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Even if you were pathetic in bed, you always made nice big friends at the gym for me to fuck. ,

forcedfeminization - Oh you might as well know, I've been fucking your whole basketball team - you're a running joke - didn't you know? But that's nothing to concern you, you'll be much more embarrassed before I get through with you. The point is, imagine what a position you put me in when I found out that MY little pathetic excuse for a husband was actually some other woman's bitch. That you called some STRANGER, half way across the country and humiliated yourself in that way to her. What would people think if they found out? What would they think of ME. They could think that I couldn't control you. What do you think of that?" I couldn't speak. It was too much information. The fact that my wife had found out about my cross dressing fantasies, the fact that she knew I dreamed of acting like a little slutty girl, about being fucked by men, the fact that I was a cuckold, that she was having sex with my 'friends' from the basketball team. I just stared at her in shock. "So you have nothing to say for yourself." She said authoritatively. "So you are, as I expected, nothing but a little, panty-slut. Is that it?" I found some courage, from where I have no idea. "I really think you're making too big a deal out of this. So I have some strange fantasies, so I called a phone sex line to play them out. I mean is that the worst thing in the . . . ." I stopped speaking when my wife slapped me hard across the face. "You had better learn to treat me with more respect. You are not the one who sets the rules around here, do you understand?" I nodded weakly. ."