Tuesday, November 8, 2016

Education of a Pro-Dom (Cuckold Humiliation.)

I was asked to don the black leather and chains for Paul but had no idea what to expect. Paul was about 5'7" and quite demure. When I arrived, he pointed out that his wife had left a note for him that I should read. The note came with a picture of her being fucked, doggie style, by a large man...large in every way. The note detailed how she had sucked and fucked this man all afternoon and how much more satisfying he was than Paul. When I got to the end and read, "I left you a treat. You know what to do with it" I was initially a little confused.

I read the letter out loud to Paul and questioned him about this "treat." He directed me to the dresser where a dirty, FULL condom was laying. Shocked, a little repulsed but still not fully understanding, I asked him what she meant by "You know what to do with it?" Paul replied, "What do you think she means?" A million thoughts came to mind but I didn't want to say any of them out loud - too disgusting to even utter - so I raised my voice, accused him of already knowing exactly what it meant and demanded that he tell me. 

He didn't want to say it out loud either but my anger was becoming apparent so he finally spit out, "maybe she wants me to eat what's in the condom?" I screamed, "DOES THAT TURN YOU ON? IS THAT THE ONLY WAY TO GET YOUR TINY LITTLE COCK UP?" Paul nodded with his eyes on the floor. I told him I wouldn't touch it and ordered him to go get the condom and bring it to the bedroom. I told him to use his free hand to drop his pants. He was definitely erect but only about four inches at most. I told him how sick to my stomach I was and that the only way to relieve me was to get "rid" of the filthy load in the condom he was holding. I wouldn't let him even touch his cock.

Instead I made him bring the condom to his lips but, once there, he paused. I would NOT tolerate ANY hesitation. "Suck that down right this fucking second before I leave and never come back." His eyes opened wide and he gasped, "No, you wouldn't really leave with me like this would you?" Without a word, I turned and charged out of the room. I was halfway through the living room when I heard a sad, muffled "Wait, I will do it." I stopped and turned in time to see Paul shuffling out of the
bedroom with his pants around his ankles, condom still held up to his lips and dick leaking on the floor. I said "DO IT THEN DAMNIT!" He gulped hard, tilted his head back and poured the contents into his mouth.

I stopped him before he could drop his hand and demanded "No, every fucking drop. I want that condom perfectly fucking clean, inside out, tongue washed." Only after he had licked it clean inside and out and presented it to me for examination did I finally let him touch his leaking, throbbing
cock. "Make it quick because I am bored as hell,". I insisted he yank it quick. "Now or never! You pulled that coy nonsense for so long that its time for me to leave. You KNEW what she wanted you to do with that condom before I even got here and you LOVE it you sick pervert. I don't have time for this. HARDER! Faster - do it NOW before I walk out the door." I screamed rapid fire behind him, almost breathing down his neck while he shook with relief. I picked up my things and left.

(For clarification purposes....the Domme is not me.)

Elections....Family Business.

My nightmare was.....

Bush 41 for 4 years.
Clinton for 8 years.
Bush 43 for 8 years.
That's 20 years total.

Had Obama not kicked Hillary's butt 8 years ago, it would maybe have gone like this.....
Hillary for 8 years.

And/or...
Jeb for 8 years.
That's 16 years.

The two totals?
36 years.

Then Bush kids or Chelsea Clinton flip back and forth for decades and we could have had a scenario where two families dominated the White House for 50 or even 100 years.
 
I hate political dynasties. :)

Cuckold Humiliation.


About a month ago an old friend (Karina) that I've known for years moved to where I live. She has always known I was a bit 'out there' sexually and we used to e-mail/text back and forth exchanging details, photos etc of our intimate lives.

So now that she has settled in a bit I have been talking to her about 'helping' me with a little humiliation scene involving my husband. While I am bi, and we are both very open minded, she is a little to close for me to ever have sex with. Even though she is smoking hot, a natural competitive body builder on a smaller level so in great shape and very pretty. So while I would never have sex with her, she is very curious about my lifestyle and is eager to be involved on a 'witness' type level.
Anyhow my plan is to go back to the coffee house/restaurant where I meet all potential lovers and were I first met Mike. This place is in a kind of small cluster of shops, little boutiques etc. Most of them are closed by 8:00 pm but the parking lot is all shared so late at night there is always overflow parking scattered everywhere.

I am going to have Karina meet me there one night this week about 9:00pm and have Mike show up at 9:30. I will tell my husband we are going for coffee and dessert and then while enjoying it, Surprise Surprise!!! suddenly Karina will just walk up to our table and be seated. My husband (I call him cocky, small c) will most likely know immediately that something is up.

So over the next few minutes I will explain that Mike is showing up and that I am going to go have sex with him in the van (that's right, in addition to others vehicles, yours truly, Hotwife and all, owns a mini-van with very dark tinted windows). Of course cocky will be humiliated and out on the spot as he will know that I arranged this prior and that will add to his discomfort. The fact that Karina will be there to witness and share in his humiliation will be a bonus.....at least to me. :)

I'll go outside, meeting Mike in the parking lot and get in the van. (This is where it gets good!) I will have intentionally left my purse inside with cocky and Karina but will have taken my cell phone out with me. So I will call Karina's phone, tell her what we have already arranged, which she will then tell cocky. Which is that he needs to dig into my purse and find a condom and bring it out to the van, where he will slide it into the barely open window. See cocky has never really seen Mike up close and I prefer it that way. I only let him watch (thus far) from around the corner if I am fucking my lovers at home. I don't really want him to see up close the face of the guy who fills up the condoms that I leave for cocky to 'deal with'.

So then he will go back inside the restaurant and sit there and have a conversation with Karina about how his wife is being fucked by another guy right now outside in the parking lot. She will of course ask him questions about his feelings,  anxiety, details of our sex life etc. to add further humiliation. :)

Then we will come back to our home and I will make him deal with the condom while I sit on my queening chair and force and grind my well fucked pussy into his face. While nonchalantly discussing with Karina how Mikes cock and balls are so much bigger and how he fucks me better and ask for her comments and suggestions for future dates. :)

{Repost from my old blog.}