My long time, real time cuckold is a very successful man. But he’s hiding a secret that a lot of successful men hide. He’s got a small cock. Men are measured in two distinct ways: The size of their cock and the amount of money they make. For some men with a small penis, they try to compensate by making a lot of money. What other choice do they have?
And the same is true for My long time cuckold. Since he knew he couldn’t ever really satisfy a woman sexually, he thought if he made a lot of money, he could compensate for his little dick. He discovered conventional women didn’t even want the money after a while if he couldn’t satisfy them sexually. They would leave him. This made him emotionally insecure about women.
When I met him, he’d decided to try something different with Me. I knew he was taken by Me. But he also introduced Me to what was essentially a stud. A bull, A lover chosen for Me among My cuckolds friends because lover was buff, intelligent and hung like a horse.
As an experienced cuckoldress, I knew what was going on. I knew My cuckie was in love with Me. I also knew why he introduced Me to this stud. He wanted me to cuckold him. He didn’t know I was a Mistress, and that I had cuckolded men before.
It wasn’t long before I started to cuckold him, too. My cuckold was so grateful he could be with Me, even if only as My cuckold, he would rent us lavish rooms, buy us things, spend money on us, as long as he could watch Me be sexually satisfied. At first I would let him do the “conventional” things cuckolds usually do: Clean My lovers cum creampie from My pussy after I’d been fucked, and let him stroke his little cock as he watched Me getting fucked by a real man. Often I’d humiliate My cuckold. It was erotic humiliation at first. I’d be fucking My lover, and I’d look over at My cuckold and remind him how he could never satisfy Me like My lover was doing. How good it felt to have a big cock between My legs. Those kinds of things.
But the more My cuckold fell in love with Me, the more desperate he became, the more genuine contempt I developed for him. I started to play at mentally tormenting him. When I met other lovers I’d wait weeks or months before I allowed My cuckold to be a part of watching us have sex. It drove him crazy, and I knew it. Other times I’d be telling him about My latest lover, and I might slip My hand between My cuckolds legs, and rub his little dick as I talked. It drove him mad. And I liked tormenting him. I wouldn’t let him cum, I’d simply tease him with My touch.
I made My cuckold stop spending any money towards My lovers, and made sure he gave that money to Me. No more expensive hotel rooms, I’d take that money and have My lovers come to My house, or I’d go to theirs. I’d have My cuckie take Me shopping to buy sexy lingerie to wear for My latest lover. When I told My cuckold to go home because a lover was coming over, he would beg to stay. Sometimes I would let him, humiliating him more and more in the presence of My lovers. Making him not only fluff them, but suck their balls or rim their ass if that’s what they wanted. I’d let My lovers Dominate and degrade him, which I knew he hated. But he had no choice.
Then came My latest lover. My cuckold knew Me well enough to know I was really interested in this man, and it wasn’t just a passing fling. My cuckold started to go crazy. He was still insecure, and he was afraid I’d leave him for My new lover. He’d want to know what My lover and I talked about, I’d brag about how important My latest lover was, then My cuckold would sulk. When My lover and I became lovers, My cuckold begged Me to cuckold him with this new lover. He begged, he pleaded, he whimpered. I was tired of cuckolding with him. I refused. That day My cuckold broke down in tears. He got angry. I laughed in his face.
I’d brag about how good My lover was when My cuckold called. I knew My cuckold was driving by when My lover was here. It was all so amusing. I got mad at My cuckold when he was sitting outside My house, waiting for My lover and I to come home from a date one night. I told him to get the fuck out of My life forever. He cried, he begged. I denied.
After refusing his calls for long enough, I talked to him. He told Me he had $15,000 cash for Me. He knew I liked cash. He asked if he could bring it over and give it to Me. He wanted to see Me badly. When he got here, I didn’t answer the door. He called on his cell phone and I told him to leave it in the mail box, I was busy, and $15K wasn’t enough to see Me. The sound of his heart breaking was too delightful!
Finally, after more calls, I told My cuckold, he could come over and see Me for 10 minutes, if he brought $25,000 cash. He hesitated for a second, then readily agreed. I let him sit at My feet for exactly 10 minutes, then I kicked him out. As I did, I told him that from now on, he was going to be My money slave if he wanted to be in My life at all. He loves Me desperately, I knew he’d agree to it.
And ever since, I continue to torment him with My lover, and make him pay Me any time he wants to see Me. I no longer cuckold him. I like the money much better than cuckolding him. He’d become too pathetic for My taste. But his money spends well. It was all so easy, really. And I’d probably do it to you, too.
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