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Cheating brat gets what's coming
(Misty Maiden)

I ran a very special service, the kind that many men were willing to pay well for. And it seemed that in this world, more and more men were asking for this service. That advert that I ran went like this:

'Has your girlfriend cheated on you recently? Have you been cucked by the woman who said that she was devoted you? Are you looking to get revenge on her in the most evil way possible? Then perhaps I can help. My name is Dan Rebus, and I run Cheating Girlfriend Humiliation Inc. For a price, I will humiliate-publicly if you desire-that bitch who went and spread her legs for another man. I charge ten thousand dollars per hour. I am aware that is not cheap, but I can assure you that it will be money well spent.'

From the time I had placed that advert, the phone calls and emails had never stopped. It appeared there were a lot of men out there getting cucked who had ten thousand or more dollars to spare. I wished I had gotten into this business earlier, I would have been a billionaire by now. Still, I was somewhat proud of myself for my entrepreneurship.

Today's client was a man named Trevor Denver. He was a thirty five year old businessman who had married a woman called Shelley who was only nineteen years old. And wouldn't you know it, just two months into their relationship, Trevor had come home one day to find her in bed with another man, on all fours and screaming in a way he had never heard her do before. Trevor was devasted, both at the fact that he had caught her cheating, and at the fact that the other men seemed able to give her something he could not-going by Shelley's screams.

From that moment on he had vowed revenge, not on the man screwing her, but on Shelley herself, it was her he had taken vows with after all. On the phone Trevor had told me he was ruthless in business and now he would apply that same principle to his personal life. Shelley needed to be put in her place and shown who was the boss. I said I would only be too happy to oblige. He wired the money into my account, and now here we were, the day of reckoning at hand.

"Why are we in the mall?" Trevor asked me as we made our way through the throng of shoppers on a busy Saturday afternoon. 

"Because this is where all the action takes place Trevor", I said. "You asked for Shelley to be publicly humiliated and this is where it's all going to happen."