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I am a very lucky man. I have the privilege of being married to an extremely submissive and kinky wife. My wife enjoys being controlled, humiliated and cheated on. It is awesome. It hasn't always been this way. Well, the cheating part anyways, she has always been submissive, both in and out of the sack. The cheating thing came later.
I started cheating on Kate before it was cool. We have been dating each other since our early twenties (I am 30 now and she is 28) and married for the last five years. I have cheated on her the entire time. I must have fucked a dozen or more girls before I got caught the first time. Kate was distraught after she walked in on me with her sister. I actually did feel bad about it. She cried all night. We talked and I told her about every girl I had been with. In the end she decided she wanted to stay together and work things out. I started cheating on her again pretty right away.
I went behind her back for about two years after that before my cheating was brought into light again. But this time it was different. Kate told me that she had been having fantasies about me fucking her sister. After a little digging I got her to admit that she had fantasies about me fucking nearly every girl she saw. And just like that my perfect life was born. I solidified our new lifestyle by fucking her best friend in my bed while Kate listened from the guest room.
From then on everything is history. I fucked any woman I wanted. Sometimes I had my wife watch. Other times I forbid her from watching. We also got into orgasm control and torture. I would pleasure her for hours and make her beg to cum, then I would leave her and go fuck someone else instead. Kate loved that. She loved listening to others orgasm while being denied one herself. She was my perfect little pet. I even got her a collar that said so, and with a matching leash. She waited on me and my lovers hand and foot. While Kate served us dinner or drinks or sat quietly on the floor, I encouraged the women to degrade her.
They would talk about how ugly she was, how fat she was, how much better they were than her. The women were right, of course. Kate is a beautiful woman but I always made it a point to choose women who were much sexier than she was. (Go big or go home right). While the women belittled Kate I would just sit and watch as Kate's panties soaked through. Kate only wore underwear while inside our house. I felt like she would feel more vulnerable if she had less clothes on. I loved stripping her down in front of beautiful women and letting them point out her every flaw.
All of that though was nothing compared to what was coming. In the fall of 2012 I was blessed with the opportunity to degrade and humiliate my wife more severely than ever before.
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My wife is a high school teacher and in 2012 she had just started at a new school. We had moved from a poor area into one of the richest in the state. It was a bit of a culture shock for Kate. She had been used to working with poorer kids and she actually enjoyed it. These kids came from the streets and didn't expect anything from anybody. Many of them were just happy to get a meal once a day at lunch. Now things were different. She was surrounded by spoiled rich kids. They felt entitled. Of all the spoiled brats my wife had to deal with, one stood out. Kim.
Kim was a senior. She turned 18 that September and she was a spoiled little bitch. She had her daddy's money and her mom thought she was an angel. Everyone loved her. She was perfect as far as almost anyone was concerned. Head cheerleader, varsity volleyball, honors student, She was everywhere. The only person who wasn't impressed by her was Kate. Kate had made the mistake of asking Kim to turn in her homework. Apparently that was something that Kim just didn't do. When my wife failed her for not doing her work Kim made it her mission to make Kate's life hell. She came come in tears nearly every day because of something Kim had said or done.
One time Kim knocked Kate's drink over on her desk and ruined all her important documents. Kim had sworn that it was an accident but my wife was convinced otherwise. She also cussed Kate out in the middle of class and routinely left in the middle of lecture. What was worse was that Kate had no support at school. She sent Kim to the office a half dozen times but Kim never got into any trouble. All she had to do was bat her pretty blue eyes and flick her perfectly blond hair and all hearts around her melted. They sent her back to class with a note telling my wife that she needed to do a better job controlling her classroom. Kate told me once that if she ever saw Kim outside of the classroom she would punch her in the face. I had other ideas.
I met Kim for the first time at the end of November. We were at a football game. I was standing in line at the confession stand when I saw the cheerleaders headed my way. I knew right away which one was Kim. She was just a beautiful as everyone had said. It was easy to see how everyone loved her so much. (You don't have to be nice when you were as pretty as Kim was) I watched eyes follow her. Everywhere she went people were drawn to her. She seemed to be the center of the world. I scribbled my phone number on a piece of paper and handed it to her.
"Text me." I said simply, and then walked away.
It was a long shot but I thought I might as well give it a try. I was happy when I received a text from an unknown number within minutes of walking away.
"Who the fuck are you?" she asked
"I'm Kate Johnson's husband."
"Well tell that bitch to fuck off and leave me alone," Kim responded.
I replied back "tell her yourself in class."
And that is how my relationship with Kim started. I text her a lot over the next few days. I really enjoyed talking to Kim. She was a blast. The only thing that was sexier than her body was her attitude. I was addicted to her bitchiness. Over the next few weeks Kim told me in detail all the things she was doing to my wife. My wife was right of course. All of the things that Kim had said were accidental, she had done on purpose. She had also spit in her coffee a few times. I made it a point to always text Kim while she was in Kate's class. She would usually respond back telling me how big a bitch she was and giving me all the juicy details about the war they had going on. It was kind of funny hearing the same story over again when Kate came home from work at the end of the day.
One of my favorite things to do is have my wife suck me off while I text other women. So after Kate got home and settled and told me how horrible Kim was that day, I had her get on her knees and I text Kim. Kate knew I was texting other women but she had no idea who, or what was going to be happening soon.
"How's your bitch wife doing?" Kim asked.