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The Truth About Cuckold Sex

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This holiday season, know that I’m taking cuckold sex to an entirely new level. I’m hosting our family get together this year; my in-laws are flying in from California, but what they don’t know is that I’m going to have an original centerpiece. My cuckold husband is going to be naked, yes even without his cock cage, and tied up like a trussed up turkey to be displayed on my dinner table. His humiliation will be so extreme, I’m positive he’ll never disobey me again. He refused to play a little game of humiliate the cuck boy last week, and now he’s going to pay for it.
The game was simple; he was to refrain from using the bathroom his entire work day, and hold his bladder on the train and taxi ride home. Yes, I make him commute publicly. Well, he refused to do it. Apparently that little cucky bitch had to go so badly by lunch time, he just pretended to hold all day. Well, now he’s going to learn not to mess with this cock sized Queen. I’m his fucking Goddess. He will learn to obey.
So, he’s trussed up on the table, a cloth over him. I lead in my guests, seat them, and we drink and we talk. Then, I unveil my grand surprise. His family; grandparents, aunts and uncles, parents, siblings: fucking shocked and appalled at his behavior. When I explained what he had done, they all took my side; naturally. I was secretly dripping wet to see him in his humiliation. Let me tell you how the rest of dinner went. Ring up Goddess Reesa for a good fucking time.

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