I went down to my fiftyish spinster landlady’s rooms. when she was out shopping, and padlocked a heavy leather sensory-deprivation helmet in place, left the keys in obvious sight, and sat down naked on the edge of her bed, with a V*****-induced erection, and waited…as I hoped, the temptation was enough to lead her into “consensual” r***, which lasted on and off for the entire weekend. No words were spoken on either part, then or later, and I did this every weekend, for several years…we never talked about it during the week, or in face ever – it just “never happened” until the next time. Happy days….
