<p>“Humiliation,” he began, “is key to a successful cuckold marriage. Your husband needs to be constantly reminded of his shortcomings and made to acknowledge his place. He is surrendering his position as the primary pleasure giver in your life. He is, in effect, becoming less of a man and doing so for your pleasure. Humiliation will remind him of his place. It will keep him in line.”</p><p>Those were the words of your wife’s bull as they discussed how to make you the best cuckold husband possible. She’d long ago grown tired of your inability to make her cum, of your lack of control in the bedroom. She was ready to make a significant change in your marriage, and since you were never going to be able to provide her with the proper pleasure she craved, another man was going to have to do the job.</p><p>“Do you think you can do that?” he asked. “Do you think you can humiliate your husband like he deserves?” </p><p>Your wife thought of the times you’d begged her for sex and how pathetic you seemed in those moments. She thought of the times she’d told you she needed more from you in bed, how she needed you to take control, to dominate her. She thought of how you’d repeatedly failed to do so. She thought of how quickly you always came. Anger rose up in her. Anger that you were seemingly unwilling and unable to provide her with what she needed. “Yes, I can humiliate my husband. He deserves it,” she said to the man that had been fucking her so well for the past month.</p><p>They were having the conversation because you’d begun to buck against your new status as her cuckold. At first you agreed because you didn’t want to lose your wife. You were okay with her fucking someone else because it meant you got to stay married. You thought she’d come back to you though. You thought she’d get what she wanted and then give you some of what you wanted. She didn’t though. She has no interest in your cock anymore. She only wants his cock. She only wants the superior cock.</p><p>She got sick of you begging for sex. The moment that truly snapped her patience was when you accused her of not tending to your sexual needs. You told her it was her duty as your wife to do so. She lashed out. “You couldn’t be bothered to satisfy me for the first ten years of our marriage!” she screamed. “Your pathetic little minute man cock never made me cum and now you have the audacity to accuse me of being a bad wife!” her screams continued. “Fuck you!” she said before storming out.</p><p>She was right, of course. How selfish of you, cuckold. How selfish to think that your orgasms are more important that hers. How selfish to think that it’s her duty to make her cum when you can’t be bothered to do the same for her. You could have been better about getting her off. You could have been better about satisfying your wife, but you chose not to. Now you’re going to pay the price.</p><p>You didn’t see it coming. She sauntered into the living room in black stockings and a silk chemise and invited you to the bedroom. You were certain that she was finally going to fuck you after more than a month of denying you access to her pussy. “Take your clothes off,” she said and you eagerly complied before climbing into bed with her.</p><p>She stroked your eager cock and kissed your neck, driving you mad with lust. She nibbled your ear lobe and played with your balls, which had already tightened in anticipation of releasing a load inside your wife. It was not to be, though, as you’d soon discover. “Do you want to fuck me?” she whispered into your ear. “Do you want to fuck your wife?”</p><p>You desperately affirmed your desire and thought for sure she’d spread her legs and invite you to penetrate her perfect pussy. Instead, she denied you. “I know you want to fuck me, honey, but you don’t deserve to. Your cock doesn’t deserve to be inside me. Your cock isn’t good enough for me. Your cock doesn’t make me cum. Your cock doesn’t make me feel good. Your cock has felt the perfect wetness of my pussy for the last time,” she whispered into your ear while continuing her gentle stroking.</p><p>“You’re a cuckold now, and a cuckold doesn’t fuck his wife. A cuckold realizes that he has no business fucking his wife because he can’t pleasure her the way she deserves. A cuckold’s wife fucks other men because they’re bigger and better than her husband. That’s why I fuck my bull. That’s why I’m not going to fuck you anymore,” she continued, her grip tightening on your cock. You could feel your orgasm building despite your wife’s cruel words.</p><p>She neglected to make you cum that night. She pulled her hand away and left the bedroom, returning in her pajamas and turning off the lights to go to sleep. She told you to go to the bathroom and masturbate into the toilet if you wanted to cum. You did so despite the embarrassment.</p><p>Over the next few months your lovely wife adopted a doctrine of ruthless humiliation. At every opportunity she reminded you how useless your cock was and how you’d never fuck her again. She told you how well her bull fucked her, how hard she came on his cock, and how he had replaced you in the bedroom. She always did so while teasing and stroking you, associating sexual pleasure with humiliation and permanently rewiring your brain. Soon you were permitted orgasms while she humiliated you.</p><p>“Cum for me, cuckold,” she would whisper into your ear. “Let your worthless little cock cum. Imagine my bull’s big dick fucking me while you cum. Picture it in that pervy brain of yours. Picture my wet pussy stretched around his dick. Picture me cumming. Picture a better man than you fucking me and let your load loose. Cum for me, cuckold.” And you did. You couldn’t help it. You couldn’t help but be turned on by humiliation. </p><p>She’s trained you perfectly, cuckold. You’ve come to crave humiliation. Now you need to hear how worthless you are before you can even get hard. You need to imagine a bigger, better man fucking her before you can cum. You want to go deeper. You want her to humiliate you further. You want to be her humiliated, submissive cuckold. You want it desperately.</p>