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Sigh, things have been so busy at work lately, I've been working overtime every day, and today was no exception. I checked my watch after getting off the MRT, it was 10:30. The company's been incredibly busy lately, I've been working late every day, and I don't get home until after 10 pm. I stood there, stunned, as soon as I got off the MRT – it was raining, and quite heavily! I didn't have an umbrella.

Strange! Just a moment ago the moon was shining brightly, how come it's suddenly pouring rain? I had no choice but to call home. "Ring...ring," came my wife's voice on the other end. "Hello...who is this?" "Honey, it's me. I didn't bring an umbrella in the rain, could you come pick me up at the MRT station?" I said to my wife. "Sure, honey, I'll be right there."

My house isn't near the MRT station; it's at least a 20-minute walk from the MRT station. I smoked a cigarette while waiting for my wife to pick me up. The rainy day felt damp and chilly. The MRT station was bustling with people, many of them probably waiting for the rain to stop so they could leave or wait for their trains.

I watched from afar, and on the road not far away, I saw someone walking briskly with an umbrella. I looked closer, and oh great! My wife was finally here. I waved to her, "Honey! I'm here!" My wife was wearing a casual jumpsuit, about knee-length, with a Mickey Mouse pattern on the front, and high heels as she walked towards me. "Honey! I'm here," she smiled and waved back.

When she was about three steps away, I was about to greet her when the ground became slippery from the rain, and there was a hole in the ground. My wife didn't notice and stepped into it. Her high heels gave way, and she slipped and fell to the ground, her legs spread wide, stretching her jumpsuit open. I ran forward, ignoring the rain, to help her up. Suddenly, I realized that with the fall, her jumpsuit had slid up to her waist, revealing that she wasn't wearing underwear, exposing her thick pubic hair and mons pubis. Everything was exposed! I froze on the spot. My wife is usually very conservative. She always resists being asked to do housework or cook naked at home, worried about being seen. I never expected her to come out to greet me today without underwear.

"Honey, you…how…are you alright? Did you twist something?" I asked in surprise. My wife's face was contorted, her legs were bent, and she was frantically rubbing her right foot, her legs still wide open in an M-shape. I wonder how many people saw her. "It hurts so much, honey, I think I twisted something?" my wife groaned. At that moment, a male student nearby saw my wife fall and ran over to help her up. The two of them helped my wife up, and he probably noticed what was under her skirt, his eyes lurking and staring at her.

I carried my wife on my shoulders home. She had her hands on my shoulders, and because of the weight of my back, her t-shirt was pulled up, exposing her round buttocks. Since I was supporting her buttocks, I could feel her bare bottom exposed to the air. Her breasts were pressed against my back; I could feel the two nipples against my back, clearly without a bra. "Did my wife not even wear a bra?" I wondered.

Along the way, countless people must have seen my wife's bare buttocks, and some might even have noticed the faint glimpse of her pubic hair. But I couldn't worry about that now; I had to get her home first and ask later. It was just that the people on the street were getting a free ride; I could feel many whispers.

When we got home, I put my wife on the sofa and took off her high heels. I asked, still angry, "Why did you come out without underwear? You're usually so conservative; now everyone's seen everything!" "I...I...I just finished showering, and I was thinking of letting my body dry off before you called." My wife blushed.

After taking off her high heels, I got some ice from the fridge and started applying it to her right foot. Her right ankle joint was red and swollen, and she cried out in pain whenever I touched it. "Ouch!" During the ice application, my wife's mons pubis was fully exposed to me, and I suddenly noticed some glistening liquid.

"You deliberately wanted to expose yourself, didn't you, wife?" I glared at her fiercely.

"Honey, I didn't! It was an accident!" My wife looked at me innocently.

I reached out and touched my wife's mons pubis, and the wet, sticky fluid soaked my fingers. "You still say you didn't? Look at this!" I held my fingers, covered in the fluid, up to my wife's face. "Look at you, you slut! Your mons pubis gets this wet just because someone else saw it. You're such a slut." I then inserted my fingers into my wife's vagina and started playing with them.

"I...I'm not a slut, I don't want anyone to see my mons pubis," my wife stammered in defense.

