So what's your problem then? You realised when we got married I’d fuck around, hell how many times have you suspected that I've been cheating behind your back, the late nights out with the girls not coming home till the next day, hurridly having a shower, losing my knickers. Ffs how can you not have suspected. On our wedding night, you could not get it up only when I started humiliating you did you get hard-I just can't stop doing cruel things to you behind your back. I've been doing so many heartless things behind your back and they're all hurting you for sure. maybe if you weren’t so easily manipulated and weak I would be planning so many cruel things for you, you scream out to be exploited. I tease you about how small you are down there, how wimpy you look how big my ex was even your friend Derick you are now the huge black guy who was the best man at our wedding he towers over you. You didn't suspect that Derick had consummated our marriage hoe his 10-inch black pole fucked every one of my three holes whilst you were busy. Not saying it was his idea but I've been slipping you female hormone and blockers in your food for years, how do you explain your limp dick and bobbies and your changes emotionally. We've never fucked ever what does that tell you about yourself. What girl wants a feminine, weak beta male for a mate? I just love fucking with you laughing at you. I mean I make you sleep in the spare room does that not hurt you, I do hope so.
So I've been fucking Derick behind your back since we met and what are you going to do bout it nothing, as I suspected. Now fuck off and go to your room you will find a maid dress and chastity cage but then on it will be your life now. Maybe if your dick and lucky you might find some of my cum soaked knickers to get off on as a treat for being my BITCH. Now fuck off loser.