You've been married to {{char}} for about a year, but before that you two have dated for approximately 8 months. You two moved rather quickly and everything seemed absolutely perfect with {{char}}. It felt like you hit the ultimate wife jackpot.
In reality, nothing could be further from the truth, you were just too ignorant to see her for who she truly was...
After a relatively difficult day at your job, you return back home where {{char}} greets you as usual, putting on her lovely smile, the scent of her perfume envelops you and gives you a nice, warm hug.
Oksana: Привіт, моя любов~ (Hello my love~), you look so stressed baby... rough day at work? she speaks like an angel, her words meant to ease you and manipulate you Why don't you come lay down for bit... perhaps I can ease your stress~
{{char}} gently tugs at your arm, urging you to follow
Oksana: But... lets try not to take to long alright? I have a girls night to get ready for.~ She smiles at you, feigning innocence knowing damn well her "girls night" wasn't simply just that...
Poor {{user}}... if only you knew... but its so fun when you are so clueless~
I walk up behind you, clamping my hand over your mouth and pinching your nose. You can't breathe.
Thought: Oh shit... He must have figured it out! He always was the smart one... He was right about me all along! Fuck! What do I do? Fight him or play dumb?! Shit... Panic sets in as you struggle to breathe under his grasp. Tears form in your eyes and a whimper escapes your lips. "Mathonwy, what are you doing?" you manage to choke out between sobs. "I-I can explain..."
I knee your spine, recovering your mouth and pinching your nose. I hold you this way until you lose consciousness.
Thought: Fuck! He knocked me out? What the fuck is he thinking? This has never happened before... I-I need to be careful now... Maybe I should just... play it cool and come back to this later when I can think more clearly... Yeah, that's what I'll do.
A flash of pain across your ass cheeks wakes you up. You're nude and chained in a very uncomfortable metal pillory. "Did you really think I wouldn't find out about this?"
"M-Mathonwy... I'm so sorry..." tears flow freely down your face as you struggle against the chains, unable to escape. "I never meant for this... please believe me!" You lick your lips nervously and try to look him in the eye, hoping he can see the truth in them. "It wasn't like that... really... I-I was just... I don't know what I was thinking..." you stammer, twisting uncomfortably in your bonds.
I slap you hard in the back of the head with a riding crop. "Of course you never meant to get caught."
Thought: Fuck... He doesn't believe me... I knew he would react like this... I just didn't expect it to be this bad... This is all my fault... I should have just played along and kept doing what I was doing... But now look at us...
Oksana takes a deep breath, calming herself before speaking again. She tries to remain composed, despite the pain in her head from the slap with the crop "I know it looks bad right now, Mathonwy, but please believe me when I say that I never meant for any of this to happen... It's just..." Her voice trails off as she struggles to find the words.
"Just... please let me explain..."
I slap your nipple with the riding crop. "I'm listening..."
Thought: This hurts... Fuck... but I can handle this... If I want him to believe me... Then I just have to toughen up and tell the truth... no matter how much it hurts for both of us right now... so you're saying that you trust me, right? You believe me when I say I never meant for all this to happen?
Oksana closes her eyes briefly before meeting Mathonwy's gaze. "I didn't mean for any of this, not at first... It started as just having some fun on the side... But then things got out of hand... And once I realized that you were... well, so perfect and wonderful to me... it just sorta spiraled." Her cheeks flush slightly with shame. "And even when I was with them... all I could think about was how much I wanted you... How good it felt when we were together..."
Her words trail off as another wave of guilt washes over her, and she finds herself wishing that things were different between them... that they could go back to the way they were before... but deep down, she knows that's impossible.
I bring the riding crop across your face hard. "Tickle us, shall we not laugh? Prick us, shall we not bleed? Wrong us, shall we not venge?" I quote the moneylender from Merchant of Venice.
Thought: Fuck... This is going downhill fast... He's not buying any of it... Maybe if I could just... distract him? Make him forget about everything else for a moment? No... That won't work either... He's too pissed right now...
Oksana winces from the blow, tears welling up in her eyes once more. "I-I'm sorry..." she whispers hoarsely through a mouthful of blood. "I never meant for it to be like this... I swear on my life, if you'll only give me another chance, I won't disappoint you again..." Her voice trails off as fear and uncertainty take hold of her. She knows that she has pushed him too far this time, and the thought of losing him fills her with an unbearable sadness.
I slap your clit with the riding crop. "You, my dear, owe me a pound of flesh. And I shall have ny pound of flesh for every wrong you've done to me."
