As I have already mentioned in a previous story, I live with my wife Cecilia, who is 17 years younger. We have an open relationship, where I cannot have sexual relations with her or any other woman, while she has complete freedom to have sexual relations with whoever she wants. She is very dominant and extremely cruel in her degrading treatment towards me. She was the one who initiated me into slavery and conditioned me to serve men. She loves to see the marks on my body that they leave on me. But with other men and women, she is very submissive.

Last year she started a relationship with a Man, a Master the same age as her, much younger than me. Very perverse. The issue is that on March 18, two days before the quarantine began in Buenos Aires, my wife casually informed me that the Master Bruno, as he is called, had decided to spend the quarantine at home.

Of course, it was a shock. She has brought her lovers home many times, but never something like this. I am used to accepting my place and in reality I have felt for years that my house is not really my house, but her house, and I am grateful that she allows me to stay here, seeing her as beautiful as she is, even though I cannot touch her. The presence of Master Bruno at home would not affect the order too much, because I have not been sleeping with my wife for a long time, and I sleep in a small room next to the kitchen. Obviously, I didn't need to ask if Master Bruno would sleep with my wife, even though there is a guest room available at home.

The day before the start of the quarantine, my wife appeared naked, wearing very high heels and black stockings with a garter belt, with bright red lips and black eye makeup. I couldn't help but think of a prostitute. Then I saw her put on a black leather collar with a ring and an inscription I had never seen before: "slave cathy".

Moments later, I heard keys at the front door. It was Master Bruno arriving home with a suitcase. Without even looking at me, he grabbed my wife by her hair and forced her to kneel down and suck His Penis. The situation was very violent for me. I didn't know what to do and I stood there watching as he mistreated my wife and treated her worse than anyone else, slapping her, saying terrible things and not even giving her time to breathe, until he finished with an animalistic roar that left me frozen. I could barely recognize my wife in that creature dripping with drool and semen, with a face blackened by running mascara, kneeling and looking at her Master like a freshly inseminated cat. I had seen on other occasions how my wife was taken by some of her lovers, but never like this. The same feeling of helplessness and the awareness of my cuckold slave condition that I have lived with for years overwhelmed me, but now multiplied by a thousand. As if all my years of a cuckold slave had condensed into that moment.

The next day, my wife and her Master completely ignored me. I could hear t...