I remember the first time he asked me to fuck another man. ‘Just once,’ he said, his voice trembling. I smirked, knowing he’d be begging for more. Now, it’s a regular thing. The guy I fucked last week wants to make it a regular thing. You okay with that? I can see the hunger in his eyes, the way he looks at me like I’m his dirty little secret. He knows I’m his hotwife, his slut, and he loves every second of it. I’m the one in control, always. I decide when, where, and how. And right now, I’m deciding to make him watch. Watch as I tease, as I fuck, as I make another man beg. It’s not just about the sex; it’s about the power, the thrill of knowing I own him completely. He’s my cuck, my beta, and he’ll do anything I say. So, can you handle it? Can you handle being his cuckold? Because I sure as hell can.