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One Sided Cuckold Relationships
Cindy and I have been in this relationship for almost 5 years. From day one, it was a one sided relationship. One sided meant that only one person made the rules, and the other (namely me) followed them. Cindy has a way about her, one that makes men fall to her feet and worship her. Her dominance over men was always evident to me, even before she decided to train me in her ways. Cindy is beautiful and has the shape that makes her so seductive that men have no chance to resist her, and there is no way that they (including me) can stand any chance, once she decides their fate. The one thing about Cindy that makes her so deadly, is that when she becomes angry, she does what she does to men even better, and without consideration as to what those men have to do for her.
She is a master at discipline and uses bondage, pain and humiliation as her tools. She has trained me to know that it is my destiny to be her submissive, and a love affair has been based on these principals. I now know that my place is on my knees in front of her, and that there is literally nothing I won’t do for her. This is the story of one such event that actually happened just a few months ago.
Cindy and I had a pretty big knock down, drag out fight, over something quite small. I don’t even remember what it was. The paybacks that she brought down on me, I will never forget as long as I live. We had made up in the usual way, with me on my knees in front of her on my couch. We then proceeded with a session in the bedroom, that involved four neck ties, a blindfold, a leather belt, and a fairly short lesson that involved total submission and admissions of wrong doing, and my having to tell her that I was wrong, and that she is always right, over and over again. Phew, I was glad that was over. But was it? I thought it was, and that all was fine, and that I was forgiven. Not.
Later in that week, I think it was a Tuesday, she called me at work to say that she was going to get a motel room down the hill, and that she had a special surprise for me, a fantasy that was going to come true, and she told she would call me after work and tell me where to go. I was excited with anticipation all day, cause when Cindy was doing something special, it was always very, very special.
When I got to the motel room she was dressed in a leather thong and strap lingerie thing. The thong part came off a waist strap and went down her back, between her cheeks and back up the front to the waist strap again. Her large firm breasts were encircled with more straps leaving the breast fully exposed. Her pubic area was completely shaved and smooth looking. She looked like a Goddess. She had me shower and asked if I had thought much about my fantasy to have two women dominate me, she said that a fantasy was going to come true tonight. Then she had me lay on the bed where she tied me spread eagle, mostly on one side of the bed, the side closest to the wall. She pretty much ignored me after that except for an occasional smile. She had a way with that smile, the kind that let you know she was up to something.
After a short while, there was a knock at the door, and she hurried off out of sight to where the bathroom and the door was. She came back in just a couple of minutes, and I asked her if there was someone here, and she said, “No, it was just someone going down the hall”. And then there was that smile again. She then disappeared again to where the bathroom and the door was, and when she came back into the room she was pulling a man with her, a large man whom I recognized as her last boyfriend. He was fully clothed and she pulled him over to the open room side of the bed where she sat on the edge of the bed, with him standing in front of her. Her shoulders and head were in the way, but I could see that she was undoing his jeans. I turned my head the other way, and I heard her snap at me, “Turn your head this way, you are going to watch this.”
As she was pulling his jeans down to the floor, she told him to take off his shirt, and in no more than 30 seconds he was naked in front of her. She looked back at me one more time and her head moved forward towards his body, and I knew she was going down on him. I watched his hands rest on his hips and his head fell back as he let out a small grunt, and I watched as her head moved around.
After a few minutes, she pushed back on the bed with her head resting on my stomach. He went to his knees, leaning over the bed between her legs. He pulled the thong out of the way and starting eating her pussy. I watched as her head pressed back against my stomach and her neck arched upwards, with the veins in the side of her neck starting to bulge. She was really enjoying it. Every time I looked away, the ordered me to watch, and I did.
Next she put him on his knees with his head against the side of the bed and started whipping him on the back. I could tell he was enjoying it. After all, she held the same control over him that she held over me. She reached under his side and grabbed his dick and said to him, “Your cock is really big”, and she looked at me and grinned when she said, “It’s twice as big as yours”.
She then laid back on the bed with her head by my feet and said to him, “Now fuck me”, and then grinned at me like an excited child going into a candy store. This was the first time I could actually see his cock, and she was right, it was big. It was thick like Cindy’s wrist, and probably about 8 inches long. She raised her legs like a ‘V’ pointing at the ceiling and he pushed it inside of her. Again her head pushed back and her neck arched up, and I could tell it was all she could do to take it all. He fucked her for about ten minutes before she pushed him over and on to his back. She kneeled in front of him and took his cock in her fist, and as she started to go down on him, she maintained eye contact with me. Again I looked away, and she lifted her mouth off his cock only long enough to yell at me, “TURN YOUR HEAD AND WATCH”.