"You really don't want anyone to see? But as soon as you hear me say that, your vaginal walls clench so tightly that I can't help it! What you say and what your body is doing are different! It seems like you really want people to see your shameful state!" I glared at my wife again.

"I...I really am not a slut, I didn't want anyone to see me, honey, you know, it was just an accident," my wife stammered, her voice filled with extreme panic.

"Still denying it? Your body actually reacted! Your body tells the truth! You must want other men to see you, that's why you went out without underwear! You're so shameless! I didn't even know you liked to expose yourself, so lewd! See how I punish you!" I slapped my wife across the face.

"Waaah...waaah..." My wife cried. In five years of marriage, I had never hit her. I pulled off her t-shirt, exposing her naked, white body to my eyes. "You like being seen by other people, so I won't let you wear anything, you slut!" I cursed. At the same time, I pulled out my belt and mercilessly lashed it across my wife's body. For a moment, her screams and the sound of the belt whipping echoed throughout the living room.

"I...I...I'm sorry...Husband...Please forgive me...Ahhhhh...It hurts...Ah...Ahhhhh..." My wife kept dodging, but the belt continued to lash her mercilessly. After dozens of lashes, her body was covered in red welts, some of which were bleeding. "You slut, you'll get aroused if other men see this. You're all wet, you deserve a beating," I said, putting down the belt and glaring at my wife.

"Husband...Forgive me..." My wife cried, tears and snot streaming down her face. "Kneel down, you slut," I roared. My wife had no choice but to obediently kneel before me. I took out a white cotton rope and began to tie my wife up. My wife, pale-faced, cried out, "Why are you tying me up, husband?" No matter how she resisted, it was no use. The cold rope seemed to coil around her body like a snake, making my wife feel desperate. I wrapped the rope around my wife's breasts and tied it up once. The rope was tied very tightly, and my wife was panting. Her beautiful breasts, bound tightly with rope, appeared even more prominent and alluring. Her large breasts were so tightly bound that she could barely breathe, and her snow-white skin was slightly flushed.

Soon, my wife was bound so that her hands and thighs were tied together, forcing her into a kneeling position before me. Her face was covered in tears, her hair disheveled, and she was no longer the beautiful woman she once was. I touched the ropes binding her; they were quite tight. "I'm going to take a shower first. You just stay here and repent, you little slut," I said, ignoring him, and went into the bathroom to shower, leaving my wife sobbing in the living room.

After showering, I walked naked to my wife, lifted her tear-streaked face, and said, "I'm going to punish you properly today. You never used to suck me, so today I'm making you suck me." I brought my penis to her mouth. "No, it's dirty," she said, shaking her head frantically. I grabbed her hair and slapped her, saying, "I won't untie you until you suck me today." My wife had no choice but to obediently take my penis into her mouth and begin sucking.

Under the fluorescent light, a naked and sexy female body knelt between my legs, my penis swallowing and spitting in her mouth. Enjoying the pleasure of my wife's oral sex, I couldn't help but groan. Soon, my penis trembled violently as it ejaculated countless drops of semen into my wife's mouth. I sighed as the pungent, male semen poured into my wife's mouth between my legs. "Cough cough," my wife choked on the hot semen. The white essence spilled into her open mouth, some onto her cheeks, forehead, and ears, while some trickled down her cheeks. "Swallow every last drop," I commanded. My wife gently enveloped my penis with her lips, gulping down the semen.

I pulled my penis out of her mouth and said, "I'm going to sleep. You can stay in this position and sleep in the living room, you slut." But I wasn't going to let her off so easily. I ran to the bedroom, grabbed a vibrator, and inserted it into my wife's mons pubis, turning the vibration to maximum. "Ah...ah ah...ah ah ah...ah ah...ah ah...ah ah ah...ah..." my wife began to moan. "You can sleep like this with the vibrator in, this is your punishment, you little slut." The buzzing of the vibrator and my wife's moans rose and fell, and I went straight to the bedroom to sleep.

"I'm going to train you properly from now on, fully unleash your lewd nature, and make you expose yourself in front of everyone," I thought to myself as I drifted off to sleep in bed. Unexpectedly, my wife's accidental exposure revealed her lewd nature to me. It seems I'll have a sex slave from now on.

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