I always knew there would be consequences for my indiscretions, my adulterous behavior. He gave me his trust, and I exploited it for my hedonistic pleasure. However, sadly, as I long expected, the time of reckoning has finally arrived.

Early this morning, he dragged me from our bed and brought me down here into our private dungeon, where he chained me to this wall. Tonight, when he gets home, hes promised me a weekend of unspeakably brutal torture, days and nights of unrelenting agony, to punish my infidelity. Then, on Monday morning the slavers will come for me. It seems hes sold me to an infamously brutal S&M brothel outside Bangkok, a place where even the most beautiful of slaves rarely survives for more than a few months.

Personally, if Id known the price, that Id pay for my indiscretions, Id have tried to make them just a little less discrete...