OH my sweet callers. I just LOVE it when a session starts with “My wife is out tonight, and she gave me permission to call you.” I want to say thank you to those wives who send their cucks my way! Of course I know why they do it….it saves them the trouble of dealing with them, and it gets the subbie hubbie all worked up with no where to go!
All worked up
and depending on the permission pink slip you received from wifey, you will be edged, milked, stroked, denied and maybe even a happy ending for some! But first of course I will put you through your paces.
Did you change the sheets on the bed?
Did you wash her panties by hand?
Did you clean the house, in that frilly French maid attire, or naked?
Did you light some candles in the boudoir?
Did you prepare some whors d’oeuvres ?
Did you chill that nice expensive wine?
Did you prepare yourself?
Oh, the waiting is always the hardest part. That is why you have me! you call me to help relieve some of that built up tension. The questions circulating in your head, like, what exactly are they doing now? When will they be home? How many screaming orgasms has she had? Will she ever look at me the same again? What will they have me do when they return? Then you get a text
Oh, the excitement of it all, and the bittersweet realization. your wife is with a real man, getting fucked with a real cock.
you are a cuckold!
Yes, where is wifey, my sweet little cuck?! I am sure you are asking yourself that very same question tonight for the umpteenth time. Oh the frustration mixed with erotic infatuation. One part of you screams in agony at the thought of her with another man….the other part hardens with delight as your naughty thoughts get the best of you.
Whats a cuckie to do?
you know what you need to do!
* clean the kitchen
*wash her panties by hand
*put fresh clean sheets on
your the bed
*wait obediently for her return
Thats a good cuck
Have the cell phone in hand, waiting for her teasing texts. Oh, man, the pics she sends you, as she is out on the town just send you over the edge! Too bad that’s as far as you get to get…over and over again. Edging with excitement, but no actual form of release.
Thats the way wifey wants it
So until she allows you, no orgasms for you. Those days are gone, like your masculinity. Stripped bare from that realm, but you sure look cute in your panties as you clean, dust, wash and sort. Panties and all. Soon she will have you sit patiently next to the bed and hope for sloppy seconds.
This goes on night after night and you find yourself constantly wondering… where is wifey?
OH, my dear cuckies! Your phone sex Goddess was treated to a special treat the other night. A caller who has happily been made into a cuckie called. He had been celebrating with his own special cocktail, which most appropriately included Red Bull. We decided it should be black bull, since wifey was most assuredly enjoying some of that!
Cuckie Johnny has a new best friend. His name is Mr. Cock and as cuckie Johnny put it, he is a huge cock, made of big dark juicy lovemeat with big giant apple balls. Many times during our calls he would sigh and declare in his best sissycuckie voice “I love Mr. Cock!”
Rented Blog Space
Cuckie Johhny came up with this brainstorm. For the honor of being mentioned here, he gave me a lovely virtual bouquet. (That’s another phrase for a tip here at LDW) Being the ever savvy biz man that he is in real life when he is actually in charge of something, he came up with this. (That’s not all that came up, butt I can”t take credit for that. It was Mr. Cock)
So in honor of a delightful call and motivating virtual bouquet, I give you cuckie Johnny. He is planning some extreme cock control next month when he goes to Vegas. Yeah, you know what that means. His first real cock in the mouth! Mr. Cock will be replaced for that time. What a time that will be!
In the meantime
Cuckie Johnny will continue his training and love affair with Mr. Cock!
Hello my cuckie pets! Your phone sex Goddess is amused. Today I came here to find 25 comments! I was so excited until I started reading them! I have been spammed, over and over!
Do they think I am stupid enough to allow such comments here? It just makes me laugh. I guess they don’t get that this is a sexy, adult blog.
Comments like “You made some decent points here” (Oh, if they only knew the points I make!) or “OMG, I have been trying to find the same answers” ( I have all the answers. Try NO, or Go sit in the corner and watch!) and my favorite… “Nevertheless, it is important to remember that lasik eye surgery is still new.” Yeah, I will remember that! lol
I guess I should be flattered that so many are trying to hitch a ride on my coat tails to get Internet attention. Speaking of coat tails… it is almost time to get yours out of the closet. That beloved closet, right? lol
I just have to laugh at all those ridiculous spammers. And I laugh a bit at you too, my cuckie. I love the thought of you hiding in the closet. You know that is one of my all time favorite scenarios. You, in the closet, watching with eyes fixated on the prize. Your mouth watering as you watch the current favored bull as he takes me and makes me scream. Moans like that you have never heard me utter when you were allowed access. This is some amazing cock tease as you watch me take cock control of you and my bull!
Let’s see them make spam out of this! ha ha ha ha!
Hello my cuckolded pets! I have been enjoying these fantastical fantasy calls! Of course I say they are fantasy, but those are the ones we have. Your phone sex Goddess and you, cuckie. I know this happens in real life. I know many are living this in real time. This is the case for the following. He was a real life cuck and has told me repeatedly that those were the happiest times in his life. Until he started calling me, of course!
A Cuckie’s Tale
What i remember most from my cuckold days are the seemingly never ending nights at home, alone, while my wife was at Her lover’s house or out at a bar seeking Her next lover. During the early hours, i would engage myself in anything i could to try to take my mind off where She was and what She was doing, but it never worked. In the later hours, i would just lie in bed imagining everything that might be happening at that exact moment. i cannot imagine there is another situation in a submissive’s life that is so fraught with mixed emotions … agonizingly so.
On the one hand, i wanted it all to stop because I was worried She would leave me for one of these lovers. On the other, i was driven to unbelievable levels of submissiveness and sexual excitement. It seemed every 15 minutes would bring with it a flip in emotions. And then, eventually, there were the sounds of the back door opening and of high heels traversing the floor toward the bedroom, creating simultaneous feelings of relief, fear, and lust.
What happened next?
What happened next depended upon her mood … sometimes forthcoming, sometimes quiet, sometimes stern, sometimes playful, and sometimes simply just exhausted. The ultimate outcome for me, of course, were the nights when She decided i needed up close evidence of what She had been doing all night.
i have never again experienced the highs and lows that come from orally servicing my wife while She gives a full accounting of Her evening, and probably never will again.