I, not only work in his personal office as a secretary. Or, office bitch! Even more so now that things have changed and our new arrangement. But, even when he first made me start there, I messed up so bad, I pretty much just became the office fetch bitch and cleaning girl. I wasn't trusted with anything else.

Now, that I'm doing special jobs to pay off debts. And, the office is mostly men who are his golfing buddies, contractors and rich perverted clients he's known for years, I'm literally the shop bitch now. The few women there, mostly exes and single women that like him, who don't like me, were happy to take a bit of a raise to allow it and look the other way. Which, unfortunately for me, didn't! And now, humiliate me worse than the men out of spite and jealousy.

A good example, yesterday 5 minutes before I was supposed to leave, one of his exes literally made me strip down to my heels and crawl to all the offices, to collect trash with my mouth. I got out of there almost 3 hours late with red sore knees and crap on my face from food and half full coffee cups. She did it just to piss me off and have a good laugh with the rest of the office.

I'm just lucky to make it out of there with any clothes on, maybe, a day or two a week. Because, watching me run naked through the lobby and parking garage juggling my clothes, purse and keys, just so they can take bets on how long it takes me, and if I will be seen. Yeah! It's a thing now! I rarely get out without dealing with that, unless certain people happen to be there, that aren't in on things. I pray for those days now. But, every time I do something like that and my husband approves, I get a little extra money on my check. Unfortunately, it's not usually enough to make it worth it, but every little bit helps.

That's not it! I still have my slave trophy wife duties. The cleaning lady now gets to watch me clean while she relaxes and he humiliates me somehow. I'm still in charge of wifely duties. Which, he humiliates me somehow and always makes it difficult. Like, doing and folding laundry cuffed, gagged, clamped, plugged and shackled. Every try to fold sheets, or hang clothes with your hands cuffed behind you back drooling with extremely aching nipples? It's not easy! And him watching me the whole time, chiming in on the intercom just to insult, order around and usually just make things worse.

God forbid, he caught me.... Be nice! He caught me masturbating and playing with bondage out back and ended up making me bind myself standing in the porch with no way out so I couldn't touch myself. I was there for over 31 hours before his friend showed up to free me. And, permanent cuffed my hands behind my back for a week. I was getting rides back and forth to the office just to keep me working, without removing the cuffs. Life isn't easy with hands cuffed behind your back. I stayed that way the whole week! Yeah?! Life is so messed up right now!

The lawn guys now get a free show once in a while! They get to watch my, usually, naked ass do most of their work. Pool guy too! Painters! Remodel guys! All his friends! I haven't even been able to answer the door without humiliating myself. I haven't ordered food in for months now. Every time he sees the charge, the phone goes off and I'm answering the door naked and worse.

Plus, I now have to check in on his old angry father and his angry brother almost every other day to help them out. How are serious assholes and ass slapping, nipple pinching cruel perverts. I have special jobs with his friends and family on top of keeping the car spotless and everything else cleaned. 

Shopping! Oh God! Ever go shopping nude, under a silk gown, plugged and a vibrator in you being controlled by a very angry husband on the other side of the world. Trying his best to humiliate you out of spite? A shopping list full of lotions, condoms, alcohol and dick shaped objects didn't make it better? And, almost collapsing and failing to fight back screams and moans multiple times while I walked around this huge ass store for hours? Yeah?! It's kind of exciting, not knowing when he is going to pop up. But, also extremely scary knowing it will be to punish, expose or humiliate me out of spite. This is my life now! Plus, after Humiliating myself, I had to go back in so he could torment me, while him and his friends laughed, to get the actual grocery list. They watched and I had to basically perform for tips. But, they were being drunk assholes and I spent an hour humiliating myself for $3.17. Yeah?!

Now, after I got mad and admit to him that he wasn't the only guy I was showing properties too and fucking to try and hurt him, he's got me lowering and degrading myself for his important clients. Some from other countries with some very strange fetishes. Some, very disrespectful, aggressive and angry towards women. Others want to shove things in places, that don't go in these places. You haven't lived until you've had an octopus squeezing itself into your holes. Or, a long freaking eels looking fish that slims when threatened. What the fuck! I've had things similar done by assholes and exes. A guy obsessed with leaches and fishing bait. A couple with fire ant fetishes and other creepy shit! But the slim fish thing.... So fucking gross! I was freaking the fuck out! Unfortunately, I made good money for it and... The Chinese, or Japanese or whatever, pay the most in tips than any others. But, it's always something just ass fucked up and twisted. And, I'm not allowed to talk about it with anyone. Including my husband, who would be royal pissed if he ever saw this. So, moving on!

When he's home, you'll know because I will disappear. I don't get a second break and absolutely no freedom. I don't even go to work! I am literally kept bound, confined, punished, humiliated, fucked and basically kept for him to torment me for his pleasure. At all times! Inside and even out of the house. I no longer go to any important or nice events unless he knows he can completely humiliate me without it being connected with him in a negative way.

In case you don't get the picture! I'm always busy doing something and have little time to sneak away. I have to be out of sight from his cameras and on my old phone hooked into a WiFi single. The neighbors usually when I'm at home. All, just to try and get on here a few minutes at a time. So, forgive me for not getting aeound to messages and comments. Or, being able to post all the time.

I will try to keep up with all the comments, and do what I can with the messages, when I can. I will do my best to post and share galleries and everything. I'm kind of living the blog and it feels amazing to finally find somewhere I might be able to open up about a lot of things. Though, I've already said too much, but it's nice and I've enjoyed it. I'm a little scared not knowing who's reading it. But, not knowing also makes it kind of exciting.

I'm a little torn! I have anywhere, from a year or two, to 4, or 5, or... I don't know how many years. I added $300 back the other day because I couldn't hold it during a punishment, and peed on a rug running to the backyard to pee. $200 a couple of weeks ago for getting into his scotch! Who drinks $200 a bottle scotch anyway! Other than my stupid, already drunk ass?! But, luckily I am working it off faster than I am getting myself further in debt. Still doesn't help!

So, y'all will have to be patient with me for a little while. I am going to do my best to get him paid back, and get my house. Then, just to rub it in his face, go sex cracked and buck wild. Make sure it's free and accessible to everyone. Him, my family, exes.... Everyone! Fuck 'em! It may be the dumbest and most humiliating thing I've ever done. But, in the name of revenge and spite, soooooooooooooooooo fucking worth it!

I might just leave the live cameras around the place free to access, if I can find another way to pay for it, and make a little. Will see! But, I am obsessed and haven't been able to stop thinking and dream of my perfect kinky life, and all the people it will aggregate. My perfect kinky life?! Can't tell me none of it sounds a little fun.

Any fucking way, I better go before you end up with my whole life story and find out things you never wanted to know. Like, skinny fish in my ass?! It's been nice, but I've been at this for days, a few minutes at a time. I think it's fucking long enough and most of you are probably aggravated from it being too much, and others probably done blocked me after ready I may possibly have had one of the most twisted fetish filled relationship with my uncle who has a chance of being my real dad. So, yeah?!

Consider this your warning! It doesn't get any better. My life.... I wish you could understand just how insanely fucked up it was. There is literally no preparing anyone for even a small amount of the shit I've experienced. At times, it even sounds crazy to me, and I lived it. Good, bad, twisted and evil! It's far from anything considered normal even in the worst cases.

So, bye and good luck. If you're dealing with me, you're gonna need all the luck you can get.