an hour the following message came to my mail from an unknown address:

- Good time! Your wife began to study in a closed school. She does not know that we are in correspondence with you. Please leave it a secret. Subject to the confidentiality of our correspondence, we will inform you about the progress of training and its success. If you agree to our terms, you need to send us a message of any content. Otherwise, your address will be excluded from the list.

Thank you for understanding Eugene.

I did not ask myself where did they get my address, and even less about how they know my name. The letter responded instantly. In the next letter I received a link and a password, the subject of the letter was today's date and time of 18.40. The link I got to the guest section of the school site. Having entered the specified password, I went to ... my wife's page. In the right corner was my wife, she was completely naked, stood against a white wall, her hands were closed at the back of her head, she looked straight into the camera. I clicked on the photo, the video player window opened, recording started:

- (voice over) We want you to understand where and why you came. This place is a school, married women are trained here. The purpose of this training is to expand sexual horizons and opportunities. The changes that will happen to you will be very serious. We will change your world perception, we will show and impart to you a new essence. You cannot fully imagine these changes today, as the result is always different, but it always corresponds more or more to what we want to do with you. The key word here is we want. You must accept this and make every effort for your learning. It always sounds true, and you will become the one who should be in essence. You are a married slut. Your goal to be accessible and desirable, with time you will not be able to live differently and your new essence will fill all of you. You have to think everything over again, weigh everything. Upon completion of the training there will be no turning back, besides, you will not always like our methods, at first. Think. Today you can finish everything or start everything, the decision is yours.

All this time, Ira stood and did not move, it was clear that what was happening excites her very much, her nipples filled with blush on her cheeks. She was silent, not changing posture. The voiceover began to speak again:

- So, Irina, are you ready to study?

- Yes. A shaking voice said whispered wife.

- I can not hear. Said a voice. You must give a detailed answer to my question. Are you ready to go to school?

- Yes, I am ready to undergo training.

- You will have to learn humility and obedience, are you ready to be submissive?

- Yes, I will obey you in everything.

- Good! Give a graduate.

- Ira, your words need to be sealed with a special seal. Are you ready?

- Yes.

Behind the scenes, you could hear the door open and close, then the sound of heels. At this time, the beloved opened her mouth, it seemed to me that even her eyes opened more, the blush began to fill her face. The voice continued.

“You already know this man.” At each stage of training you will be accompanied by a mentor. This gentleman after printing will be your mentor. You agree?

- Yes.

Something was happening. Ira looked in the direction of the camera very lively. Recording was interrupted. And it began from the next moment.

- Irina, stand on your knees hands close behind your back. Wife obeyed.

At this moment a graduate appeared in the frame. There was a leather collar on her neck; on her arms, folded behind her, the shackles connected by a chain, the same shackles with a longer chain, were on her legs. The head of the graduate was covered with a latex helmet, leaving only her mouth and chin open. The graduate to my wife was led by a man, supporting the girl by the hand.Her waist was tightened with a tight corset, it was impossible to take her eyes off her wide hips and the large heavy chest lying on top of the corset. She walked somehow awkwardly strongly ordered backwards. The reason for this was the giant plugs inserted into her holes, fastened in chains to the corset. Also in her nipples were inserted very large, heavy pull-down nipples down the ring. The girl went to her beloved kneeling. Ira looked up at her.

- Irochka open your mouth !!! Wife obeyed.

The next second, the graduate began spitting the contents of her mouth right into his wife's open mouth. It was a sperm.

- Swallow !!! She swallowed everything.

- Stand up a whore !!! The tone of the speaker has changed, there are metallic notes.

Ira quickly got up, it was clear that she was shaking badly.

- Spread your legs!!! Wider !!!

- Damn you, lick a brand new fuck !!!

Ira tried to pull away, but immediately received a resounding slap in the face from a man standing nearby.

- Back !!! You had the opportunity to leave, now your training has begun. Tears rolled down Ira’s cheeks. But after a moment, the room was announced by a heavy breath in and out and Ira began to moan softly, closing her eyes, from the skillful actions of the graduate.

- Remember, your name doesn't bother anyone here anymore, at the first stage you will be called huyosky, is that clear?

- Yes. Moaning favorite.

- What's your name?

- I'm a huesoska !!!

- Good girl, good whore.

- Are you married?

- Yes.

- What is your real name?

- Ira.

- What is your last name?

- Fedorov.

- What is your last name in girlhood?

- Andreashvili.

- How old are you?

— 32

- Do you have children?

- Yes, two.

- How many partners did you have besides your husband?

- Three.

- How many years did you lose your virginity?

— 16.

- Why are you here?

- To give pleasure ...

The video recording was cut off.

Ten minutes ago, the thoughts that formed a certain picture were torn to shreds, like a port whore's outfit. There was a rumble in my head, blood was pounding in my temples, it seemed that my eggs would burst. I felt an urgent need to pack up. A bottle of whiskey came to the rescue, and a fire was made on the street. I stared aimlessly at the working flame that enveloped and devoured the birch logs. Just like my brain was shrouded in the strongest new feeling, feeling of lust, jealousy, fear and desire ... all this was richly seasoned with the sweet pain of the genitals and the gradually reaching meaning of what happened to me during these two days and what was happening with my wife for three months. It came a clear realization that yesterday she was sucking a member of her lover not for the first time, and that, apparently, she didn’t have much to persuade her, but today he has her for the first time, and maybe not. Pondering what happened, the number of questions increased and no answers arose. Palpitations evened out, wanted to sleep. Tomorrow's sweetheart will be home. These thoughts were suddenly dissolved in the all-consuming feeling of love and affection for my girl. It only remained to wait for her.