Wife Lord (full)

Author: zhoumingsm
Word count: 60895
Prologue
December 25th, today is my birthday, but it is not a very good day, because today my wife gave me two special gifts: a divorce agreement, after I signed it, I left the house, and the other is a slave contract:
1. From now on, the husband will become the animal slave of his wife, giving up his human name, dignity, personality and thoughts, and become a lowly animal slave.
2. The master owns all the property of the animal slave (animal slave), including life and other derivative properties, and the wife has the right to use, transfer, damage and destroy without bearing any responsibility.
3. As an animal slave, he is not fit to wear human clothes, and must shave all the hair on his body, wear dog chains, hoods, chastity tubes and a series of items used by animals, and his sexual desire is completely controlled by his wife.
4. Animal slaves are not allowed to speak human words, only with the permission of the owner to speak, if there is any violation, the first time will be punished with 300 lashes, the second time the tongue will be cut off, and the third time will be executed by urinating!
5. The source of food for the slaves can only be the master’s gold, holy water, phlegm and a series of body wastes.
6. The owner has the final right to interpret this contract but does not need to explain it to the slaves, and the owner can add any terms at will
This contract is more harsh than leaving the house. Judging from the content of the contract, after signing, I will no longer appear in human society as a human being. I therefore hesitated.
My wife’s cold voice came from above my head, “You start the game, and I decide when it ends! You have to figure it out, you brought me into SM at the beginning, and you can’t blame others for yourself. This is no longer a game. You are used to kneeling and kowtowing when you see me, licking my feet, being my toilet, eating my shit and drinking my urine. You no longer have the dignity of a human being, and you are not worthy of me. You have to make a decision today, or get divorced and get out. What I need is not a good-for-nothing man, but a lowly animal slave. If you choose to be my animal slave, the big deal is to let you eat more shit because of your previous relationship, so you won’t starve to death. I will give you two minutes to think about it. If you don’t make a decision after two minutes, I will regard you as your choice to divorce, sign quickly!”
I couldn’t help crying when I heard my wife’s ruthless words. I tremblingly picked up a pen and looked at the divorce agreement, and then at the slave contract. My eyes wandered between the agreement and the contract, and I made a choice helplessly.