Serving My Femdom Hotwife: Cuckold Humiliation

My wife had trained me to be her cuckold and to do anything that she pleased. Her happiness was practically everything that I lived for, and I always tried to do better than I did the last time. Being in chastity, after all, is quite the incentive.

"I rushed into the bedroom and got behind her. I had to kiss both of her feet before I said or did anything else, or I would expose myself to possible punishment. After I did my duty of kissing her feet, I assumed the position, putting my head back on the chair while I was on my knees."

Whether I was her chair, or her husband it didn't matter. Both of us were happy with the arrangement, and I loved to see her feel good when she brought one of her boyfriends home. I had seen a lot as a cuckold, and a lot of men had seen me humiliate myself, but every experience made me stronger.

I love my wife, Lisa, and there's nothing anyone can do or say about us to make me feel any different.

This is one of our sessions, and represents an average day as a married cuckold.