Cuckquean Slave

Real Life service slave and cuckquean to my husband and his girlfriend. Mostly anal only. Last orgasm 11/12/21 - next orgasm 1/25/22. www.cuckqueanslave.com

[cuckqueanslave]

I haven’t orgasmed in 57 days. I’ve edged. Ive rubbed. I’ve teased. But I have not orgasmed. I’ve eaten my Husband’s ex girlfriend’s pussy to multiple orgasms while she squirted all over my face a few weeks ago and I still haven’t orgasmed. I’m just not one of those girls that gets to cum. I don’t get to feel that pleasure. It’s not for me. I give pleasure. That’s my role in life. I stay wet. I stay needy. I stay desperate and pathetic. But I don’t orgasm. My Husband is traveling for the next 48 hours and this is such a humble reminder that I’m not like other girls.

[iiiusion-of-choice]

Do you realize it as it's happening? Slowly becoming the version of you that I desire most?

I never tell you outright to change. I don't even criticize. I simply give or withhold praise.

"I like that color on you"

"I like that softer eyeliner"

"That shorter hem makes your legs look amazing"

"your tits look great from that angle"

"I love when you do that with your tongue"

Over years your wardrobe turns over into only things I like. your hair is grown and styled to My preference. your piercings and tattoos are in places and of things I prefer. your movements in bed are all orbiting the ways that you can please Me best.

I don't need to force you. Force has its place but it's barbaric and it's temporary.

No, to permanently take what I want from you, I just course correct your mind a fraction of a degree at a time. Imperceptible, until one day you no longer see who you used to be.

In all fairness, I only ever saw who you would become anyway.

[cuckquean101-blog]

This is what my bf should be sending me while im on work. Him fucking his mistress who's fully aware of me and does everything go make me jealous. Her pussy should be dripping into the camera lense while he pulsating inside of her.

[seanplayshard-deactivated201608]

[tiedsubs]

[wedgie-girls]

[toytobeplayedwith]

Storage...

[misanthrop88]

[thehandthatleads02]

"I told you not to waste any of my cum. That was your reward for doing such a good job for me, and you couldn't even swallow it all? How ungrateful. You're going to lick up every drop and thank me for educating you on proper female manners"

[themasterofo]

Trying to Relax

Can you try to keep still please?

“Yes Sir, it's just...”

Just what?

“Just I... nnnnhhhh...”

Just what? I'm trying to relax and get this reading done for work.

“I know but your fingers...”

 What about them?

“They're edging me really, really close!”

Yes, that relaxes me. I think you knew about that.

“Yes, Sir, but-”

You want me to be relaxed, right?

“Yes Sir, but...”

But what?

“It’s just my cunt is so close and needy and aching.”

Wait. Whose cunt?

“Nnnhhh...”

Whose?

“Yours, Sir.”

So my cunt is very close and very needy and very, very aching, is that right?

“Yes, Sir. So much.”

But, is it any of your business of yours what I do with my cunt?

“Nnngh… Sir…”

I have lots of stress from my work, and I have a bunch of things I need to read through tonight. If it relaxes me to edge my leaking little cunt while I do it, is that your business?

“Nnnn. No, Sir.”

No. And shouldn’t good girls mind their own business?

“Yes, Sir.”

That’s better. Besides, even if it were your cunt, I would have thought you would want to let me edge it, and help relieve my stress. Is that not true?

“No, Sir, it is true.”

Is it really?

“Yes, Sir. It is, it’s just… I’m so close. And you never, never let me go over.”

That’s true, but that’s how I like to keep my cunt. I don’t like it having orgasms, and it’s my cunt, not yours, so that’s just how it is.

“But...”

I’m getting there. It’s true, we keep Sir’s cunt right down there between your legs and you get to feel those really big strong edges. But that just means I really really need your help, so when I edge it so so close, we work together to make sure we keep it from cumming. I can count on you, right, little helper?

“Yes, Sir. It’s just so hard…”

I know. But you’re a good girl, and I know you’re strong enough to do what Sir says. I wouldn’t make you do it if I didn’t think so.

“Okay. Okay, thank you, Sir.”

You’re welcome, little cunt. Now I want you to be a good girl and a good little helper. Just stand nice and still and mind your own business about what Sir does with his property.

[i-rolling-princess]

[denialdomme]

No touch, one month - that's what we agreed. You want to break that? Okay, okay, I just want to make sure... You're sure?

'Yes, yes please. Please touch me.' you beg, a hopeful glimmer in your eyes.

'Okay, there is no changing your mind now. Sit back on your heels, legs apart, arms on your head.' I direct, smiling to myself.

'Thank you, thank you mistress, thank you.' You're crying, so grateful, so desperate for pleasure. 

I return with the key to your chastity belt and a tube in my hand, wiping a tear from your cheek. I chuckle, 'Don't thank me yet.'

Your face drops as you study the tube, labelled "Good girl cream" (ginger paste).

I begin to unlock your belt, 'mistress-' you whine. 'I- I-'

'Uh uhhh... You wanted this. You asked for this.'

