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After 2-3 minutes of just staring into the soles of her feet and being tormented by their odor, I mmmphed at her.

Next was the haircut. I have long hair, so they had a lot to work with. I couldn't help but be taken in by all the primming and attention. My wife had explained the situation to the hair dresser, who was very kind and understanding and charming. Surprisingly, their hair cut and shampoo and head massage felt really nice!I gave my best attempt at moving and failed miserably. I couldn’t move my hands/arms at all, and while I could move my legs a little, they were tightly tied to my immobile hands. Most of the knots were out of my reach, and even the ones I could feel with my fingers, I would have no idea how to even start untying.

You’re such a liar” Brittany laughed. She used her bare foot to nudge my cheek and pull at my hair, “I think you’re having a great time!”After a few minutes I was taking deeper and deeper breaths of her shoe begrudgingly. Finally, she was finished and I was worn out and breathing heavily thru the shoe, not even bothering to mmmph my disgust. In my rage, I plugged in the dead iPad I had bought for her some years earlier. It was old, but I knew it was connected to her messaging/social media accounts. I saw exactly where she was, and tried staying up until I finally fell asleep that night around 3 am, and she still wasn't home. When I woke the next morning, she was in our bed, I didn't know when she had came home. I got up, got ready for work, and left that morning without waking her, or kissing her goodbye- the first and only time that had EVER happened. I wanted her to know I was pissed. Well, before I left for work, I grabbed the ipad and threw it in my briefcase. I miss the torturing though, that was always the fun part” Robin began, “watching the other person squirm helplessly, hahaha, they always look so silly. Like a fish out of water or something”

I heard the front door open, and a few seconds later Robin, Brittany’s younger sister that had been at the mall with friends, walked in and saw me tied up on the coffee table.

UPDATE POSTED: https://www.reddit.com/r/survivinginfidelity/comments/9b06by/update_my_wife_of_nearly_3_years_has_done/ I really hope I don't take the cake for worst DDAY experience, but it's hard to think of anything worse than catching your wife in a gangbang scenario with guys you've welcomed into your lives, and to find out that this has been going on for months with at least one of the guys. Now she wants to blame it all on alcohol and swears she's going to start AA, and wants to now go through couples therapy, she wants us to come out of this together. I think it's a little too late, but I'm a chump and I feel the full range of PISD emotions including guilt, I don't know why. How could such a pretty girl have such smelly feet? I fought violently against the tape securing my head, but it held tight, give Robin’s feet free-reign over exploring my face.

Brittany began winding rope every-which-way around my hands. She looped it around one wrist, cinched it off, did the same with the other wrist, then tied my hands together, then wrapped rope the other direction, between my hands. Finally, she tied it off and my hands were securely tied to each other, I couldn’t separate them an inch if I tried.I laid another 10 minutes by myself in the lower-level of the house. Brittany had turned the TV off, so I sat in silence aside from the music Brittany was playing upstairs, waiting for today to be over. Finally, Brittany got up and said “Well, I have to go make dinner upstairs. Then, I might be able to let you go, I think you’ve paid your dues, don’t you?”