Confessions Of A Submissive Cuckold
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PART ONE – Confessions Of A Submissive Cuckold PREETHI – Discovering the purpose of my Life I guess it was always part of my nature to submit myself to the whims of the women in my life and I have always felt it come natural and agreeable at a psychological and physical level to let them make decisions for me. My mother has been the dominant matriarch of the house with my dad not having much say in the family and so she always decided when I’d play, what I’d wear, who my friends would be, what I studied and even my career. There was nothing in my life that wasn’t influenced by her. She even decided which company I’ll choose to work for after I graduated even though she had the slightest idea what my job was like. By the time I was 26 my career had spiraled down to a shithole thanks to my mom’s decisions; I was plump, unattractive and did not have any social life let alone girlfriends. I was working my ass off in night shifts in a BPO in Bangalore and was earning a meager pay which didn’t allow me to have a proper life. I didn’t own an apartment or a car and my mom never let me buy a motorbike. She even monitored my bank transactions and scolded me if I overspent on anything. One day I was asked to come home to Palakkad. My mom had almost finalized my marriage; she had found a life partner for me and I was thrilled. Finally I could live my fantasies and not masturbate to cheap porn. I was fed up with my life and this was welcome news. The girl and her parents came to visit me at our home and my mom asked me to serve then tea and snacks. Preethi was beautiful she was curvy, 36 DD breasts that looked round and nice, slightly wide hipped and dusky and had beautiful eyes and not just that she was a very highly paid professional in a consulting firm in Bangalore and was even a year older than I was. She was wearing shirt and trousers and she had an air of corporate authority. She had a lot of her mom’s features though her mom was slightly on the heavier side with wide hips and a 38DDD cup boobs, dark but attractive nevertheless. Preethi had some problems with her horoscope, however it matched well with mine and our moms declared that we were a perfect match. Preethi’s mom, Janaki, quizzed me on several things like whether I smoked, drank she was insistent that I learn to cook and wash clothes and I could not expect Preethi to do all the household chores. My mom assured them that she had trained me on all that and that I washed her laundry till I left home to work in Bangalore. Preethi spoke to me with confidence and a lot about her career and the work she did. It was pretty cutting edge stuff and I didn’t understand much. While we talked she kept getting texts and calls and she told me about her friends and her social life, none of which I had. But I was happy anyway, preethi was beautiful, authoritative and had a great personality and she was intelligent. “You need someone to make decision for you in your life” said my mom later on The marriage was fixed and the women discussed the arrangements. After marriage I moved into Preethi’s apartment. My role was pretty certain right from the start. She showed me the kitchen and washing machine before she took me to her bedroom. Soon the routine was set I would come back after my night shift and cook breakfast for her while she went to the gym ironed her clothes while she bathed, help dress her and then she would drive to work. Afterwards I would do some household chores, do the laundry and then go to sleep. We could be together only on weekends and sometimes Preethi had to go to office on weekends too. She had a demanding job. Our sex life was non eventful. I was clumsy and a virgin and Preethi soon disliked even cuddling together naked because my body was unattractive. However I noticed she didn’t have a very tight pussy as I imagined and my cock would easily slide in and I would find out the reason only later on. Preethi’s mom sometimes visited and lecture me on how I should maintain the house better and cook healthier food for Preethi. She would humiliate me about my job and my salary which was much lower than that of Preethi and would often say I was lucky to marry her. I would bow my head and listen to all this. Sex was soon non existent and the routine was that I would give her massages on weekends when she is at home and she insisted that I lick her pussy every morning which I enjoyed and took a liking to. She was happy about my pussy and foot worship and praised my on my skills and for the first time in my marriage I felt happy. One morning I came home at 6.30 am after the shift and went straight into the bedroom. Preethi was sleeping naked and I went up to her, kissed her on her cheeks, removed the blanket and