked and

scolded .

For the next three months, I continued to masturbate faithfully.

One day, the manager came again. As usual, I showered with my wife, then we went to the bedroom for a good time

before she called me in.

"Hey, you've been masturbating all this time."

"Yeah, I have."

"Okay, I'll reward you. Bai Yang, give him a handjob."

"I don't want to. He prefers to do it himself."

"Just give him one."

I've been very obedient; even the manager wants to reward me. Thinking about my wife's soft, gentle hands giving me a handjob,

I felt like I was back in the first time I hugged a woman, my heart pounding with excitement. Thanks to the manager, I was able to

enjoy the service of my wife's soft little hands. Seeing my wife's somewhat reluctant expression, the manager whispered something to her,

and she laughed. Smiling, she walked towards me, took my penis in her hand, and started rubbing it up and down. My wife is

loved by other men, yet she's giving me a handjob; thinking about it, I was incredibly excited.

Soon, I was on the verge of ejaculation. "Ah, ah—I'm going to cum!" I cried out.

But then my wife suddenly stopped and removed her hand from my penis.

My wife laughed: "Hahaha, um, you want to cum?"

"Ah—I want to cum. I can't take it anymore, the manager told you to do it for me, but you… ah, ah…"

At this moment, the manager said: "Hey, feeling good? Hmm?"

"Ah, yes."

"Okay, then let's end it here. You fucking like me to ejaculate inside Bai Yang's pussy, and then you masturbate

excitedly , right?"

"Yes, yes."

"So I can't let you enjoy it too much now."

My wife also said: "You masturbate every day now, and he's angry. You like to do it yourself, and now you can

do it so freely, and you don't even dare to thank him for allowing you to masturbate!"

Manager: "I make your wife feel good, but you masturbate so freely, you're letting me down, who told you to be a

gigolo ."

That day, the manager and my wife meant that I could not masturbate without permission from now on. Before, the manager would do it to Bai Yang and

ejaculate inside her freely, and I could masturbate to take care of myself as I pleased, but now even masturbation was being managed. So, I could only watch

the manager do it to my wife, but I was not allowed to masturbate by the manager. I gradually couldn't hold back anymore, and I kept

kowtowing begging the manager to allow me to masturbate. My mind was filled with nothing but begging for permission to masturbate; I had become a complete

slave to the manager's orders.

From then on, it was common for the manager, who was having sex with my wife and ejaculating inside her at will, to watch

the husband of the woman he was having sex with kowtow and beg for permission to masturbate. Sometimes they would allow me to masturbate, and then the manager and his wife would laugh incessantly as they watched me masturbate

. Sometimes I felt like I was a pervert, but more often I felt excited and unable

to extricate myself .

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