My wife has been a very reluctant 'domme' and eventually I was driven to look elsewhere. Unfortunately I hit on someone who knew her, and was ratted out, almost instantly. Anyway, she sedated me heavily one dinner, and when I woke up, I was locked up in a heavy waist-belt with two leather cuffs attached at the sides, for my wrists. I also found myself wearing a full-head gas mask, with an 'elephant trunk' hose dangling from it. "I can do this!" she said amiably, and squeezed the end of the tube shut, depriving me of almost all air, until I was about to pass out. "I REALLY enjoy that, you cheating piece of shit!" she chuckled. "Look forward to LOTS and LOTS of it! How do you like the new me, by the way? Isn't this what you always wanted? Well, like they say, be careful what you wish for - you might just get it!" She began wanking me (we are from Britain and that's what they call it there) and soon I was more aroused than I'd ever imagined possible. "You happy now, you cheating piece of shit!" she demanded. Muffled in the heavy rubber, I pleaded for forgiveness, and gradually sank into protestations of love and respect, and was begging her to 'never stop'! "You really want me to treat you like this, permanently, is that it? Come on, you can admit it! I'm not mad! Is this what you REALLY want out of our marriage?" I was so lost in the incredible feelings, I said "Yes, my love! Make me your slave, for ever! Do ANYTHING you want to me! As long as YOU enjoy it, that's all that matters! Yes, I'm serious! Just....control me! To the most ridiculous lengths! I need it! Yes, we'll put the house and the bank accounts in your name only! That's real control! Oh God yes! Keep me a prisoner in our own house! In the basement even...whatever appeals to you." An hour or so later, when I was ready to die with frustration, she said "I need friends! Male friends! And I want to bring them home and show you off to them! You either agree to this, or the whole deal is off!" So, naturally, I gave in on this too! "Okay, it's a deal! But only because you begged me for it, and I love you and want you to be happy!" Then she revealed that she had captured the whole conversation on her smartphone, and it would constitute a legally binding contract, or a defense against any charges of abuse! That very evening she brought home a guy I knew slightly, and he laughed and laughed at the sight of me, before they undressed, and made love on the bed, making me stand right over them, and watch! I thought I knew what humiliation was, until then! It got worse though! She ordered him to 'wank me to death' but not let me come, while she lay back in post-coital bliss, and watched happily. He seemed happy to oblige, but she was so beautiful, it was no surprise really that he would unquestioningly do what she wanted. That was a year ago, and things are as they were, and as they appear likely to always be! There is a new 'friend' about every day, and her demands for my humiliation get more and more outrageous! The friends are unfailingly ready to humor her, too! She took a perverse delight in making me post this, and even correct all the typos! Now my hands go back in the waist-cuffs, and it's almost time for the next 'friend' to show up!