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My wife and I are very recently married. She is hot and she loves s e x. She loves c o c k and has no hesitation giving me oral or getting banged. She works for this company that has team gatherings which are like company paid vacations. All the team from across the country get together for meetings, training and friendship.

I think she is getting banged at these gatherings. It would be the perfect place for her to have an affair or a ga ng b a n g since she is away from home and the guys are from somewhere else in the country.

She is very intent on going and never missing any of these get togethers. Her phone is locked and she won’t let me see it because she says it is for company business.

She secretly buys and takes along birth control foam and gel. She thinks I don’t know about it. The foam and gel is not in her luggage when she returns. She is not on birth control and she always makes me wear a rubber.

She takes along various bottles of perfume.

She subtly and carefully packs s ex y lingerie in her luggage. She thinks I don’t know.

She is not interested in s e x when she gets home. It takes her about two weeks to get back to normal.

She takes a long shower after she gets home. What is she trying to wash off now that she is home?

She also quickly washes all her clothes. I checked her luggage and her p a n t i e s have a dried stiffness to them as if she was dripping c u m after she put them on. They also have a smell to them that suggests the same thing. Were her pan ties soaked in c u m ? Why were her p a n t i e s off in the first place?

She refuses to have her bun touched or seen after she gets home. As mentioned it takes about two weeks until she wants attention including for her to get oral service.

She has secretly made a gynecologist appointment after several of these team gatherings. Is she worried about being pregnant or a s e x u a l l y transmitted disease? Has she had ruff s e x or too many guys? Why does she need to be examined by a gynecologist so often?

After the two weeks or so passes and she gets back to normal, she often jokes about my rubber breaking and getting pregnant. The remarks taper off after a month and are not repeated until she gets home from her next team gathering. I think the remarks taper off because by then she is sure she is not pregnant.

She is unusually attentive to me after she gets back to normal, as if she is trying to make it up to me.

She called me Stan one night when I was banging her hard and she was enjoying it. She said she actually said the word “stand” because she couldn’t stand it. She said she was mumbling because she was near o r g a s m and she was thinking about the s e x.

My name is not Stan. Which s e x was she thinking of? About the s e x she had with Stan?

She says she doesn’t know anyone named Stan and I’m being jealous and juvenile.

I checked the company personnel list and there is indeed a Stan. He is young, well built and a weight lifter. He attends the ‘Team Gatherings’.

Another time she blurted out “Oh guys”. She said that she really said “Oh good”.

She said other things but I pretend I didn’t notice since she would only dismiss it as a slip of the tongue or jealousy on my part. It would only cause an argument, interfere with our s** and our marriage.

She is very focused on me wearing a rubber and not having my r a w co ck in her or my c u m in her. She never has used birth control foam or gel at home but always insists that I wear a rubber. It’s odd that she buys and packs birth control foam and gel for her trips to the team gatherings.

I think she is getting banged by Stan. I think she is getting ga ng b a n g ed by lots of raw co c k s without rubbers. It’s a novelty that excites her when she is away on her team gatherings.

I think she is getting ga ng b a n g e d by the team and they are having a ‘team gathering’ with her p u s s y.

I think she tells me that my rubber might have broke as an excuse in case she is pregnant. She’ll tell me I’m the father and it’s my fault that she is pregnant.

I think she is very insistent that I wear a rubber so she knows if she is pregnant or not, and she knows where she got pregnant. From my c o c k or from one of her ga ng b a n gs when she was ‘teamed’.

I think she is sucking co cks at the team gatherings and taking raw co cks up her bun. The risk must be a thrill for her. She always has me to be the fall guy and blame it on if she gets pregnant. Or maybe I should say, when she gets pregnant.

AH, but what to do?

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Living with aunt…..i found out why special surprise the next evening. That morning she again welcomed me to the shower and allowed me to touch myself. But when i got close to finishing she inatructed me to stop and to dry off and get out of the shower. Very frustrating and i pouted some and pleaded, and she was very angry. I ended up right back where i had been a couple of days ago, getting the hairbrush on my cheeks and thighs for a protracted time. She did not use the belt but after i was sobbing and pleading again she snapped at me, that this was why i needed to be cured of my addiction, i whined the minute i did not get to enjoy my body. While i did not get the belt, after reducing me to sobbing and begging, she turned the brush around and i got several agonizing minutes of the coarse bristles on my already burning backside. I was trembling and hurting and was nearly dragged back to the shower, ordered to stand there letting cold water spray on my aching backside and then facing it until my g e nit als were shrunken to near invisibility. I was a wrecked blubbering pathetic mess, and as she held me afterwards she again stressed that my behavior is what made me weak and she wanted to be proud of me for good behavior. She said she was proud of me for accepting her direcrion and punishment but she wanted me to be well behaved and not self destructive to begin with. She said these things in a loving way but there was no mistaking her when she said that punishments could be far worse than they had been. That she did not want me to force her to be that harsh but that it was up to me whether it happened.

At bedtime that day she instructed me to lay on my stomach, and she spanked me by hand, stinging and making me tear up but nothing like the hairbrush. As i lay there shivering and sniffling, she left and came back with wet towels to lay on my cheeks and backs of thighs to ease the pain. Once i was calmed down, she had me turn to spoon me and her hands gently stroked my skin. Dangerously close to my groin and arousing me but she said that just as punishment could get worse, the pleasure could get better if i behaved. So i vowed to myself to try harder to behave, because while i knew she loved me, i was also now frightened of her.

The next morning began a new morning ritual. She showered with me and let me play with myself but to reinforce her rule over me, every shower began with a standing light spanking by her hand, then bathing and allowing me to self pleasure, and then another standing shower spanking, this time with her hairbrush. As each day after day started this way, mas tu rba tion started becoming something that was associates with her control and the discipline, and my urges were dropping quickly. I began to see the morning showers as a duty or exercise in self discipline rather than a pleasure.

This was also when i had to make a daily report phone call to my mother by my aunt,’s direction, reporting whether i had disobeyed and confirming i was being spanked proactively. My mother was skeptical at first so thwt call i had to stay on the phone with my mother so she coulr hear the soanking and my crying as i was bent bare bottomed over the back or a living room char as i knelt on it.

The next door sisters/landlords, my aunt’s lifelong lovers, also began to drop in regularly and my aunt required me to report to them as well. My aunt started a calendar to track how often i had urges or waa allowed to and able to successfully play with myself.

To be continued.