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Having been into the sub/dom scene for many years now I have a
     story that
     might appeal to potential cuckolds or wives who might like to take
     advantage,also it may act as a warning to some of how
     things won't necessarily turn out how you want them to.
     I've been married to my wife cathy for 16 years now & we went out
     together
     just over two years prior to that. Although my interest (purely
     through
     reading) in the sub/dom scene preceded our relationship I had never
     had the
     courage or felt comfortable enough with previous girlfriends to
     discuss the
     matter. With Cathy things were altogether different & I was able to
     discuss
     the topic with her. She listened & told me what she might be
     prepared to do
     & what she wouldn't, the physical torture side she was not into,
     however she
     was happy to 'see how it went'.
     Our first night out after this resulted in her wearing seamed
     stockings for
     the first time, 'after all' she said 'what's the point of wearing
     them if
     other men don't know?' She taunted me all night. Later on the way
     home I
     pulled into a gateway in our usual 'courting spot', we began
     petting, Cathy
     would get me to finger her to orgasm a couple of times prior to
     full sex.,
     this night was no different.Having taken her knickers off I started
     to
     undress the whole time looking at Cathy lying there gently stroking
     a nipple
     & slowly circling her clit with her other hand. I moved over in
     between her
     legs & we began kissing, slowly I rubbed my throbbing cock & gently
     moved it
     towards her pussy.As I touched her skin she reached down & began to
     slowly
     wank me, she looked into my eyes & asked me 'did I want to go
     inside her?' I
     told her I did, she laughed, gave me a peck & said 'well I've
     decided you
     are not tonight, get dressed & take me home.' I could not believe
     my ears, I
     tried to object but was told 'you wanted dominating so now you're
     going to
     be dominated. Now put my knickers back on & take me home'. God I
     was so
     confused, horny, frustrated I just couldn't describe how I felt.
     The above continued throughout our 'courtship', sometimes I was
     'allowed
     full sex, on other occasions similar to the above or I might be
     wanked or
     made to wank ,coming over her stomach & being made to 'lick my mess
     up'. I
     had found my soul mate, whilst I was not getting the physical
     punishment I
     craved the mental torture / control was everything I wanted. I also
     shared
     with Cathy my desire of wanting her to take lovers to humiliate me
     even
     further & whilst at this time she wasn't prepared to she often
     taunted me
     about 'lads she met on the girls night out, how they used to kiss &
     pet,how
     big their cocks were,if she had made them come or 'if she sent them
     home
     like me'. she was keen to stress that she would not go all the way
     & that
     what she was doing was just 'harmless fun'. to me it was heaven.
     After we got married I raised the issue of her taking a lover many
     times
     especially during sex, whilst she was happy to include the idea,
     taunting me
     etc she was still not prepared to take the next step. To try &
     nudge things
     along during foreplay I would wait until Cathy had wanked me just
     short of
     coming prior to entering her, the nett result being that I would
     last no
     longer than 30 seconds before I came. I would always apologise for
     my poor
     performance & would suggest she needed a real man to fuck her
     properly.
     Within a couple of months of this I had to spend most week nights
     away from
     home on business. I was away like this for about two months.
     once back permanently there was an obvious change in our love
     making, it
     was only when I made the first move, it was always with the lights
     off & on
     most occasions the answer was just no. Within a couple of weeks of
     this
     through a bit of detective work I discovered on a supposed night
     out that
     she was not where or with who she said she was going to be.
     On her return home I asked her where she had been & she proudly
     told me she'
     had been out with her lover!!' and that if I didn't like it, it was
     bad luck
     as I 'had driven her to it'. I was over the moon those premarital
     feelings
     of excitement & humiliation were returning big time! Cathy was
     surprised
     that I was really o.k. with the situation. At this point I again
     expressed
     my desire to be humiliated by her & her lover & that my role should
     become
     that of her slave, nothing more. Again whilst she was happy with
     certain
     points, she was still not prepared to punish me physically nor to
     have me
     present whilst she & her lover Mark were together. She was more
     than happy
     to taunt me though. At this time I had to agree to give up any
     automatic
     rights I had to sex . In future I would not be permitted what was
     now to be
     known as 'my treat' more than once a week if at all, I was to
     respectfully
     beg for the opportunity & if granted I was to strip off immediately
     in the
     lounge remove Cathy's leggings/skirt & knickers and was told to
     wank myself
     & hurry up about it. I again had to beg permission to enter her, if
     I was
     fortunate to be told yes I had to lick her pussy to lubricate it at
     the same
     time wanking. Whilst this was going on Cathy would be humiliating
     me
     verbally, when I could take no more I would again beg to put my
     cock inside
     her & would be told to 'fucking well get on with it providing I was
     ready to
     come' & that' if it lasted more than 30 seconds she would take it
     out'. I
     am pleased to say that most times I didn't last the 30 seconds, in
     fact it
     took more time cleaning her up after.
