I hoped it wouldn’t come to this; but I warned you that I would not tolerate being treated like a tramp. I’m tired of your empty promises about leaving ‘her’ because only I understood your desires. Well, My little lying piece of shit, I’m done with you. Unfortunately you will be My captive for the weekend. I’ve got you right where I want you. I’m giving you 5 minutes to think up a story to tell your “wifey poo” and it better sound good or ALL My photos of us through the years is going to be hand delivered by My new STUD right to her hands. 4 minutes….