Anyways I’ll now get to the story of how I discovered my husband was a sissy slut.My husband works regular day shift hours and I sometimes work diff...rent shifts. There was some recent break-ins and around our neighborhood, including our apartment building and it was scaring me. Without my husband knowing I got some cams installed throughout our apartment. They were hidden in our bedroom, our living room, our kitchen and spare bedroom. There was two in each room so it covered all angles and. Me : how can I? You are not well.Chachi : then why did you do it?Me : I didn’t have any such intentions. I just lost my control after seeing your thighs.Chachi ( melted down) : beta. I know it’s difficult for you but there are barriers in relationships which shouldn’t be crossed.Me : I will remember it.Chachi : alright. Since you have realized your mistake, I won’t tell anyone what happened yesterday.On the third night, when I was giving her leg massage, I thought I should not miss this chance. Once all four of them were on the ground they headed for the back door. Atlanta, Julie while on Earth, led the way. Behind her Ikilla, Jane, followed. Bringing up the rear was Nichsa in Aocles' arms.Before they even got close to the backdoor it swung open. Out of the house exploded two children. The oldest, a boy, had blonde hair and blue eyes. Beside him ran his sister. She was almost exactly like her mother. The red hair, green eyes, even the facial features. They were screaming something. He. "No panties as usual." Yes, Mistress." My voice was low and slightly trembling and myattention again fully centered on her."Spread those pretty legs of yours, little whore," she ordered, and Icomplied, seeing my feet and legs in the sissy pink stockings with mypainted pink toenails just visible through the fabric.Mistress attached a spreader bar to keep my legs apart and hooked arope around its center. She attached the other end to the headboard andpulled, elevating my lower body slightly back.