The majority of stories that my wife recounts to me comes from this particular ex. The things he made her do were beyond humiliating, but my wife was under some sort of spell where she simply couldn’t say no.

One time she went all the way from his flat, down the corridor, all the way to the ground floor in a lift and then to the post area to grab his mail and then back, totally naked. Why you ask? Because she wanted him to lick her pussy.

She would do anything for him. He would get in the shower and call her in to wash him. She would strip down and lather him up and clean every inch of him.

Every weekend her man would sit down and watch the football and my wife knew her role was to ensure he had a beer in hand and that she had no clothes on to ensure he was either watching football or watching her naked body. At half time she’d suck him off and if she wanted to go anyway, she had to get permission. It was all a power game but it turned her on so much. She still says it was the best sex dynamic she’s ever experienced.