She had read all my hidden information and then found more including some places to buy equipment. Firs time my wife was away and she told me in the b...asement of her house what she found. I had always practice BDSM in private, like the feeling of being tied and my ass red. Never had anyone else involved until now. So when she told me she would tell her daughter or ELSE???? Part of me made my cock hard as she told me to strip NOW. She tied my hands above my head to steel post so I was stretched.. Of course, proving a negative is rather tricky. Oops. Careful who you buy from!A week after the incident, I was ready to exact vengeance on the world for all it had put me through recently. One of our companies had a board meeting scheduled, so they had the misfortune of being in my line of fire. Poor them.The Rolls-Royce Motors boardroom at their headquarters in Crewe was opulent and a little pretentious, as I suppose you’d expect of a luxury car maker. I was directed to a seat at what was. I was pretty annoyed that this fell to me. Mark only called me when he wanted something from me. 'I should have just said ‘no’, I thought. I quickly put that aside as I remembered that I didn’t have a lot friends and I couldn’t afford to lose one, especially not Mark. He was the quarterback of the football team and was really popular. He was also really attractive. Tall, muscular, blonde hair, blue eyes, white. He was perfect; he honestly looked like a male model. I was basically his opposite.. The apartment that I loved when I moved in. The apartment that I decorated myself, every touch of paint, every wall hanging, and every little knickknack was hand-selected by me and I had a wonderful time doing it. Now this place feels like a prison and I am slowly losing my mind!I hate my bedroom, I hate my living room, I even hate the painting from my favorite artist hanging on my wall. I was out of town when all this started and I had to self-quarantine for two weeks before I could even think.