We inherited a 400,000 dollar house, and my wife said "You are retired! As of this moment! Now go get into your rubber suit! Yeah I know it's not the weekend, but we have all the time in the world now! Hop to it!" So five minutes later, I was all the way in the heavy latex - about an eighth of an inch thick, and immensely strong! She finished the zippers at the back, one coming up to my neck, and the other coming down the back of the built-in hood, until she could padlock the metal tags together, making escape utterly impossible! "There! Doesn't that feel good! I hope it really does, because this time it's for keeps! You've always raved about making this permanent, and now that's exactly what's going to happen! Scared? Excited? Both probably! We always talked about when you didn't need to go to work any more, and this is it! Today! Right now! Now get busy and cook me a nice meal!" The attached hood was a snug fit on my head, and there were a bunch of tiny perforations at the eyes and nose, which allowed the thing to look absolutely blank and featureless, especially with the zipper closed! So, having no options, I went to the kitchen and prepared her a nice Italian dinner, over the next hour or two, just barely able to see what I was doing, and knowing I would have to clean up the mess! "Not bad! " she said afterwards. "Now get out the vacuum, then do the laundry and make the beds. After that, if it's done properly, I'll play with your balls for a while! You know, the way I always do! Rough and painful! Squeeze 'em til you squeal! Pull them until you yelp! Smack 'em with the cut-down fly-swatter, until they're purple! Sounds good, doesn't it!" Caught up on my chores, she hauled my goodies outside, through the other small zipper, and tightened it round the roots Then the torture began, as a dull ache spread though my guts, and my erection swelled to its full eight inches, slowly and remorselessly. "I have a lot of old hostility, you know, over the years, and I made a tape, about an hour long, which will play over and over through duct-taped headphones, so that you can hear nothing else but my voice, detailing all the insults, all the hurt feelings, all the slights, all the laziness and inattention to detail, until you have ever so slowly memorized every word, and it is etched on your memory for EVER! I will hydrate you with a turkey-baster full of your own fresh urine, inserted carefully through the zippered opening, and far enough into your mouth to allow the contents to hit the back of your throat, causing that old swallow-reflex! I'll feed you the same way, with pureed broth, vegetables and fruits - a really healthy diet - after all I want you to stay healthy and last forever! I bet you got forty good years left in you, and if anything happens to me, my friend Lori will be glad to take over your care and you know she's a real disciplinarian, so you better pray nothing happens to me!" She unzipped my crotch, and my goodies burst out the opening, and were held, vulnerable after she tightened the zipper round the roots. The suddenly "whack!" fly-swatter on my swollen balls! Ten, twenty, thirty...a hundred times! Now it was time for her to lay me on the soft, and mount me, savoring my hard eight inches, inside her for hours of gentle coupling, which I dared not stint my efforts on! Then she locked me in my tiny closet, and went to bed! End of a perfect day! Forty years of similar days, to look forward to!