This is what it feels like to be utterly humiliated, to be the cuckold, the pathetic fool who’s been left with nothing but the memory of her laughter. I’m lying here, exposed, my dick hanging limp and useless, while she’s off fucking some stud who can actually satisfy her. The Chap Stick in her hand is a cruel joke, a reminder of how she used to tease me with it, how she’d rub it on my lips and tell me to be a good boy. Now, it’s just another tool in her arsenal of humiliation. I can feel the cool metal against my skin, a stark contrast to the heat of my shame. She’s not even looking at me, her attention focused on the object in her hand, her mind already on the next conquest. I’m just a prop in her game, a cuckold to be used and discarded.
The Weight of Her Disdain
The weight of her disdain is crushing. It’s not just the physical exposure, the way my body is laid bare for her amusement, but the psychological torment. She knows exactly how to twist the knife, how to make me feel like less than nothing. The Chap Stick, a symbol of her control, is a constant reminder of my place. I’m not a man to her, just a cuckold, a pathetic creature who exists to serve her pleasure. Her arm, visible in the frame, is a testament to her power, her ability to hold me in place with just a gesture. I’m at her mercy, and she knows it. The humiliation is complete, and I’m left to wallow in the aftermath, a broken man in a broken world.
A Cuckold’s Lament
My thoughts race, a chaotic mix of self-loathing and desire. I want to be more, to be the man she deserves, but I’m trapped in this cycle of humiliation. The Chap Stick, a seemingly innocuous object, has become a symbol of my failure. It’s a cruel irony, a reminder of how she used to tease me with it, how she’d rub it on my lips and tell me to be a good boy. Now, it’s just another tool in her arsenal of humiliation. I’m left to wonder if this is my fate, to be the cuckold, the pathetic fool who’s been left with nothing but the memory of her laughter. The image of her arm, holding the Chap Stick, is seared into my mind, a constant reminder of my place in her world. I’m a cuckold, and this is my reality.
Cuckold’s Humiliation: Watching Her Command Me to Cum
Cuckold’s Humiliation: Sharing My Whore
Poolside Humiliation: My Hotwife’s Teasing and My Tiny Penis
My Wife’s Feet: A Cuckold’s Delight
Cuckold’s Humiliation: Watching Her Get Stripped
My Slut Wife’s Bull-Filled Bath: A Cuckold’s Humiliation
Humiliation and Submission: Her Smirk as I Lick His Cum Off Her Tongue
A Saturday Night of Cuckold Humiliation: Her Dare, My Submission
