Straight Male / 29
Wife Humiliation
Since long before we got married, my wife always was the aggressor, the dominant. She was snarky, sarcastic and basically had zero filter. We had a good relationship, but there was always something just not right sexually.
One night in bed she gets very dominant. Get on your knees and worship me, kiss my feet, don’t touch that little penis. All kinds of things. As we are finishing, she says (unfiltered) I need a bigger cock. I am shocked but I say why? She says look at that little thing; it doesn’t make me cum! I love you, but it does not make me cum. I am humiliated, I roll over and go to sleep.
The next morning she is not in a good mood. She leaves in a huff and that was that. I tried to text and call all day, but I did not get an answer. When we finally got home from work, obviously frustrated, she says you proved last night that you are soft and submissive. You did not even try to argue with me. Instead, you just rolled over. I need a man that will tell me what to do in bed. A man that will fuck me until he is done with me. A man that will make my pussy his and take it when he wants. I need a man who will spank my ass when I do not listen properly. You obviously cannot do that.
A few days later my wife poses two options for me: 1) find a dominant or bull with her or 2) give he permission to find it on her own. There wasn’t much to go off of here, but I chose option 1. Within a couple of weeks, we found a bull - Byron. He was tall, well built, older and hung. He was a leader for a group on a fetish website that catered to this type of scenario. We followed his group, attended one of his events and decided to take it further.
Enter that night. I am going along with this as a relationship compromise for my wife’s happiness. She is dressed completely slutty - new lingerie, makeup, perfect hair, little black dress and heels. We get to the hotel bar and we find Bryon at a table in the corner. We approach, he stands up, kisses Liz and shakes my hand. We all sit, with Liz next to Byron. Small talk, a couple of drinks and the discussion goes to sex. He makes sure we are all in the same page - he is here to fuck Liz while I watch.
As the minutes progressed, you could tell that Byron was touching Liz under the table. She was flushed and in obvious physical strain. He says to her, take off your panties and give them to me. Without hesitation, Liz takes them off, brings them to the tabletop and hands them over to Byron. You could feel the sexually tension. Now open your legs Liz. If she opened her legs, half the bar would see her pussy, but she did what she was told. He starts to finger her and says that’s enough, let’s go to the room.
As we leave the bar, it is almost as if everyone knew what was happening. In reality, probably not, but it did feel like that.
Byron holds her hand as if to say she was his. The elevator door opens and closes behind us. He looks at me and says before we go into the room, you understand that if we go into that room, Liz’s pussy will be mine by the end of the night. I understand. Liz nods her head and says Yes Sir.
We enter the room and it is fully ready for this. He tells me to sit in the chair by the window. He tells Liz to freshen up in the bathroom and he starts to undress.
She comes out in her lingerie. She looks hotter than ever before. She looks ready to fuck. Byron says to her, tell your husband why we are here tonight. Liz answers because my husband is soft, his cock is little and I need to be owned sexually. Byron answers good girl!
They start to kiss, his huge black hands are all over her sexy body. She strokes his very hung black cock. Without any instruction, Liz drops to her knees and begins to worship Byron’s cock. I mean, full bore - the tip, the shaft, his balls, under his balls. Her eyes never left his eyes. He was enjoying this. She says this is a real cock. This is what I need. Now sit there and watch this man take your your pussy and make it his.
For the next three hours (with some breaks) Byron took Liz to a place she had never been. Liz was the Submissive. She came at least 15 times - her stomach hurt the next morning. Her pussy was gaped. He bred her pussy, mouth and ass. He had a leash on her. He spanked her when she didn’t ride him hard enough. Basically, he owned Liz that night and forever changed our sexual relationship.
A couple of years later, Byron is still Liz’s bull. They meet on a regular basis - sometimes with me and sometimes not with me. He shares her with his friends and she willingly serves. She is a much happier person nowadays.
One night in bed she gets very dominant. Get on your knees and worship me, kiss my feet, don’t touch that little penis. All kinds of things. As we are finishing, she says (unfiltered) I need a bigger cock. I am shocked but I say why? She says look at that little thing; it doesn’t make me cum! I love you, but it does not make me cum. I am humiliated, I roll over and go to sleep.
The next morning she is not in a good mood. She leaves in a huff and that was that. I tried to text and call all day, but I did not get an answer. When we finally got home from work, obviously frustrated, she says you proved last night that you are soft and submissive. You did not even try to argue with me. Instead, you just rolled over. I need a man that will tell me what to do in bed. A man that will fuck me until he is done with me. A man that will make my pussy his and take it when he wants. I need a man who will spank my ass when I do not listen properly. You obviously cannot do that.
A few days later my wife poses two options for me: 1) find a dominant or bull with her or 2) give he permission to find it on her own. There wasn’t much to go off of here, but I chose option 1. Within a couple of weeks, we found a bull - Byron. He was tall, well built, older and hung. He was a leader for a group on a fetish website that catered to this type of scenario. We followed his group, attended one of his events and decided to take it further.
Enter that night. I am going along with this as a relationship compromise for my wife’s happiness. She is dressed completely slutty - new lingerie, makeup, perfect hair, little black dress and heels. We get to the hotel bar and we find Bryon at a table in the corner. We approach, he stands up, kisses Liz and shakes my hand. We all sit, with Liz next to Byron. Small talk, a couple of drinks and the discussion goes to sex. He makes sure we are all in the same page - he is here to fuck Liz while I watch.
As the minutes progressed, you could tell that Byron was touching Liz under the table. She was flushed and in obvious physical strain. He says to her, take off your panties and give them to me. Without hesitation, Liz takes them off, brings them to the tabletop and hands them over to Byron. You could feel the sexually tension. Now open your legs Liz. If she opened her legs, half the bar would see her pussy, but she did what she was told. He starts to finger her and says that’s enough, let’s go to the room.
As we leave the bar, it is almost as if everyone knew what was happening. In reality, probably not, but it did feel like that.
Byron holds her hand as if to say she was his. The elevator door opens and closes behind us. He looks at me and says before we go into the room, you understand that if we go into that room, Liz’s pussy will be mine by the end of the night. I understand. Liz nods her head and says Yes Sir.
We enter the room and it is fully ready for this. He tells me to sit in the chair by the window. He tells Liz to freshen up in the bathroom and he starts to undress.
She comes out in her lingerie. She looks hotter than ever before. She looks ready to fuck. Byron says to her, tell your husband why we are here tonight. Liz answers because my husband is soft, his cock is little and I need to be owned sexually. Byron answers good girl!
They start to kiss, his huge black hands are all over her sexy body. She strokes his very hung black cock. Without any instruction, Liz drops to her knees and begins to worship Byron’s cock. I mean, full bore - the tip, the shaft, his balls, under his balls. Her eyes never left his eyes. He was enjoying this. She says this is a real cock. This is what I need. Now sit there and watch this man take your your pussy and make it his.
For the next three hours (with some breaks) Byron took Liz to a place she had never been. Liz was the Submissive. She came at least 15 times - her stomach hurt the next morning. Her pussy was gaped. He bred her pussy, mouth and ass. He had a leash on her. He spanked her when she didn’t ride him hard enough. Basically, he owned Liz that night and forever changed our sexual relationship.
A couple of years later, Byron is still Liz’s bull. They meet on a regular basis - sometimes with me and sometimes not with me. He shares her with his friends and she willingly serves. She is a much happier person nowadays.
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