started licking her toes and heels. She twitched slightly and let me lick her. I was happy and let all my pressures at wok fade away the moment I put her soft soles into my mouth and worshipped them. I began to love her truly. After about ten minutes she parted her legs and motioned me to do her pussy. Her pussy was soft moist and the hair had slightly grown after the last time I shaved it for her. I licked her big protruding pussy flaps, and licked and sucked her enormous clit. “Good morning baby. How was your shift” “Good morning Preethi. Work was boring, I was dying to see you” “Were you thinking about my pussy” “Yeah I wanted to lick it so badly. Do you think we have time for a quickie” “No baby I am in no mood for dick today. We’ll think about it on Saturday” “But that’s what you keep telling and we end up shopping on Saturday and you’ll be too tired for sex” “Are you going to complain all along? You are barely doing a good job licking my pussy and you are really clumsy in bed. Loose some weight at least” “Sorry baby. I am trying to loose weight, but…” “Oh just shut up. We will see about your little penis on the weekend. Now don’t get into an argument in the morning. Just do my clit and get me a coffee” I sucked and licked her clit with all the devotion I had for her. I loved our morning routine though I always felt left out about her selfish attitude. After about 20 minutes of licking and sucking her clit she had a powerful orgasm. Then she pushed me away with her feet and ordered me to get her coffee. Preethi went to the gym while I prepared breakfast and after an hour she returned all sweaty but looking fabulous and sexy with her wet body screaming out of her tight jogging wear. She had a prominent and thick ass which she knew very well how to carry around and sway ever so lightly to attract all the attention and she knew it made me go mad about her. I gave her the usual orange juice and newspaper. Later she motioned me to follow her to the shower. She ordered me to undress me while she looked at herself in the mirror admiring her abundant curves. I undressed her from the behind and smelled her intoxicating aroma – sweat mixed with lavender deodorant. I was immediately drawn to her sweaty body and would do anything she wanted to taste her. “Baby do you think I have put weight in my ass” “No honey. I think its perfect. Just like I remember it the first time” “Are you sure” “Yes I said” Now kneeling down and undressing her jogging pants I was facing her sweaty dark and plump ass covered in a pink sports panty which was wet with her sweat. I slowly lowered her panties and saw her beautiful dark ass, heavy and plump, but just retaining the pear shape. I wanted to bury my face into her ass crack and lick her sweat and smell her ass hole. She knew what I wanted “Lick me sweety pie. Lick the sweat out of my butt crack will you….pleeease” She didn’t have to ask in a sweet way. I loved doing this all the time. I buried my face into her ass crack and licked furiously, licking every crevice and square inch surpling her sweaty beads. She held the back of my head and ordered me to tounge her asshole deeper. Her cell phone beeped and she asked me to get it for her. I returned back with her cellphone and she was sitting on the toilet peeing. I handed the phone to her and she spoke to someone in a flirtatious manner and then she spoke something official, something about a meeting and then she handed the phone back. Preethi finished peeing and motioned me to kneel and I kneeled and bend down to lick her pussy clean. She held my head in her hands and looked into my eyes “I am proud of you baby. I am so happy of the way you take care of me. I love you” She kissed me on the lips “I am going to tell our moms how well you have turned up. Despite your lack of manhood and bedroom skills, you are still a keeper” I felt proud and happy. However I couldn’t express my desire to fuck her. She always turned me down and sometimes humiliated me telling that I had the body of an overgrown 10 year old boy and would often say I would look like a pretty girl if I wore a saree and put a bindi on my forehead. I bathed her and shaved her pussy smooth and soft while in the shower and later licked it while she sat at the dressing table blow drying her hair. I then dressed her in black frill panties, dark trousers, black lace bras and a cream coloured shirt. I served her breakfast and stood by her side while she ate and when she was done, I fetched her laptop, cellphone, handbag and her car keys. She kissed me good bye “Love you sweety” she kissed me and left. CHAPTER 2 I was facing some trouble at the office and was put on the bench because my company lost the client. Now however I supported another project part time and was asked to switch to the day shift. I was thrilled. Now I can have regular sex with Preethi. I broke the news to her. She looked happy but not too enthusiastic. She was worried when I will get the time to cook and do her laundry. I convinced her I will be able to do it late night and besides, I could get home early and have time to finish the chores before she came home. The following Monday, I started on with my new shift. I arrived home at 5. 