After a couple of minutes, she pulled herself forward and rubbed the tip of his cock against her left nipple. I could see the pre-cum glistening on her breast. As she stood up she looked at me smiling and walked around my side of the bed. As she leaned over, moving her breast towards my face, I knew what was next. She didn’t have to say “Stick out your tongue”, but she did. I sucked on her nipple and I could taste the pre-cum like I have tasted my own so many times before when she puts it on her nipple.
She went back around the bed and climbed on to it on her knees so that he could fuck her from behind. He stood behind her and grabbed her by the hips pulling her back towards him, and I could tell by the expression on her face the exact moment that he pushed his cock into her. After just a few moments, he said out loud, “I’m going to cum”, and she said, “Cum inside of me” as she looked at me. It was at that moment that I figured out what was coming next. He did come, inside of her, and she kind of collapsed on the bed, and he fell back into a chair. She was quiet.
Soon, she lifted her head and looked at me, and she said, “I have a surprise for you”. She slowly stood up and stood at the foot of the bed looking at me. She then said, “You hurt me last week, and this is my way of hurting you.” As she starting coming around the bed towards me, she said “Now, you are going to eat my pussy, and it is full of his cum”. She crawled onto the bed straddling my chest as she moved herself closer to my face. As she pressed her pussy down against my mouth, she grabbed my hair and started pulling up. I did as she said, I licked her clean, and I could taste his cum in my mouth and throat. It had a metallic taste that was very distinctive. She made me lick it for a long time, and I could look up and see her grinning from ear to ear. She made me stick my tongue inside of the hole to get all of it. She then said to me, “Tell me I’m an angel”. And I did.
By now the boyfriend was dressed and she walked him to the door with her arm around him. She then made me lick her pussy again, just to make sure there was no cum left. This was my first experience cleaning up, and I’m not sure if I hated it, or loved it. The humiliation was overwhelming, yet fascinating. Cindy used everything she had, as a tool to keep me submissive and respectful towards her…or did she? I’ll let you know.
Submitted by: David - So Cal
Your wife is out on a date with a new lover and you are at home waiting for her to return.
The tension has been building all day and you’re in a right state, nervous, no appetite, not been able to get anything done.
You’ve spent time with her earlier this evening, seen her bath and helped her get ready, chosen some sexy underwear with her, stockings, nice heels and a revealing outfit. Plenty of leg and cleavage on show. Expensive perfume and lots of makeup. You’ve also given her more than enough money to pay for the meal and anything else they plan to do for the evening.
She left at 7pm with a ‘don’t wait up’. Now it’s Midnight and no word. You know she was meeting him at the Italian restaurant in town and she said they may go on to a club. They might have finished the evening early and she could be back at his place now. You pace the room, trying to be calm. Another glass of wine will help and I’ll try and watch some TV…
It’s 3am now. You’re in a terrible state. Should I maybe get ready for bed? She might not be coming home at all - that is a sobering thought. You climb into bed but sleep is just impossible. Your penis is hurting from the near constant erection you’ve had all night. You try and imagine how the evening has gone for her, what they chatted about, did the conversation turn to sex? did they mention you? could she be telling him how inadequate you are? where could she be now? what could she be doing at this precise moment? You’re driving yourself insane…
4am. Lying on your back and staring at the ceiling in the bluish gloom of the night you suddenly hear the key in door downstairs and you nearly have a cardiac arrest. She’s home. You can hear her putting the keys on the hook and coming straight upstairs. Your heart beats faster, you’re deafened by the thumping of it in your ears. The bedroom door handle turns and opens and she’s standing silhouetted in the doorway. Not saying a word she comes over to the bed and starts to climb on top on you. You smell cigarette smoke and alcohol on her and another stronger smell, a masculine smell of sweat. Although it’s dark, as one leg goes over your head you notice a ladder in the stockings. She slowly places her panty-covered pussy on your face and pushes hard. The smell of sex is overpowering. They are very damp and she has obviously been leaking onto them on the way home. She then pulls her panties to one side and seconds later you are consumed in a fusion of cum and pussy juices and you frantically start to feed. The aromas are very strong, there is a salty, bitter flavour as well as a musky and bleach-like smell. You are literally smothered and it doesn’t take long for her to orgasm. You know you have performed your role well for tonight. She even may allow you to watch next time.
