Mistress Jasmine made me a slave forever

I should have been honest. I mean I should have known that lies have
short legs and now they had caught up with me. The worst was I had
not only lost my place in my bed but had also lost my place with
my wife. Somebody else occupied these places now. Let me tell you how
everything went.

More than 11 years ago I married my wife when I visited Thailand and
fell in love with her. We had a good life because she was very
wealthy. She is a Thai and a very beautiful woman. Her family has a
military background. Well, to cut things short. Some members were
involved in the coup d' ?tat some months ago. Then somebody had
approached her and talked with her in private. When he left she
talked to me and dropped the bomb. "Honey, we are going to Germany. I
have been named Ambassador to Berlin. I am supposed to calm down the
Government."

Looking at her striking beauty I knew what the militaries had in
mind. Our moving from Thailand went very quick and since then I had
been moving around high society like others drinking a glass of wine.

Our marriage until the point of moving had been very good because in
the privacy of our home I had always time to indulge in my hobby: To
dress up as a woman. My wife encouraged me to do that and a couple of
times had even invited some beautiful shemales to our house. I had
the urge since childhood and when I met my wife I took my chances and
I told her about my strange hobby. She took it in stride, probably
because shemales are so common in Thailand. The only no-no was me
ever leaving the house dressed, otherwise I had complete freedom. We
really kept it private, but she made a habit out of it to shop around
and shower me with beautiful clothes, everything you can imagine from
lingerie to dresses.

Now with the moving to Germany everything went downhill for me.
"Honey," she said, "no more dressing for you. Imagine the press gets
wind of it and we are doomed. My family is doomed. We would have to
hide and could not return to Thailand." So with a heavy heart I
agreed to not jeopardize what she was here for. Due to her work also
our sexual life went downhill. She often came late and simply was
tired. I got more and more frustrated because I didn't want to join
an abbey.