There is a part of cuckolding that is dangerous. What if she leaves you for her Bull? What if you get turned on by her leaving you for her Bull? Could you even hope to stop her if you tried?
It’s not like you could compete with a man you already admitted to her is better than you. Especially one you’ve spent a year being told you could never compare to in bed and knowing it’s really true. Bad ideas can start to play on your mind. But they also turn you on. The idea of being left, still locked in chastity, so you can’t get another girlfriend, imagining her living the life with her big muscular Bull; it kinda turns you on.
I got a flash of that this weekend. It was erotic and terrifying and the ultimate humiliation. It was the ultimate defeat when I thought I couldn’t be more humiliated than I have been. I’ve been force fucked and cummed on by a tiny cuckold cock whilst my girlfriend had a girl guy threesome in another room. I’ve stood naked in just chastity at the foot of my own bed an thanked TJ for fucking my girlfriend whilst they lay naked in bed together.
Friday night TJ called her. She seemed surprised by something. Turns out, he was outside already and he told her to come out. He told her to bring me too.
We get to the front door and there he was. Leant against a brand new Ferrari 458! Look it up, it’s a hot car. I knew he was loaded, but I had no idea it went this far! It was a beautiful vehicle. Matte black with pale gold wheel trims, tinted windows, smoked light fittings etc. It looks bad ass.
Then he tells her he’s bought a trip for her to travel with him to the party destination of Zante for the weekend! She wasn’t sure at first as she looked straight at me.
He’d even packed her a range of clothes he’d bought for her, so she didn’t have to pack! Evening dresses (v short ones he said), lingerie, bikinis, tiny shorts and skimpy Tshirts. She would look like a slut, but she didn’t care about that. He’d bought hair strainers, phone chargers etc etc. All she had to do was grab her makeup and toiletries.
She looked at me and asked me if she could go! Think about that question seriously!
How do I say no to that? How do I compete with a customised Ferrari 458 and a 10 inch cock as wide as a red bull can? If I’d said no, would it have changed anything? If it had, she’d have resented me for it and I’d have displeased both of them. I didn’t even want to say no. I didn’t even know what he’d do if I said no. I said yes.
“I know you’ve been fantasising about me going away without you and cuckolding you whilst you squirm at home in your sissy lingerie. I saw the pics you downloaded with the captions. I want you in panties, stockings and bra, the ENTIRE weekend I’m away fucking his huge cock.”
If I’m honest, I wanted to accept the deep humiliation of it. I wanted to imagine her sucking and fucking his huge cock in a fancy hotel room whilst I squirmed at home in my tiny chastity that I now know IS shrinking my cock. It has reduced in size by 1.5 inches since we started chastity!
She left in his loud, aggressive sounding car, my chastity key visible around her neck. I confess the first thing I did was go put on the lingerie she told me to put on. It’s a good thing I did too, because only 8 minutes after leaving, she text me to demand a pic of me in my lingerie in the next 30 seconds or I wouldn’t get a release for another month! I made it in time because I’d been obedient. Then nothing, no reply to my texts. I tugged furiously on my cage imagining them laughing at my pic whilst they drove to the airport, in total ownership of a pathetic loser.
First thing she texted me after a 4hr pause was:
I’m at the airport with him. I want you watching big black cock porn right NOW. White girls fucking big black dicks for the next hour! Imagine, that’ll be me all weekend baby. XXXX
I was feeling like I might actually lose my girlfriend to him with all his money and cock. But the fact she kept me involved helped calm me down. How sad is that?!
I watched the porn. Black guys fucking white girls in exotic locations and nearly came in my cage.
“We’re here. OMG this hotel is AMAZING! Why are you such a loser?”
“Loser. Reply. I want you to text me a list of reasons you’re a loser.”
No Ferrari, small cock, weak body, pasty skin, chastity locked shrinking cock, no stamina, no dominance, sissy, taken cock.
I started the list, but half way through she video phones me. But it’s not her.
It’s him holding the phone pointed at her as she is begging for his massive black cock. Literally begging, pleading him to let her suck him and saying he can fuck her ass if she just lets her suck his cock. Then he just hangs up.
Then I get a text at midday on Saturday replying to my dozen texts to ask what’s happening. It’s a pic of her body at the beach in the smallest bikini possible without public exposure. Sinks right down to JUST cover her pussy, string thong at back. Bikini top just covers her nipples and part of her breasts.
She tells me they’ve met some people and are going out tonight. She demands that I put in a butt plug until she texts me again to say stop and expects a “sexy” ass pic off me EVERY hour until she does. She says they had a good laugh at the other one I sent.
All that took her was a 20seconds of typing and I spent the next 14 hours in a butt plug sending pics.
She eventually admitted she’d forgotten to text stop and only realised when she saw 14 pics sent by me.
She said she’d kissed a girl but gave no extra details, even when I asked!
Then there was nothing again until Sunday lunch. A pic of her in a flowery floating dress that only just covered her ass and showed off her long legs. Then a second pic to show her smooth shaven pussy had no panties underneath it. No text.
My girlfriend was actually off on holiday with another man. Fucking him and living without me. Sure she made me do tasks to keep me involved, but I was the third wheel. My chastity was so tight. But so was my heart. Such a big hard throbbing cock inside her, stretching her, physically demonstrating my absolutely pointless male appendage. A flash car and free clothes that made her his slut.
I was very involved at first but she was slowly forgetting my loser ass for her amazing holiday.
She didn’t reply to me then until she got home.
She gave him a deep kiss on our front door and he lifted her skirt to grab her thong clad butt cheeks.
The first thing she said to me when she finally saw me watching her and his finger on her ass hole.
“Well, bring my bags in from the car loser!”
I brought them in like a good little puppy. Then she said.
“Life is so much fun with a cuckold slave. Don’t ever leave me will you! I don’t know where I’d get this kind of treatment from anywhere else”
That’s all she had to say and I was her obedient happy cuck slave again.