When I finished, I grabbed my bag, pulled off the cock sleeve, and put my stuff in my bag. I left leaving her tied up. I walked back to my truck pissed off even worse. I wanted her to feel pain and fear. She didn't really feel either. I waited a half hour and rang her phone constantly for 15 minutes. I wanted her to think I was worried she was screwing around. I haul ass up the road and go flying into my yard like I'm pissed off, and I was. I go in my completely dark house yelling her name. She yells back I'm in the bedroom. I ask why the lights are off. She says she doesn't know but come there quick. I tell her in a minute I'm going to check the breaker panel. She yells no come here now. I ignore her and go turn the breaker back on.
I go to our room. I walk in and act like I'm shocked to find her hooded and tied up. I yelled at her, what did you do, piss off your boyfriend, and he leave you like this for me to find? She said nothing. I start to untie her and notice our bed is soaked under her. I mean I could ring her cum out of our sheets like a wash cloth. I yelled at her that he must have been really fucking good for you to completely soak the bed like this. I finally get her untied. She runs to the bathroom and takes a shower. I go sit in my chair. She comes back out scared and I could tell she's been crying. I told her to tell me the truth about what happened. She said nothing. I told her when she was ready to talk to better not lay another fake rape story on me or I'd kick her ass out. I told her if she didn't keep me informed on where she was and what she was doing with calls and pics, I would divorce her. She broke down crying hard and went to sleep in our son's old room. I slept on the couch.
Ever since that night, I've given her hell about what happen she refuses to talk to me about it. Everyday when she leaves work, I get a call and a video chat as she leaves work and drives home. If she goes to the store or does something without me, she records it and makes it a quick trip. I've broken her. Now, I can't stand the thought of fucking her since I come to realize all those rape stories she told me were bullshit. The stories happened before we met and I think she told them to me in case the rumors about her slutting around on her 1st husband got back to me. She still won't tell me she was screwing around behind my back. I think she's trying to figure out who broke in, tied her up, and fucked her. To be honest, I think she may have been fucking several guys, pissed one off, and if she starts asking them if it was one of them, the word will get around her work, she'll be fired, and I'll find out her dirty secrets.