Well, the ultimate insult, IMO, happened last weekend. She told me that for my x-mas present we would go to a swinger party and stay at the hotel where it was being held. Hundreds of sexy couples and lots of adult fun. Her costume was a sexy Mrs. Clause sp? (Santa) outfit and mine was to be a red robe and slipper and cap. We got there and she kept putting off unlocking me. She took a shower, a few couples we met online came to the suite and we chatted. One guy got a BJ without orgasm from his wife. He is a body builder and is as long as me and and quite bit thicker. All the girls in the room were staring and he was eating up the attention. He was looking at my wife's breasts the whole time he was getting blown. Long story short, everyone left to go to the ballroom for the dance except for us, she said to all of them she had to touch up her make-up first. When they left I asked her to unlock me so I could take a shower and clean up. She said no, and that I should stay in the room tonight while she went to the party alone. I complained that it was not fair to me since this was supposed to be my holiday present. She said she did not want to be embarrassed by having them find out that I was in chastity, when the swinger women rubbed against me at the dance and that the best thing was for her to tell them I was not feeling well from dinner and could be coming down with the flu. She said no one will want to be near you to keep from getting sick and it is the perfect way to explain why she is alone at the event. I told her she was mistaken, because it she was going to renig on the deal then I was going to find a hardware store and just cut the lock off and that I was not going to let her go to a swinger party alone. "Not without your room key, cell phone, wallet, car keys or any money, you won't...", she patted her purse as if to show me where those things all were and then turned on her heel and walked out the door of the hotel room. I was two hours from home and locked up with no way out. She had ordered the room online and I had no idea what name it was under since she had checked in while I parked the car. No one at the front desk had even seen me come in from the back entrance. She called me from the car at 11 a.m. the next day and told me to pack and meet her outside so we could drive home. All my personal items were on the driver's seat when I got there with the bags. She was sitting in the back on the passengers side, just like a limo customer would sit. I drove her home while she spent nearly the entire time on the phone to friends and family, like I was not even present in the car. When we got back I went in the garage and took bolt cutters to the lock. I smashed the CB in the shop vise and took out my nipple rings. I left the broken pieces on the side table by the front door. I truly believe now that our relationship has changed forever.