Seized The Day, When I Got The Unbelievable Offer

I have been lucky enough to be married to a truly sadistic plain-jane ex-social worker, who was infinitely knowledgable about control of a true bondage-loving submissive, to the total exclusion of EVERYTHING but her selfish needs, wants, even whims...I have eight hours a day plus travcl-time, to earn good money, paid straight into her account, the rest of the time spent trapped in an expensive rubber bondage-bag, with her insatiable clit jammed into my mouth, even when she needs to pee...she jokes about the need to keep me hydrated, and occasionally feeds me anything that will fit through the open zipper axcross my mouth - particularly things she knows I dislike intensely, like hot-dogs, and pickles...I occasionally scare myself by doing "the math" realizing just how much of the last fifteen years I have been 'bagged' and knowing with sick but arousing certainty just how long I have to go, in my future (or lack of one, as she enjoys telling me) No point in whining - I knew what I was getting into - literally in this case...