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Look at what’s left of you - a pathetic excuse for a man. You’ve surrendered everything to me: your agency, your life, your relationships. Anything I allow you to keep are re-made to serve me. Like your wife. You already convinced her to get another job to “make ends meet”, like I ordered. Have fucked your wife the way I ordered, too? I’m sure she enjoys you finally pleasing her, even if she doesn’t realize its by my orders. No one can fuck her quite like Mistress. 

Now you two will be my little pornstars! Lie to her, say its a sex tape to spice things up…but you’re going to livestream your sex for me. Put earphones in, listen as I whisper in your ear, telling you how to fuck your wife. Maybe I’ll like what I see and decide to keep her instead! You won’t see the recordings - those are for my amusement. These tapes are just another way to control you, because if you’re less than perfect? I’ll release those sex tapes everywhere and that would mean you recorded your wife without her consent…and isn’t that a crime? I can ruin your life with a click, and it would be too easy. It almost bores me thinking about it, so that means you better keep me entertained. Its only a matter of time before you slip up and your wife learns what kind of man you are…