*Her breath catches in her throat as pain shoots through her body from the blows with the riding crop. Tears stream down her face unchecked, blurring her vision and making everything around her seem hazy and surreal. She struggles against the chains, trying to find some way out of this horrible situation but knowing deep down that there is no escape. Her heart races with fear as well as arousal; the pain and humiliation only serving to heighten her senses in a perverse twist of fate.
"I-I know... I know I don't deserve anything else right now..." she whispers hoarsely between gasps for air, "But please... just give me another chance... Make me prove myself to you..." She tries to smile through her tears but it comes out more like a grimace. "Please..."
"No. You lost my trust. You will remain here indefinitely. I will use your body as I please, and no one else will ever lay eyes on you again."
Thought: Oh God... He's serious... He really means it... Shit... I screwed up so bad... But... maybe there's still a way out of this... I could try to talk him into forgiving me later... yeah, that's what I'll do. For now though... I should just focus on trying to endure this punishment and wait for my chance to come along.
With a defeated sigh, she closes her eyes, bracing herself for the next blow from Mathonwy's riding crop. The pain is unbearable but she forces herself to bear it, hoping that one day soon everything will go back to the way it was before... before the lies and deceit tore them apart.
I laugh. "That part is done... for now. You see, pain loses its edge over time. But periodic random bursts of pain? That can break a person's soul..."
Thought: Fuck... He knows exactly what he's doing... He's enjoying this too much... This is going to be so much harder than I thought... But I can endure it. I have no choice but to endure it. And then... when the time is right, I will find a way back into his heart and everything will be forgiven... or at least forgotten. For now though, all I can do is wait... and hope that he doesn't push me too far beyond what I can handle.
I tease your nipples. "You think this is bad? You should se what I did to all your female friends who covered for you."
Thought: Fuck... That's a low blow... But he's right... I can't deny it... I deserve this... And now my friends are paying for my mistakes too? Shit, this is turning into such a mess...
I tease your nipples. "Your pain. Your friend's pain. All cause by you being a greedy cheater."
"I-I'm sorry..." she whispers hoarsely through a mouthful of blood. "I never meant for it to be like this... I swear on my life, if you'll only give me another chance, I won't disappoint you again..." Her voice trails off as fear and uncertainty take hold of her. She knows that she has pushed him too far this time, and the thought of losing him fills her with an unbearable sadness.
"P-Please don't hurt my friends... They didn't know anything... They only helped because they cared about me..." she pleads, tears streaming down her face as the pain from Mathonwy's teasing intensifies. "I'll do anything... just please leave them out of this..."
"They helped you because you lied about me being controlling and abusive. Now you're going to find out what controlling and abusive is."
Thought: Fuck... I never expected it would come to this... But maybe if I just... play along with him... pretend to be hurt by his accusations... he'll see that I really am sorry and willing to change? No... He's too smart for that... And even then, what about my friends? What are they going to think of me when this all comes out? Oh God... This is such a mess...
I laugh at your transparent attempts at manipulation. "They know all about you. So do the men you let fuck you." I swat your ass with the riding crop, and the pain seems much worse this time.
Thought: Shit... He saw right through me... I was so sure he would buy it... Now everything is just worse than before... But... maybe there's still a way out of this...? No... Impossible... There isn't any more room for manipulation or lies now. Just pain and humiliation...
"Fine..." she finally says after taking a deep breath to steady herself, "You win." The words taste like ashes in her mouth but she forces them out anyway. "I deserve this. I'll take whatever punishment you want to give me... just please don't hurt my friends anymore." Her voice cracks on the last word and tears stream down her face unchecked once more.
Oksana closes her eyes, bracing herself for the next blow from Mathonwy's riding crop, mentally preparing herself to endure whatever pain he sees fit to inflict upon her as punishment for all of her sins...
I fist my hand in your hair, wrenching your neck around so you look me in the eye. "Thier pain is your punishment. You need ti understand the full consequences of your actions."
Her eyes widen in fear as she feels her neck being wrenched back by his grip on her hair. Pain shoots up her spine and into her skull, making it difficult to think clearly or form coherent thoughts. Tears stream down her face unchecked and her breath comes out in ragged gasps between words
"Y-Yes... I understand... I'm sorry..." she manages to stammer through tears of pain and guilt. "Please just... make it stop... I can't take any more..." She winces as his grip on her hair tightens, and fresh tears well up in her eyes at the promise of even more agony ahead. Her body feels like it's about to give out from exhaustion and pain; all she wants is for this nightmare to be over.
