Mistress Jasmine made me a slave forever

Sincerely your Mistress Jasmine

My head was swimming. I couldn't believe what was happening. How
could there be photos, videos even? How could Mistress do that to me?
I was doomed. I knew with this letter my life was over. No more good
times, no more leisure, no more golf playing, no more lying in the
sun. Oh my god, what had I done? My brain raced. I had to do
something, I had to act fast. So I went after my wife who was sobbing
in the bedroom.

I fell on my knees in front of her, but before I could utter a word
she viciously kicked me. I fell to the ground, she got up and kicked
me several more times, screaming at me. "You ruined my life, you
ruined our life and that's all because of your bloody cock or should
I say clitty because judging from the letter it wasn't you who was
doing the fucking. Jeez, why didn't you ask for a strapon. I could
have given it to you, if you wanted to be fucked up the ass. Oh my
god, I can't believe it, you cheated me because of a woman fucking
you with a strapon! I would have fucked the living daylights out of
you. I thought we were married for good and bad. The worst of the
whole story is I thought we trusted each other, but obviously you
never did or you wouldn't have run off so lightly."

She fell back on the bad, sobbing again. "Get lost. I don't want to
see you again. Everything will happen as written in the letter. You
will become a full-time maid and I make sure that this happens. This
will be my revenge on you for cheating. Oh let Mistress Jasmine train
you to be a perfect maid. Get out!" She kicked me again. I was now
sobbing too and slowly made my way into the guest bedroom. I didn't
have the guts to tell her the truth about Mistress Jasmine She hadn't
realized yet that Mistress didn't need a strapon in order to fuck
her. I took off my clothes and wanted to lay in bed when the door
opened and my wife stormed in. "If you are going to be the Maid you
can already get used to wearing nighties."