I never needed a man. I made my own money. Didn't have fancy tastes and never cared about status.

That's why when covid hit, and I was laid off at work I felt like a cornered animal, stuck at home, anxious and feeling useless.

He couldn't have been more kind and supportive though. He let me vent, he let me cry, he let me drink myself blind, and would fuck me until I was numb.

The days went by and he never asked me to go on the job hunt I dreaded. Days became months, no pressure. All the while he was telling me it would be alright, and slowly drowning me in gifts.

Small gifts at first, my favorite eye liner, "so you can feel pretty", long fake nails, and when things started open up again, salons.

I stopped worrying about my job and started caring about myself, all care of my darling husband. Where I was always frugal, he never had to be. Soon we were moved into an idyllic house, big pool, picture perfect.

That's when he started offering more, always couched in a bargain. I found a coupon for a nice rejuvenation clinic, these clothes were on sale, I got us better insurance for the dermatologist.. but nothing was cheap.

Suddenly, I was lasering all the hair from my body, I was being lavished with skimpy bikinis, double split black dresses, agent provocateur lingering.

It wasn't until the fillers hit my lips that i caught on, he wanted a bimbo on his arm... and I was playing the part.

I confronted him, in a non confrontational way, while he was buried to the balls in my pussy... "do you want me to be your trophy wife?"

"No honey," he said rubbing my cheeks, "I want you to be a whore"

I don't know what flushed worse, my beet red face or my soaking pussy, and he knew he had me.

Ever since we've gotten bolder and bolder. A skimpy outfit, out to dinner, and scandalous bikini at a pool party, a see through microkini on the lake, and eventually just.. baring my naked body for anyone willing to look.

I've never been happier, I'm fucked daily, I'm kept, and I'm already scheduled for fake tits... I can't wait to see what's next