'Please, no. No, that's not what I wan-'

'I made this cream to help remind you, how to be a good girl. Good girls honour their agreements.' I chastise, taking the belt off your body. 'Not another word, unless you want me to get out the electric clamps as well? Hmmh?'

'No. No thank you, mistress.'

'The cream alone will suffice, will it?' I ask, laying a trap.

You pause, taking a deep, thoughtful breath. 'whatever you deem necessary, mistress.'

'Good girl,' I coo as I lather the cream over the dildo attached to the belt. I can taste your fear in the air between us as I squeeze more out onto my finger. Liberally applying it over your swollen sensitive clit and folds.

I hear your sharp inhale as the tingling starts. I help you put the belt back on, the dildo fitting snugly inside your dripping cunt.

Locking the belt I leave the room to wash my hands. By the time I come back, the uncomfortable, blooming warmth starts. You shift your hips nails digging in, leaving crescent indents on your thighs. More tears fall down your cheeks, you whine. Trying your best to stay, mostly in the position I put you in.

'I have work to do,' I state, feeling almost bored. 'Your sobs will be my podcast, come cry under my desk.'

You crawl behind me into my study, stopping every few metres to try to adjust your belt. The searing intensity makes you hot. I can hear your meagre attempt at concealing your whimpers, your strained breaths that soon turn to quiet high pitched groans. That desperation you felt earlier only increasing. You're dripping through your belt, down your thighs. 

I smile to myself as I begin to work my way though all my emails. Your groans slowly turning to muffled sobs coiling in my lower stomach, I can't wait to touch myself later. Maybe I'll do it in front of you. While you sit and watch~

[slutpropogandahh]

[jordanswitches]

something i think about a lot is edging someone for hours until they're losing their mind, and i finally tell them they can cum and i start touching them just how they like. but i had numbing cream on my fingers and the longer i touch them, the further away their orgasm gets and they just don't understand. they need it so bad and they beg me to keep touching them and they're sure they can get it, they're so desperate, but soon they're completely numb and realise it's just not going to happen. they cry and buck into my hand and say no no no, and maybe i make them watch while i touch them for another hour while they can't feel a fucking thing

[denialdomme]

What's wrong? You feel ashamed of the nasty, disgusting things I made you do in exchange for an orgasm?

A "good girl" orgasm?

A ruined orgasm?

I've got a simple solution for you: shut the fuck up and listen to me.

Don't cum, you don't need to cum.

All you need is another edge

All you need is another day of denial.

Just edge and edge and edge and edge untill you can't think anymore.

Until that tight, burning ache in your stomach is so potent, you can't distract yourself from it.

Until you're so sensitive touching hurts.

Until even the thought of touching makes you want to scream, cry, beg for anything else.

[alexandre-velestant]

A woman is a fragile being, both physically and emotionally. This is why she needs two things:

Firstly, a protective and strict structure to protect her from the violence of the outside world but also to put her back on the right path when she tends to deviate from her place as a woman.

Second, the sincere and unconditional love of her man, who possesses her, so that she feels she belongs to him completely.

These two things will allow a woman to fully liberate her feminine nature.

[ratslutuncontained]

something so wonderful about being a masochist in service to sadists. I love sadists. I see you, sadists.

I see how restrained you are. day after day after day. I see how you've been punished for expressing your brashness, your cruelty, in the "real world". I see how careful you are not to scare people away. I see how you pull yourself back. make your touch more gentle, your words less harsh. keeping your hard emotions locked up tight inside in case you hurt someone with them. I see you playing nice with the world, darling, though it rarely plays nice back.

you can let go with me, my love. you can hurt me. I want you, need you to hurt me. I want to feel your hands rough on my skin, your harsh words to sting my ears. wreak violence on my body, my mind. I can take it, I want to feel my intensity touch yours. don't be afraid here, darling. I won't be scared away from you. let my screams soothe the noise in your mind. we're in control here; it's safe to lose control here. I was built to hold you, and you were built to hold me.

[ratslutuncontained]

I hope every sadist who feels touched by this knows I'd be honoured to take a beating (physical and emotional) for them. You are treasures.

[harrysquean]

Yes, oh wow, yes all of this... and being a masochist who is also a cuckquean I really do see how careful and tender and kind she is with people and how much she holds back. Often. Careful is such a powerful word here. Harry is so careful so it's such a gift when she gets to be carefree instead of careful. So yes. This. Co-signed. Endorsed. So much.

[skylitsky]

[corruptedbyhim]

How many hours has it been? Two? Four? Six? The whole time he’s been working, taking calls, handling business.

And while he’s busy he gave you one simple rule: rub your cunt until he says stop. So you keep going. Your clit so sensitive it feels like it’s vibrating on its own. Coated in your own juices, dripping onto the floor, drifting in and out of a haze of exhaustion and overstimulation. You want to beg him to let you cum, or just to let you rest, but you know better.

You’re just background noise to him. A sex toy he left running while he focuses on things too complicated for you to understand. So you keep those fingers moving, because you’re his good little fuck doll.

Rubbing until your mind goes completely blank. Rubbing until it’s time for him to use you. Rubbing because he didn’t say stop.