30 p.m and completed all my chores and cleaned the apartment before 8.30 and waited for Preethi. I was anxious to see Preethi and walked up and down the corridor and then I think I heard the lift open outside. I went to the door and looked through the eye hole. Nothing prepared me for what I saw I could see lift partially and the lift door was open. Preethi was in it, not alone there was someone else and he was holding her squeezing her ass and kissing her passionately. I couldn’t see his face and I could barely make out Preethi, but I recognised her dress and her ass, now being played with by big dark hands. She broke her embrace after a few minutes and got out of the lift, waved goodbye as the man left and turned to the door. I was heart broken yet aroused to see her being ravaged by a real man, somebody worthy of her admiration. I noticed I had an erection but tears as well as it dawned on me that I will never satisfy her as her man and my place was lower, that of a sincere man servant. Preethi rang the door bell and I wiped my tears and opened the door, tried to smile while by brain battled with thought of loosing her and going back to that lonely life. I couldn’t bear it. “Its nice to see you when I come home dear. Hope you can keep this shift” She kissed me and I could smell him on her a musky scent. She handed me her bag and walked straight into the bedroom and she asked me to get in there to help her undress. She undressed and wore a beautiful see thru night gown and wore no panties or bra. She talked about her work and office and sat down on the sofa. I kneeled down in front of her and she parted her legs and held my head and slowly guided me to her wet hungry pussy I knew the only way I can keep her was to make her happy the way I could and I worshiped her pussy like my life depended on it. It was a strange mix of emotions, my desire to be dominated had grown into one to be humiliated. I was somehow aroused at the sight of my wife loving another man like she has never loved me. She was surprised at my hunger to satisfy her pussy. I told her I was just horny and kept thinking about her body after I arrived back at the apartment. “My sweety pudding pie” She smiled at me and now I could see her inner contempt which she masked with her seductive and beautiful smile. She held the back of my head and guided me back to her pussy and watched her favourite soap on t.v while I lapped up her pussy juices and realised that she had honeypotted me into becoming her cuckold and I had an overwhelming desire to cling on to her and simply wanted her to abuse me as much as she desired. My life, I realised was going to be different. From then on I watched her every day through the eye hole of the apartment front door as she kissed her lover goodbye and stroking his huge manhood through his trousers. The following Saturday I was asked to come to the office for meeting a client deadline and so I left in the morning. I couldn’t keep my mind still at the office as images of me stroking the man’s cock filled my mind repeatedly. I was able to finish my work at three in the afternoon and send the deliverables and head back home sooner than I thought. I arrived at the apartment at four in the afternoon and quietly slipped in using my keys. I immediately heard murmurs in the bedroom and realised my wife was not alone. I was tensed and my heart beat raced. I wasn’t sure how I would react. A part of me wanted to see her having sex with another man or men, the lovers she adorned, it was like a kink and I forever wanted her to order me around; I wanted to be her obedient slave. Another way it devastated me, broke me. I walked into the bedroom and saw this huge black man, maybe six foot three naked sitting on the edge of our bed and Preethi knelt down in front of him and was sucking his huge cock , maybe nine inches of I couldn’t see it clearly from this angle. I watched for a few seconds and then the man saw me. He smiled and looked at me straight in the eye and stroked Preethi’s hair and played with her boobs while she sucked him and his stare fixed at me. We both knew I stood no chance and I soon accepted there was no point trying to be violent. This man was good looking, well kept, had a fabulous body and knew exactly what he was doing. Preethi had never sucked my cock, she always looked at it with contempt and yet here she was sucking this big black tool hungrily right in