     Her relationship with Mark lasted about a year, most weekends she
     would stay
     at his place ensuring that I was present when she packed her
     overnight bag
     with lot's of sexy clothes/ underwear, never a nightie though after
     all
     what's the point I wouldn't have it on long' was the response.
     Additionally
     she would have me drive her over to the top of the road where he
     lived &
     drop her off with the instruction to be there Sunday at two to
     collect her.
     This was the only time I ever saw the two of them together, they
     would walk
     down the street arm in arm & about twenty yards short of the car
     they would
     stop and kiss deeply, on one occasion he raised her skirt to show
     off her
     naked backside & stocking tops to me & anyone else who would have
     been
     watching.
     On another occasion when he saw me looking he 'gave me the
     finger.When Cathy
     got in the car she told me he was furious & that if he caught me
     looking
     again he would beat me up, she laughed as she told me 'he will as
     well you
     know'. After that I would always ensure I was reading the paper or
     looking
     down until Cathy was in the car.
     When they broke up I was having mixed emotions whilst I wasn't, I
     told Cathy
     that' I was pleased it was over & that I was glad we could go back
     to how
     things used to be'. She was furious she told me that' I could not
     be
     serious' and that she 'would be on the pull at the weekend'.
     Over the next couple of months I received several phone calls from
     her
     saying she 'wouldn't be home' on various nights & a call the
     following
     morning telling me where to pick her up, the locations were never
     the same.
     Sometimes she would taunt me about what she had been up to other
     times she
     would not.
     One night she came home and told me she was seeing someone
     'steady', she
     produced a photo of him standing naked, he looked about 6'6'' tall
     & very
     athletic, his name was Ian. Lying on the bed next to me she
     proceeded to
     bring herself off looking at his photo, seeing me looking on she
     asked me
     'what the fuck I was looking at' and told me to ' bury my face in
     the
     pillow, whilst I couldn't see her I could certainly feel the bed
     moving &
     hear the moans. when she had finished she told me I could look
     again, she
     smiled at me kissed the photo & said 'good night Ian' with that she
     chuckled
     & rolled over & went to sleep.
     Her relationship with Ian was different to the one with Mark,
     whilst Mark
     had never been to our flat Cathy would have Ian over whenever I was
     away on
     business which would be at least once a week. Initially she was
     very
     discreet about it but after a few weeks she would openly kiss him
     good bye
     wearing little or nothing as he left for work in the morning. This
     was
     confirmed to me by Cathy after one of our neighbours decided to
     tell me, she
     seemed to get quite a thrill from telling me judging by the look on
     her
     face. Whilst I was embarrassed my humiliation had moved on a step
     further.
     Ian also loved to cover Cathy's tits with love bites which she in
     turn would
     flaunt at me during my 'treat', this is without doubt the most
     humiliating
     thing that I have endured, the actual physical evidence that
     someone else
     has been enjoying my wife. On one occasion I asked her if I could
     touch her
     tits & was told yes, on the next occasion I asked I was told 'no,'
     that she
     had' told Ian about me begging to touch them' and that 'he has
     decided that
     you cannot have any sex with me of any kind again'. I thought she
     was
     kidding, that this was all part of the game, it wasn't though from
     that day
     , boxing day 1992 I have not been allowed any form of sex with her
     even
     though she broke up with Ian in 1995, if ever I ask I'm simply told
     even
     today ' what did Ian say?' I then have to repeat her words of all
     those
     years ago. Cathy still has her lovers and I'm still humiliated as
     her
     cuckold husband.Whilst things are o.k. they are hardly as I
     envisaged they
     would turn out, perhaps a warning to other potential cuckolds.

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