Impossible Choices, Part II
Now, I expected this place kept spotless at all times, but I kept finding mess, just because you where tired or hungry or thirsty. Your needs come LAST slave, and it's time you learned it. Give me another five punishments!
You also didn't seem to like the party I threw for all our friends did you? You where in your French Maids outfit, but wearing a mask over your face. Feminised and masked, no-one recognised you, I told them all you'd left me anyway, and the "maid" was a hired help. But it must have been so embarrassing for you, realising that one false move and they'd realise who you are.
And seeing me so comfortable with another man on my arm, for me to be over you so quickly in front of everyone you know. Talking openly about how good a fuck he is, how big his cock is and how I'd missed having good sex? Humiliating I'm sure.