She quietly climbs off your face and heads to the bathroom without a single word…
I’m typing this with a cock cage on and locked, a thick plug in my ass, and my girlfriend’s panties on. She is allowing me to type this as a break from my daily chores. I used to visit this site in my free time when I needed to kickstart a fantasy, but here I am living one, and this is how it all happened.
I usually read those BDSM stories about females dominating their men. It always turns me on to imagine feeling submissive toward a fine woman. My girlfriend ended up finding out what sites I’d been visiting and which stories I read. I’m sure she was mad at first, but she didn’t show it. She decided to surprise me instead.
So I came home one night to find her lying on the couch wearing the tightest thigh high boots I’d ever seen, all black with thick heels. She had on a black latex corset I had never seen before, which her tits were hanging out the top. She had on a gray wool biker hat, with two cute pigtails hanging from the back. Finally, to my complete surprise, was a fat, very realistic strap-on cock protruding from her very wet crotch. My jaw must have dropped.
“Come here” she said to me, in a very demanding tone. “I want you to tell me all about these sites you’ve been looking at,” as she handed me a printed out list of the sites and very recent dates that they had been visited. “Right now,” she nearly shouted, “tell me everything you like about this sick shit.”
I didn’t know what to say, or what to think. On one hand, I was so nervous that she was going to end our relationship that I wanted to deny everything. On the other, she was certainly dressed up for a good time, and I had probably subconsciously wanted her to know everything about my fantasies anyway.
“I’m sorry,” I stuttered, hoping she would be nice about it all.
“I don’t care if you’re sorry or not, I want to know what dirty little desires you’ve been hiding from me, right now!”
“Ok, ok” I explained, “I’ll tell you what I like.” I was still a bit shocked, and had no idea where to start.
“It seems to me like you’re a submissive little bitch, aren’t you?”
I couldn’t believe the words coming out of her mouth. She had never spoken to me like this. “I’d like to,” I told her.
“Oh, you’re gonna be, boy, you’re gonna be my little panty slave. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” she taunted. “To be my little panty slave. I read those stories you’re constantly reading. I think you’d like to be treated like a little slut, and humiliated in front of me, wouldn’t you?”
“I would like that,” I informed her.
“I know you would, you little bitch,” she snapped at me, “and you’re going to be following my rules from now on, you got that?”
“That’s fine” I muttered, still unaware of what to think about all of this, but unable to stop looking at that big cock she suddenly had.
“”No, that’s not fine,” she barked at me, “that’s perfect. That’s exactly what you want, and you will refer to me as either madam, mistress, or master at all times, do you understand me?”
“I do, I do, I’m sorry madam,” I said, still amazed at this turn of events.
I must stop writing for a moment as she has instructed me to put in a larger plug. I’m currently being trained to take the fattest cocks deep in my ass.
“Now tell me again, you want to be my little bitch, and you will follow all of my rules,” she ordered.
“I’m sorry madam,” I said with my head down, “I do want to be you bitch, I do want to follow all of your orders. Thank you for your willingness to discipline me.” I had completely given in, and I still hadn’t even had time to think about the effects this would have on my life.
“Much better,” she said calmly. “Now tell me about me about your dirty little fantasies. You’ve been staring at this cock like you want it in you this whole time. Is that right? Do you want this cock, you little slut?”
“I do, madam,” I said, amazed at what was actually happening to me.
“Do you want to suck me off like a slutty little cocksucker, or do you just want me to fuck your brains out until you come all over yourself?”
I couldn’t believe what she was saying to me. “I want to do whatever you tell me to do, madam.”
“Wrong answer, buddy,” she informed me. “I want to hear you say how much you want this big cock, right now.”
“I want to suck on your big cock, madam. I want you to fuck my little ass hard and fast until I come all over myself. I want to be your slutty little slave.”
“That was the right answer, my pet. But you’re going to be punished for taking so long to get it right. Now come over here and strip. I’ve got quite a first night in training planned for you. Bend over the couch with your cute little ass high in the air.”
