Cheating Wives Always Slip Up

"The first one was solving the mystery that I still hadn't solved: Why were you acting like that? You weren't acting like you were hiding anything. In fact, it was almost the exact reverse. You were acting as if I was the one who had cheated. The second thing I began working on that day was evaluating my feelings about you and our marriage.

"It didn't take me long to find out who she was, and once I knew that, everything fell into place. The second part took longer, because I didn't want to rush my decision. But after a lot of thought, I was certain that I still loved you so much that I needed to find a way that I could work through my anger and take you back. That's when I looked online and found my consultant. She's a dominatrix, and she gave me a lot of insight into how to hurt and humiliate men.

"So now I'm going to tell you a story about how I think all of this happened. It's all guesswork. If you want to, you can tell me later what I got right and what I got wrong.

"The woman you cheated with works with me. Like a lot of my fellow workers, she's jealous. Some of them are better looking than I am, but they're still jealous. They can't understand how I use my personality to accomplish so much more than they do. They're convinced that I sleep with every male customer - I'm sure that's what some of the women do - and they talk about me behind my back. A few times, they've made remarks to my boss or a customer, but it's always backfired on them, so they mostly just exercise their dirty little minds when they go out drinking with each other.

"This woman - no, Herb, don't say anything - this woman I'm thinking of must have run into you somehow, probably by accident. Maybe you seduced her, or maybe it was mutual, but my guess is once she knew you were my husband, she put a lot of effort into seducing you.

"After the two of you did the deed, my guess is that you were feeling guilty, and she told you that everyone knew I was cheating on you, and all you had to do was watch and listen and I'd soon give myself away.

"I think you were hoping that she was right, and that if you could find out about my cheating, you would be able to admit what you had done, and we could have called it even and moved on.

"Unfortunately, my feelings about cheating have never changed. My blood boils whenever the subject comes up, and I know in my soul that no matter what you did, I would die before I'd cheat on you. Even though you cheated on me, I never thought once of getting revenge by doing the same to you.

"That is, I never thought about it until I met with the consultant. I couldn't decide what to do to get over my anger. Whatever she suggested didn't feel right. Then she got the idea of me imagining that I had cheated on you. It was hard, but with her help, I finally was able to pretend I betrayed you. Once I could do that, I had no trouble thinking of horrible punishments for you to inflict on me for betraying you. From there, it was easy to adapt a couple of them to you.

"So here's what's going to happen this morning. You are going to lie across this pillow. I've left the hand restraints connected to the bed, but not to fasten your wrists. I think you might want to grab them and hold tight to help you get through this. I'm going to use these canes on you until you are completely covered with deep stripes, and many of them are bleeding. And those strokes between your ass cheeks are going to turn your asshole into hamburger and make your balls swell into large black globes covered with purple hills where the canes cut into you. I learned from my consultant exactly how far I could go without doing permanent damage, and I'm not going to go anywhere near that far because I want your children.

"The other thing I mentioned that I think is even worse will happen when you pass out from the pain. I will somehow drag your body to the toilet. I've set it up so I can prop you up and give you an enema, and you'll probably come to while sitting on the toilet,

"After you're cleaned out, the next time the pain makes you lose consciousness, I'm going to fill your ass with lube and start working it with my fingers. I'll stop when you wake up, and then I'll start caning you again.

"Eventually, I'll get all my fingers up your ass and then my whole hand. And then I'm going to make love to your ass with my hand. It's small, so I'm going to try to make it into a fist.

"At that point, I will have finished with the caning, and I'm going to use one hand to make love with your penis while my other hand is making love to your ass. My consultant loaned me a large powerful bulb vibrator that I'll place against your swollen balls while I'm using both hands. Even though your balls will be in agony by this time and I'll be pushing my fist in and out of your scarred asshole, the stimulation from this special vibrator will eventually make your sperm come out. I think that will humiliate you beyond any of the pain, and once I do that I'll be finished.

"You'll be in pain for weeks, so you won't appreciate that I've given myself a maximum of two hours because I don't want to risk any real damage. But I think it can be over in an hour or less, and that's where you come in.