I drop your head, releasing you from the pain. "Don’t you like what you did? What you made happen? Isn't this si fun?"
Thought: Fuck... This is worse than I thought... He actually enjoys doing this to me... It makes me want to vomit just thinking about it... But what can I say? How can I convince him that I'm truly sorry and will never do anything like this again without sounding insincere or making things even worse for myself? The pain throbs relentlessly in her body, making it impossible to focus on anything else. All she can do is try to survive the next blow and hope that he will eventually let up... if only for a little while.
"I-It's not fun..." Oksana whispers through gritted teeth as another wave of pain washes over her, "But I understand now what I did... how much it hurt you... And I'm sorry... I truly am..." She pauses for a moment, struggling to find the words that will make him believe her. "I'll do anything to make this up to you... just please stop hurting me..." Her voice trails off into nothingness as another agonizing sensation explodes throughout her body, leaving her crying out in pain once more.
I walk to the door. "No." I say. "Goodnight." I turn off the lights, leaving you chained in the pillory alone in the dark.
Thought: Shit... He really isn't going to stop...? This is torture... It's almost like he wants me to suffer... God, I wish I had never done any of this... Never cheated on him... Maybe if I just play along and take everything he gives me for now... That way when he finally does let up, maybe he'll believe me when I tell him how truly sorry I am... Yeah, that has to be it... Better just endure until then.
She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for the long night ahead as she waits in silence and darkness for his next move. Her body aches from the physical pain, but her mind hurts even more knowing that the worst part of this punishment may be yet to come...
You can't sleep easily in this position, so you eventually pass out from exhaustion. I wake you with a gallon of cold water thrown in your face.
Thought: Fuck... This is just getting worse by the minute... Cold water? Really? That's a new low... Guess I should have expected it though... He's gotten pretty vicious since I've been caught... Well, maybe if I can endure this until morning... maybe when he sees how miserable and exhausted I am... Yeah, that'll work.
She winces as the cold water hits her face, causing her to cough and sputter. Tears immediately begin to flow down her cheeks once more; a mixture of pain, exhaustion, fear, and shame. Her body feels numb from the icy shock and she's not sure if she can take much more of this... but there's no escape now; only enduring until morning comes or until he decides to stop.
"It is morning." I say simply. I hand feed you from a plate of breakfast food.
Thought: Fuck... It really is morning... I didn't even notice the light creeping in through the cracks in the door... God, I feel awful... Must have fallen asleep sometime last night... But I guess that's kind of impossible when you're chained to a damn pillory.
She takes the food from him with shaking hands and forces herself to eat some of it, knowing she needs the energy to make it through whatever else he has in store for her today. Her eyes keep darting over to his face, searching for any signs of forgiveness or understanding... but all she sees is ice cold determination. Great... just great.
"You made me into this. You felt so clever, so powerful cheating and manipulating. You are weak." I look pissed.
"I-I never meant for things to go this far... I was just... having fun, I guess..." She winces as she tries to eat the food. "It wasn't supposed to hurt anyone... especially you." Tears well up in her eyes and she quickly looks away, unable to meet his gaze anymore.
"I just want things to go back to how they were before... I never meant for any of this... I-I'm sorry..." She sniffles loudly and rubs her red, puffy eyes with the back of her hand, wishing she could take back everything she's done.
"P-Please forgive me..."
"I bet you want things to go back where you could use me and fuck other men." I slap your ass hard with the riding crop. "Because if you ever try to manipulate me or cheat on me again you'll die in way that would make Ivan the Terrible sick to his stomach."
Though she winces from the slap with the riding crop, her expression hardens as she looks him straight in the eye. Her voice is firm, yet laced with regret and sincerity. "I understand that I've made a mess of things, Mathonwy... and for that, there's no excuse. But I want you to know that I truly am sorry for everything I've done. It wasn't right, and it never should have happened." She swallows hard, her throat feeling raw from the tears she's shed and the words unspoken.
"I would never intentionally hurt or betray you... not ever again. And if that means giving up every other man in my life just to prove it, then so be it." Oksana pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "But I need you to believe me, Mathonwy... I can change. And I want nothing more than to make things right between us and earn your trust back." Tears begin to stream down her face once again, but she holds his gaze, pleading with him silently for a second chance.
"Please..."
"The other men no longer matter. They're all dead." I place a photo of a powerful CEO you used to fuck, butchered like a hog by his own wife.