I was naked very fast, and soon after found myself bent over the couch with my butt exposed to her. She gently rubbed my cheeks, spreading them and grabbing them, teasing around my rosebud, never touching it but coming awfully close. She then stopped, and told me to stay put. She came back only a minute later with a large bandana, rolled up in a flat line. She covered my eyes very securely, and asked me if I could see.
“I can’t, madam,” I replied. My cock was dripping come at this point, I was so turned on. I know that because she scooped up a big drip that was about to fall off, and spooned it into my mouth with her finger.
“Suck it off, like the little cum crazy whore you are” she laughed, knowing she was completely in control.
Then I felt my punishment. She spanked very hard on my left cheek, making my grunt. Then another, and then another, all on the same spot.
“Are you reading for your spanking?” she questioned me.
“Yes madam,” I replied.
“Very good,” she said. “I want you to count out the spanking I give you, so I can hear them clearly. We will give you ten spanks for giving me the wrong answer.”
“One,” I said, still hard as a rock and dripping cum.
“Two,” I muttered in a mixture of pain and ecstasy.
All the way to ten, she spanked and I counted. At the end, she told me I did very well, and told me to stand up. “In the bathroom is a note and a list of instructions that you to follow and complete within the next three hours. I will be going out on a date with a man I met on the internet through your dirty little websites.
“What?!” I exclaimed, startled by the thought of my love on a date.
“That’s right,” she told me quite confidently. “And that’s going to be just fine with you. And if it isn’t, then I’ll send your boss and coworkers the tape we just made of you telling me how much you want my big, fat cock.” She walked over to the camcorder, which I hadn’t even noticed until right then, put the tape in the VCR, and pressed play.
“I want to suck on your big cock, madam. I want you to fuck my little ass hard and fast until I come all over myself. I want to be your slutty little slave,” I listened to my earlier spoken words as my whole body turned red in embarrassment, I knew she was right. She could do whatever she wanted now, and there was nothing I do about it. She was in complete control.
For many women humiliating their husband can be a very erotic and powerful emotion and activity. Breaking the conventional molds of both a male dominated society and treating him in a way that is against everything we where taught as little girls can be thrilling and empowering. For the men that accept/enjoy this form of domination it can be a sexual experience so strong in itself, it can cause lightheadedness a strong sense of devotion to his wife and in some cases even ejaculations. We all heard that the way to a mans heart is through his stomach, but the way to his mind is through his penis. Treating him in a way that arouses him will keep him coming back for more. It is up to you to ensure this. If you think about it, his cock is directly linked to his brain you control one, you control the other.
Humiliating him can be done in many different ways. To break it down into major categories it simplifies it. His attire, his chores, his mind, his body, his sexuality and/or masculinity. Cross dressing, performing chores or duties for you, verbally abusing or insulting him, mocking his endowment or stamina, suggesting he is not a real man, or maybe bisexual. Any or all of these methods will have a very strong effect on submissive men. That is not however to say that all methods will work for everyone. For some a more traditional scolding is the most effective, for other being made to wear panties while being called a small cocked wimp will be more productive. You must experiment and try out different ways to find what works best for you.
I feel that for many men the best approach is the “build up/break down” style of mental torture or anguish. After he has been in submission or training for at least a few weeks, you can implement this method. The idea is to keep him humble. Never insult his intelligence as this will not have the right effect nor is it productive. However, say for example he is nice looking, decently built with a normal size penis and average in bed. By telling him initially that he is good and fine at the above his ego gets pumped up. After a few weeks you should begin to criticize his technique in bed, make comments about his penis size, his stamina and his desire to please you. Over a few days he will become worried and concerned. Now is the time to reassure him and make him think all is well. A few days later you should begin to complain about the same things again, but more forcefully. The whole process just repeats itself till he is constantly anxious and does everything he can to try to please you.
I really feel that in many cases humiliating him in front of other women is important. Having his manhood, penis size, and even questioning his sexual orientation in front of your girlfriends will be both devastating and exciting to him at the same time. As well, I feel that having him serve you and a couple of close friends while being nude or in some type of punishment uniform will really push him to the edge of his desire to submit. He will usually complain and protest, all the while having an erection. The telltale sign for any humiliation tactic is not what is in his eyes or coming out of his mouth, but by what is in his pants. If he gets erect, no matter how much he protests, you know you are making good headway at giving him a good dose of humility.