"Soon it will be your turn to talk, and you can tell me whatever you want. You're probably not thinking straight right now, so I'll remind you how much I love detail. You can't go into too much detail for me. You can tell me who she is and everything you know about her and how close I was in my guess about what happened and what she told you. You can describe every detail of her naked body and compare it to mine. You can tell me everything you and she did in detail and then tell me again in more detail.

"It's all up to you what you want to say. I'm not going to ask any questions or say a single word, but I'd love to hear whatever you choose to share with me while I'm caning and fisting you. I can't tell you for sure what my reaction will be, but I think that the more detail I hear, the more my mood will lighten up. I have a feeling that if I feel you're holding back, I'm going to go at you even harder. But all this is just a feeling. I can't predict what I'm going to do. So it's up to you. You can say nothing, or you can scream out your story through the slashes of the cane and the punches of my fist into you. No promises, but I'm pretty sure if you choose to talk, I'll have enough in an hour or so.

"There's only one thing you aren't allowed to say - not now, not while I'm punishing you and not for the rest of your life. You can't tell me how sorry you are, how much you regret what you did, how you'll make it up to me or anything like that. Hearing that will make my temper flare, and I'll get angry all over again.

"If you stay here and endure what I do to you, that's the most powerful proof to me that you're sorry and want to make it up to me. That's all I'll need.

"After we finish, I don't think we need to go to counseling or do anything special. We'll need to go slowly and carefully until your body and my mind are healed, but I think we can still build a wonderful life together, including children. And this doesn't need to ever come up again.

"That's what I want, but the decision is yours. Now that you know exactly what I'm going to do and have an idea what it will feel like, you can make your decision based on real facts. I think you're going to stay, but I could be wrong.

"Maybe you think I really am a cheater. When I was working with my consultant and pretending to cheat so I could come up with the punishment for me - and you - she got nowhere by trying to get me to imagine having sex with a customer or one of my superiors. We finally came up with me having a hard day at work, stopping at a bar by myself, having too many drinks, getting sweet talked by a man who looked like a movie star and letting him take me to a hotel. Can you imagine me ever doing something like that?

"Maybe I did and managed to wipe it from my mind and I'm deluding myself that I've been true. If that's what you think, go for it. If you show me anything that just puts a slight doubt in my mind, I'll be glad to call it even and forget about my revenge.

"There are other ways you can avoid the pain and humiliation. You could prove me wrong. I didn't find out from her. I'm sure she's scared of me, so she never told anyone else what the two of you did. All I have is circumstantial evidence - no eyewitnesses, no photos, no video. I think my information and my sources are pretty good, but maybe there's a conspiracy against you and everyone was lying to me.

"If that's the case, we'll find out in court. I'll bring my witnesses, and you bring yours. If you don't subpoena her, I will. I don't think she's tough enough to hide anything under cross-examination, so the truth will come out. If she and you didn't do anything, I'll get on my knees in the courtroom and beg you to forgive me for falsely accusing you. If you do, I'll spend the rest of my life making it up to you.

"Or maybe you think we've run our course, that what I'm doing proves I don't really love you. Or maybe you just don't love me that much anymore, and that was the real reason you cheated. In that case, there's no reason for you to endure all the pain.

"I'll repeat one more time. You can walk away now or you can stop any time you don't think I'm worth any more pain. If you do, it will be simple. I'll get dressed, pack up a suitcase and be gone in less than an hour. The next time we see each other will be with lawyers.

"I am going to cut you a little slack. I know this will be hard, so if you're at the end of your rope, you can tell me to stop, and I'll stop. You can even leave the room. That's why I have this little timer here. I'll set it for a minute or so, and if you're back on the bed when it goes off, it will be as if nothing happened.

"I don't think I'll have to use the timer more than once because I'm sure you'll realize that all it does is extend the process. If you just keep talking or screaming your story to me and focus on making sure I hear every little detail, I'm certain we'll be done in an hour. Then we can start working on healing your body and our marriage. What do you say?"