front of my eyes. I was shattered and tears started to flow from my eyes. I did not want to go back to the lonely one room flat that I came from with no one to share my life with. I was also growing an erection, though not very visible through my jeans. The man finally murmured something to Preethi and she lifted her head and looked at me. “Hey there buttercup, you back so soon how was your day? Come close sweety let me kiss you and let me introduce you to my lover, my man” I walked timidly towards her, the man smiling at me with a victorious contempt and Preethi still holding his giant cock and licking its head and fondling his big hairy balls. “Baby meet Karan, my colleague. Isn’t he handsome” She got up hugged me and kissed me on the lips. I could taste Karan’s cock in my mouth and even though I resisted, she slipped her tounge into my mouth and forced me to swallow her saliva so I could taste his precum “Why are so tense baby?” “Preethi this is wrong. I won’t allow this not anymore. You can’t have sex with others and—” She slapped me across the face and another one “Don’t fucking raise your voice. Who gives orders around here, huh. Are you forgetting your place?” “Please don’t leave me Preethi. I love you so much. You are my whole life and I can’t imagine a life without you” I started weeping. I have never felt so helpless in my life Preethi hugged me “Shh… don’t cry baby. I am not leaving you. I love you too and I know you love me more than anyone on this planet. You are my precious” “Then what about him. Why are you hurting me. You don’t love me do you, you are just using me” Preethi smiled walked towards Karan who stood up now towering over Preethi and me and she put an arm around his waist and held his cock with her other hand “Baby karan is just a friend. This is just a booty call. We are not going to marry and leave you. He is just helping me out here because you cant do what real men do to their women. You can’t possible compare your tiny weeny with this” “But—“ “No buts. If you want to leave me you can go. No one will stop you. But if you want to live with me, be my husband and worship me, you have to live with this and obey me and my lovers” “Lovers? You mean there are others?” “Well Karan has friends. Well hung ones” Both of them burst out laughing and Karan kissed her deeply squeezing her ass and stroking her boobs Preethi broke her embrace and looked at me “Now stop being a cry baby. You know you love this and you want this. I am the perfect partner for a pussy worshiping wimp like you. Now don’t just stand there, come here and help me make love to Karan. You are very much part of my sex life an extra pair of hands and mouth always helps hahaha” I walked towards her “Get undressed” I got undressed and went near them “Now I have some rules for you. You are to obey me and Karan and whoever I tell you to and do not speak unless we give you permission to. You will address Karan as sir. Do you understand?” “Yes Preethi” “Yes ma’m would sound better, don’t you think?” “Yes Ma’m” “Good now come here kneel down” “Now look at this wonderful cock. This is what satisfies a woman like me and I can’t say no to the cocks that come my way for a pathetic looser like you. Do you understand” “Yes Ma’m” “Now look up and hold this cock” I held the cock in my hands “You can’t even get your hands around it, see what I mean. My pussy needs this kind of meat and your kind of tongue” “Now kiss his cock and tell him you are thankful to him for making me happy” I kissed his cock and told him I am thankful, tears rolling down my cheeks “Good now go to the corner and do not come near until we tell so” I went to the corner and watched as they had passionate and wild sex like I have never seen before. Preethi turned into a sex Goddess and unleashed the whore inside her as she cried out loud at every stroke of his cock in her pussy. They made love and fucked in different positions and Karan cummed at least five times before they both lay exhausted. Karan finally announced that he had to leave and would return tomorrow. Preethi looked at Karan’s clothes on the floor and asked me to take them and press them and hand it over to him neatly folded. I did as I was told. I polished his shoes on her insistence all the while he sat in the sofa and Preethi beside him giving him long farewell kisses and telling him how much she enjoys his fucking and that she is his slut and can have her anytime he wants her Karan finally leaves and I had to kneel down near the door and thank him for coming and satisfying my wife. Those were the new rules she laid down for me. She looked on as Karan left. She was wearing her see thru night gown, cum dripping down her thighs. “Come baby I have a nice dessert waiting for you in my pussy” Coming soon PART TWO – THE INVASION OF MOTHER IN LAW