Look, we need to talk. You're 40 now, and you started having these problems again. You
started wetting the bed. I know what happened to you when you were a kid, but I thought
it would have stopped after you becoming an adult. I've tried being supportive. I even
tried to continue having sex with you, but that's all coming to an end. No more sex for
you. It's ruining our marriage, and I'm disgusted by you, changing the wet sheets every morning.
You're sleeping in the guest room alone, and you'll use a plastic bed pad. And I'll love
to tease you, as you have to change your pissed, soaked sheets. And you'll love my little nicknames
for you like baby dick. I'm really thinking about a divorce. You know what? I'm done with
this. I have put up with this for the last two days. I'm giving you a final ultimatum.
Do whatever I want, and we won't get a divorce. I know you adore me, and I know you know I'm
cheating on you. So I will stay with you on three conditions. I know you'd want to hear.
First condition, on weekend nights, I can go out and see other men. What are you going
to say? We aren't having sex anymore. We're not even sleeping in the same bedroom. Crying
now too. Crying and pissing the sheets. You really are a baby dick. It's better than losing
me altogether, isn't it? I knew you'd see it my way. Second condition, we're going to
do the whole cuckold lifestyle, and then some. I already bought your cock cage online, and
you're going to wear it. I'll get it from my room. Here you go honey. I know it must
be humiliating for you, but I can see you're getting excited. I will have full control
over that pathetic, leaky cock, and it'll give you at least some sexual attention. Pants
down. Let's put this on, that pathetic little cock. Now, time for the third condition. On
my date nights, you are to remain home and go to bed early. We'll get accustomed to
our new lifestyle, and I only have a few rules for you to follow. First rule, you will always
wear diapers and plastic panties at bedtime. Makes me so pleased to humiliate you to know
I'm in control. Next, you're going to buy a toddler bed, and you're going to use it
in the guest room. On weekdays, you can use the regular guest bed or the toddler bed as
long as I don't have to sleep with you or change your wet sheets. I don't care. But
on weekends, the toddler bed is where you belong, and you will never get up after bedtime.
Eventually, I'll have men come home with me to have sex, and I'll let you hear them.
But I don't need you wandering around. They'll be on their way by morning, and maybe I'll
let you come into the room after they do leave. You can see me still wearing my cum-filled
panties from the evening before, freshly fucked by a real man just hours earlier. You'll
hear every detail of my night, how much bigger and better he was than you. You'll be happy
at the fact I'm getting satisfied, even if it's not by you. It makes it even sexier for
you, doesn't it? You're beginning to enjoy our new life, and I'm certainly much happier
than before, and it's only been a week. Anything that happens next is up to me, and I can tell
the anticipation really turns you on as well. If I check your diaper and it isn't wet, I'll
unlock you from chastity and allow you in my bed, just so you can start licking my sticky
cum-filled pussy clean while I grind into your face. If I come from your effort, it'll
just turn you on more and make me all that you think about. It'll make you love me even
more. Looking back, I can tell you're happy we're still together, and I'm much happier
with our arrangement. You're happy when I'm happy, and if this is what it takes to make
me happy, then so be it. I love how much you love me.
