As a seasoned masturbation guru and counsellor I am often confronted by some of the more perverse, and in some cases, quite alarming self abuse scenarios, but none I have encountered were stranger or more disconcerting than the night I was summoned to the home of Mr M. Rodriguez of Devizes Wiltshire.​



Upon my arrival he got quickly to the point and explained that he could only achieve release during rather inclement weather conditions, particularly electrical storms. He offered to demonstrate by stripping naked and entering the shower, which he then turned on. He then bade me switch the light on and off rapidly and to bang the bathroom door repeatedly, hence simulating violent storm conditions.

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After a few minutes of this I asked him if he was ready to start masturbating yet.​



"What in this fucking weather?" he replied curtly.



I took my fee and left.



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