Erotic BDSM stories of a slave wife sold and bought

Erotic BDSM storiesErotic BDSM stories of a Sinful trophy wife. Once there was a woman who thought her shit dont stink. She married into high class and was rougher than sandpaper. Everyone says she stands out and must be from some trailer park in the south.  Everyone wonders why her husband married this societal trash in the first place. 

Erotic BDSM stories of a slave wife sold and bought

The truth is he bought me for  a price. Master frequents rooms and parties. Parties that have a common theme as the slave nightclubs of the underground. Slave women like me being lashed at in full leather bondage gear. Ass red and ripe and every hole stuffed with a toy or restarting device.

My husband is tired of me and says sim too old for him any more so he decides to divorce me and sell me to a young rich man who adores older slaves that he can trust.  Master buys me and I am taken to his new mansion.

He treats me like his whore and makes me pleasure him and his guests. I obey and obey, knowing that this is the only way to survive. So those in the know already see that I am the Submissive Whore wife and but a toy instead of a wife. I think I might be a trophy wife of some kind? Like a losing bet perhaps?

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