malakas
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ORIGINAL: yourMissTress I really enjoy cuckolding. It's a fetish that I savor and when I have a cuckolding scene planned I look forward to it for days in advance. Everyone does it differently, of course, here's my particular brand... I have a date planned on Saturday, a romantic evening with a new lover. I call the cuckold and inform him that on Saturday night I would like a very romantic evening, I tell him what restaurant I want to have dinner in and what time. I also give him the name and phone number of the man (for purposes of simplicity he will be called "the man" from here on out) I will be seeing that evening. The cuck will call the restaurant and make the reservation, I have had cucks that have gotten intricate with this step and had requested a special table, flowers or extra candles. The cuck will then call the man and inform him of my specific taste in flowers, and ask if there's anything he can do to help him prepare for the date (clean his car, purchase the flowers, etc...) On Saturday, the cuck will come to my home and prepare me for a special evening. Whether he does these things himself or pays for and accompanies me to a salon to have them done depends on my assessment of his skill level, but I have a mani/pedi and massage as well as having my hair done. He will help me bathe, shave/wax as the case may be, dress and apply makeup as well. He will greet the man at the door, take his coat, offer him a refreshment and then announce to me that my date has arrived. Once we have left for the evening, the cuck will then prepare my bedroom for our return. He lights candles, turns on music, dims the lights, changes the sheets on the bed, puts out flowers and flower petals, massage oils, and condoms. He prepares a plate of fresh fruit and an ice bucket with bottled water. He will then prepare a mat by the side of the bed and lying on the mat will be a blindfold, gates of hell, and hand cuffs. Lastly, he kneels by the door and awaits my return. When we enter he stands and takes our coats. He follows us to the living room and offers drinks. Kneels by the entrance to the room, and waits for any orders. When we retire to the bedroom he follows us and takes his place kneeling on the mat by the bed he puts himself into the gates of hell and waits for orders. Depending on the comfort level of the man, I will use the cuck as a fluffer for the man. This may be before or after he's blindfolded. Or I might not use the blindfold. I cuff the cuck and have him kneel on the mat while we fuck. He listens and maybe is allowed to watch. He is exposed to my sexuality, witnessing the intensity and seeing/hearing my gratification without being allowed to experience or feel it. He is a part of it without being able to touch, cause or effect it. Verbal humiliation is especially effective when used at this very heated point. When finished he cleans the both of us up, and offers us the refreshments he's set out. When I give him the word he then assists the man in dressing and escorts him to the door. He will then return to the bedroom and if I'm still awake then he will kneel on his mat and we will discuss the evening. If I'm sleeping he'll curl up on his mat and sleep. In my experience it's about my ability and desire to flaunt my sexuality, tease, deny and humiliate the cuck. It's also about his inferiority and inability to please me sexually. The many layers of humiliation are evident. It has the ability to be a very powerful scene, and can have an exreme effect on a cuck that you have a strong emotional bond with. I have been in a relationship with many similarities to what you describe. It ended for reasons unrelated to cuckolding. I am completely straight and have no sexual interest in men. I had to help my ex prepare for dates, all of which were with very well-hung guys. We lived in New York. She would sometimes have me place a listing in Craigslist seeking a well-endowed, disease-free dom guy for no-strings attached intercourse (anal as well as vaginal) but no oral sex because she had me to clean up afterwards. She would get more than 100 emails within two hours - all with pics. I would then have to look through the pics and pick the guy (I learned her particular tastes in detail). No sex would occur until the guy had verifiable proof that he was disease-free. I was not allowed ever to have intercourse with her and she never touched my dick. I was not allowed to jerk off, though we didn't use a chastity belt. She could just tell if I had and then she would beat me. The only part of me she was interested in was my tongue. I would be on the floor licking her feet as she and the guy made out on the couch. Of course I had to serve drinks - but in normal attire. She loved having me rim her as she blew the guy. I also sometimes would have to lick her pussy to get her ready for him. When they would decide to go to bed, I was usually ordered to accompany them and be on my knees at the end of the bed. She loved having her feet licked while the guy was riding her or just making me watch. She also loved to be rimmed by me while having intercourse with the guy. At points during all these activities, she would remind me how little my dick was compared to the guy (I am not particularly small, but she only went for very well hung guys). Because the guys had to show a clean bill of health before she would do anything with them, she never used condoms. What turned her on most was having me lick her pussy clean immediately after the guy came in it and swallowing - especially in front of the guy - and making me say that I liked the taste (which I didn't). I was only allowed to come by jerking off while licking her ass clean after she had anal sex. I became conditioned to get off on this. I never had any interest in doing anything with the guy. The turn-on for me was the complete humiliation and her feeling of entitlement to use me in this manner and to limit my method of relief to the most degrading act.
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