My dearest, darling Dave, 

It's a long story, but I think it's worth remembering the events that got us here. This is the short version.

You started by persuading me to let you take sexy pictures of me to 'remember me when you were working away'. Remember that I made you promise never to show them to anyone, but still turned my head away 'in case you lose your laptop and someone sees them'. I lied. I thought it was likely that you would show them.

I was right, wasn't I? Your workmates. Your mates at the gym. Your mates down the pub. You got a thrill from showing them your prize posession, from bragging, from telling them how you persuaded me, for how daft I was to believe you when you promised... But you got more bold, didn't you? You posted pictures online. You got carried away and posted some pictures where I wasn't hiding my face.

I'm assuming that you found the pictures that Lawrence posted of me as a naive teen in Italy and thought 'well she hasn't complained about that, so she can't be that bothered about people seeing her face'. I bet it didn't cross your mind that I had no idea his pictures were online, that I hadn't seen them. 

"Candaulism" is an addiction, apparently, a "paraphillic sexual practice or fantasy in which one person exposes their partner, or images of their partner, to other people for thier voyeuristic pleasure". That seems to be the problem you have, Dave.

Well, Iain told his wife about what you'd shown him, and Agnes told me. She and I looked for them online and found them. Then she kissed me...

Remember how you 'persuaded' me to be naughtier? Remember how I started sending you selfies of me in lingerie (and less) while you were at work? And the pictures we took in hotels together at our 'naughty weekends away'. Agnes often came round for coffee while the kids were at school and you were at work and we followed your every gallery post. And we made love. Passionate, gentle, feminine love that you'd never appreciate.

And you eventually 'persuaded' me to allow Iain round as amateur photographer, taking pictures of you and I as we made love. Remember how hard I made you work to persuade me? Months, wasn't it?  You made sure plenty of alcohol was involved, of course.

Were you surprised, or was it planned (a bet in the pub, maybe?) that while I was kneeling over you and blowing your cock that Iain would put the camera down, sneak behind me and thrust his hard cock bare and deep into my wet cunt? Were you worried that I didn't scream and protest - when instead I groaned and my legs turned to jelly? Agnes told me how hung Iain was - now it was payback for your lies and deceit! I remember you went soft in my mouth and moved away to watch. I sensed your angst and jealousy as you watched another man fucking your wife, driving me from one orgasm to another, and another. HE FUCKED ME LIKE YOU NEVER COULD! (Anterior fornix orgasm - google it, dimwit!). And after he came inside me, as I lay exhausted and delerious he pulled up his trousers and left without a word. You just sat there haviing watched as another man technically raped your wife. 

I wonder what you said to each other at work on Monday. Were you suitably supplicant to this alpha male? Did you blame me? Were bets honoured?

How do you think I felt? 

While he was pounding into my cunt, I was drunk on animal lust and orgasmic hormones. Afterward I felt humiliated. Ashamed that I'd allowed it to happen in violation of our vows, of my values. When I begged you not to tell anyone, not to show anyone those pictures, it was a genuine plea.

But you couldn't change, could you? Or did Iain blackmail you into posting those online - and the video that I had no idea about (I haven't seen it but I've seen the screenshots!)

Agnes found another place online that the pictures had spread to. Apparently, like the 'Exposure Manifesto' that we found, once things are posted online they're out of your control and free for anyone to download, copy and redistribute wherever they like.

So here we are. Imagefap, xHamster and a couple of other places know that 'Jilling-Jo' is trying to find all of the places that these pictures and videos have spread to. So far, fans and helpers from across the globe have found around 700 different pictures in a varietly of places.

True to my word (see the first blog post) I'm continuing to get payback in kind for your deceit and lies, for the spineless way you've behaved and the values and promises that you've broken.

The first adventure was a Friday night in the city at Diamond Dolls, stripping naked and flirting with a couple of hundred drunk and rowdy strangers - hot, sweaty, groped and finger-fucked - so many punters went home with my cunt juices streaked over their trousers as I rubbed my clit up and down their thighs. I even perfomed for a VIP group that bottle-fucked me on the table while I snogged the birthday boy and wanked his cock. The duty manager has invited me back - and this time he wants to fuck me, too.

Last weekend I was away 'with the girls', remember?  Sat 17th I spent the afternoon with a lovely couple in their suite at a country club. We showered and romped together. She tasted delicious. He said I was a wonderful fuck. We ordered room service and it was delivered by three waiters while I was screaming as he fucked me in front of them. It cost them a lot. I became a qualified whore there, darling.

Then I drove on to another hotel on the coast for a stag party (batchelor party for any US readers): 8 guys. I did my Diamond Dolls strip for them. I fucked the groom. Then the others joined in. Many of them had me more than once (the advantage of youth!). My very first true gang bang. They were respectful and wonderful - and fucked me raw! All night - no sleep. All holes, darling. DP (yes - they took my anal virginity!) and DVP (look it up!). DVP was why I was so sore and achning when I got home on Sunday and went straigt into a bath to soak - and the reason that nobody touched me for a week while I recovered after 8 wonderful, continuous hours of endless cock and cum!  And sooo profitable, too! Don't worry, it's all safe in a separate account (my earnings!)

So you see, darling, what you've done with your dishonesty, lies and broken promises is turn your coy, conservative, vanilla wife into an angry, resentful, bisexual, exhibitionist, whoring bitch that loves a good gang bang and doesn't give a fuck about your little prick anymore.

And if anyone finds you've posted pictures or videos of those more extreme things we experimented with before Agnes and Iain were on the scene - see step 3 in the first blog. 

I love this life.

I wonder how long it'll take you to realise - or for one of your mates to spot this little account here at ImageFap and tell you to read it...?

THANK YOU for motivating me to enjoy an extaordinary sexual life that I would never have had without your lies and deceit. Payback feels wonderful!  

Jo x