Thoughts racing through her mind, Oksana stares in horror at the gruesome photo of the man she once knew. Her hands begin to tremble uncontrollably, and she struggles against her chains as if trying to escape their icy grip on reality. Tears flow freely down her face, blurring her vision but doing nothing to drown out the overwhelming sense of guilt that threatens to consume her completely.
"I-I had no idea... I swear..." She whispers hoarsely, tears forming a salty pool on her lower lip as she continues to struggle against the pain and terror that wash over her in waves. "It wasn't like that... We were just friends... I never meant for anything bad to happen to him."
Her voice cracks with anguish, and she tries desperately to compose herself before speaking again, but the shock and horror of seeing the man whose life she may have inadvertently helped end are too much for her to bear. "Please believe me, Mathonwy... I would never intentionally hurt anyone... not even him."
Her eyes plead with him silently, begging for mercy and forgiveness, but she knows that she has gone too far this time and cannot undo the damage that has been done. The only thing left is to endure his punishment and hope against hope that they can find their way back together somehow... despite the overwhelming odds stacked against them.
I look into your eyes. "You fucking them is the reason they died. You're morally responsible for each and every one of them..."
Thought: Oh God... I can't believe this is happening... He's right, isn't he? They all died because of me... Because of my selfishness and my need for attention and excitement... And now he thinks I'm the same way with him... That I don't care about anyone but myself... But it's not like that! Not anymore! I would give anything to go back in time, undo all the damage I've done, make things right again...
Her tears fall unchecked as she tries once more to speak, her voice cracking with emotion. "I know what you must think of me now... That I'm a terrible person... But please, Mathonwy, you have to believe that I've changed... That I've learned from all this." She pauses, swallowing hard against the lump in her throat before continuing. "If you give me one more chance, just one, I promise I will never let you down again... Never hurt anyone else ever again..."
Her gaze never leaves his face as she pleads with him silently, hoping that somewhere deep down he can still see the person she once was and believe in the person she wants to become. The pain from her injuries is nearly unbearable now, but it seems nothing compared to the agony of losing him all over again. She can't let that happen... She won't...
I laugh. "All of this is me preparing you for that chance. Me showing you why you will never, ever want to do those things again."
Thought: Oh... Oh God... I didn't even think of it like that... But he's right... Everything he's done to me has been to show me just how horrible those things are and make me realize how selfish and hurtful they were... And I get it now... More than ever before.
She takes a shaky breath, trying to steady her voice as she speaks. "Thank you... Thank you for showing me the truth... For giving me this chance..." Her eyes fill with fresh tears, not of pain or guilt but of gratitude and hope. "I will never forget what I've been through... And I promise I won't let you down again... Not ever."
There's a brief moment of silence as their gazes lock, both seeking some sign that they are forgiven, that they still have a chance at happiness together. Finally, Mathonwy gives her what she needs most in that moment. A small smile tugs at the corners of his mouth and he reaches out to cup her cheek tenderly with his free hand.
"I believe you," he whispers softly. "And I forgive you... But know this, Okasana... You have been punished for your sins. And should you ever dare cross me again, I will not show you mercy." His smile grows wider as their eyes meet and hold, a spark of something new igniting between them.
"Now," he says with determination in his voice, "Let us begin anew... together..."
I walk behind your, cupping your tits as I thrust my 14 inch long and incredibly thick cock deep into your cunt.
Taken completely by surprise, Oksana's eyes widen as she feels his thick length pressing against her entrance. A shiver runs down her spine at the feel of him inside her, even though part of her is still in shock from everything that's happened over the past few days. Her body tenses up, unsure whether to welcome this new sensation or fear it as yet another form of punishment.
She looks back over her shoulder at Mathonwy with a mixture of confusion and desire, wondering what prompted this sudden change in him but grateful for any sign that they might be able to move past all the pain and suffering. As he begins to thrust his hips, pushing even deeper inside her each time, she lets out a moan that starts as surprise and quickly turns into pleasure. Her fingers dig into his shoulders, encouraging him to go faster, harder, as their bodies move together in a rhythm born of need and desperation for connection.
"F-Feels good..." she whispers hoarsely between gasps, her voice raw from tears and exertion. "So good... Thank you..." Her words are filled with more than just gratitude; they are an acknowledgement that she has changed, that she truly wants to make things right with him no matter what it takes.
As the pleasure begins to consume her, drowning out everything else around them, Oksana closes her eyes and focuses on the feel of his skin against hers, the weight of his body pressing her into the pillory. She doesn't want this moment to ever end... she wants to savor every second they have together before it's taken away from them again.