Finding Out The Ugly Truth
By LT    Part Two



After two months of neither me nor my wife instigating sex,
I decided that she still wasn't done paying for her sins.  I
had finally approached her about the tattoo of my initials
on her pussy lip but she told me that she did it for me as a
surprise. Even that didn't end up with us in bed. I was
still so pissed at her for doing all these things and not
mentioning it to me that I resolved I would make her suffer
some more. I placed a call to our "mutual friend" and told
him I wanted to another tape made. I was willing to pay $500
to see the hot blond fucking a dog. He still had no idea she
was my wife. He told me he had no idea where he could come
up with a dog and I told him to go the pound and get the
biggest mangiest dog he could find and have her get it
excited and then have him fuck the hell out of her.  I could
tell he was dubious and not really into the idea.  Why do
you want her to do that kind of sick shit? he asked me?

I had a moment of truth and finally told him the whole
story. How she was married to me and I had found the tape
and the pictures , and I was making her pay. He was very
quiet and actually apologized for sleeping with her. I told
him I wasn't mad at him, that he had delivered on everything
I had ever asked him to do, that it was her that hadn't done
so. He asked me about what it was he wanted to get from my
wife. I told him i wanted her humiliated in public. She had
done that to me and now I wanted her to be shamed. We
hatched a plan together not involving any large animals that
satisfied my ego. He would make her dance at the amateur
night, tell her she had to sleep with a businessman from out
of town, and I would "show up" at the bar with a "client"
that was wanting to get laid. I would act thoroughly
shocked, but say nothing as my wife danced at the bar, then
sit with the "client" then go back to his hotel with him.
When she got back home that night I would not be there, but
would stay at a hotel then go on to work the next day. I
would refuse her phone calls at work, and not be in the
office if she came there.

In the meantime our "mutual friend" would had gathered the
evidence of  her infidelity and threatened to send them to
her mother and father if she didn't continue to do his
bidding. I supplied him with the street address but not the
city where they lived, in case she got a little too
suspicious. The plan was for him to make her get a job
dancing full time in the topless bar and giving him a
generous cut of the money she made. She was also going to be
used as an escort on her days off. He was going to pimp her
out.

When Thursday night came around It went as planned. I told
her I had a client in town who was wanting me to take him
out for dinner and drinks somewhere, and that it was a huge
account and I had to do whatever he wanted to make sure I
got the business.  In the meantime, James had called her and
told her she was going to have to dance at the club that
night and fuck a guy.  James supplied the "client" he was a
well dressed articulate Black man from Jamaica. We met at
the hotel where it was all set up. We really did go out for
dinner, and got to know each other. When we got to the club,
we sat down next to James and two of his friends. Jenny was
already dancing on the main stage and I did the proper
shocked look. She didn't notice me at first, but when she
did, I thought she was going to have a heart attack. She had
no choice but to keep dancing though. When she danced at the
stage by our table, I looked away, acting so hurt that I was
unable to look her in the eye.

After she was done, she was called out on stage and the
audience made their choice and she had won, so she had to
dance around the club again. I once again, just snuck looks
at her and didn't talk to the other guys much, just looked
forlorn. When she finally got off stage she was called over
by James, who sat her down on his lap. He introduced the
"Client" and myself and said that he was an important
businessman and that I had taken care of paying for her to
be with him tonight. My wife didn't say much, just nodded
and shortly, they caught a cab and went to his hotel. I went
over to James apartment and had a few drinks with him, then
went to my hotel. When morning came, I showered got dressed
and went to work, confident in my plan to humiliate my wife
further.

Sure enough when I got to work, there were three voice mails
all from my wife, wanting me to call her. I left word with
my secretary that I was not in if ANY female were to call
for me, just to put them through to my voice mail. She
called three more times before lunch. When I went out for
lunch I peeked out the window and saw no sign of her, but
she was smarter than I thought and waylaid me in the parking
lot, saying we HAD to talk. I told her her I didn't know
what we had to talk about, that it sounded like she had her
career firmly under control.  She burst into tears and was
causing a scene in the parking lot, so I agreed to go to
lunch with her. We went to a little drive in and had burgers
and fries brought out to car and continued our talk.

She told me the whole story, and then told me that James had
told her that he would send the tapes to her mom and dad if
she didn't do what he wanted. I just kept eating my burger,
and asked her why she didnt tell me about this before she
got so deep into it. She was blubbering and sobbing and
telling me how guilty she felt and how sorry she was. She
told me that James wanted her to start dancing at the bar
full time now.  I asked her what she planned on doing. She
told me that her mom and dad couldn't find out under any
circumstances, and that she was going to have to dance there
to keep him quiet. I asked her how she expected me to stay
married to a girl that was being a slut and a whore as I
started eating her hamburger. She was almost hysterical by
this time and begged me to stay with her.

I told her that I wasn't so sure I wanted to be married to
the town slut. By this time I had to go back to work, so I
drove her back to the lot. When we got there I parked in the
back and told her to suck me off like she did those other
guys. She hesitated for a minute, then unzipped me and gave
me a professional blow job. I shot into her mouth and she
swallowed all of it. This was the first sex I had had in
months. It felt good. I told her I would think about how to
get over her dilemma, and I would see her later. When I got
home, she was gone already at work at the strip club. I
didn't see much of her for  two weeks, but James assured me
she was making good money and he was taking half, and having
her fuck customers too.  I told James that I was about ready
for our experiment to end and that I would let him have her
for two more weeks, but he had to do one more thing. Get her
another tattoo on her ass that said James' Slut.

I didn't see her at all for two weeks, as he had her busy
whoring on the weekend days too. Then I called him and told
him to send her home without any explanation and never call
her again. He was sad to see her go, but was glad I had let
him make so much money off her. When I got home from work,
she was there and I told her I had found a very bad man to
lean on James to convince him to leave you alone. I gave her
all the tapes and pictures they had taken of her over the
months. and we started a fire in the fireplace. We tossed it
all in there and then retired to the bedroom. I told her to
strip for me. She hesitated and I told her it was the LEAST
she could do after I had saved her ass. She stripped naked.
I told her to turn around. When I saw the tattoo that said
James' Slut, she started crying. She said her life was
ruined. I told her thats what happens when you fuck around
baby. She said she wanted to get it removed. I told her why
don't you leave it on for awhile as a reminder of what
happens when you fuck around. She nodded through the tears.
I asked her if she enjoyed being used as a whore. She
started crying and said no, it was totally degrading. I
asked her what did she think it was like for me, to sit
there with a client and watch her go to a Hotel and fuck
him? She promised she would never sleep with anyone again.

I laughed and said it was kind of late for that now isn't
it? She said what do you mean? I told her that it cost me a
lot to get her out of James control, and now I needed her to
contribute towards building the family portfolio back up.
She said meekly, what do you want me to do?


She's still dancing at a topless bar. A different one in a
town 30 minutes away, but she is STILL dancing.


