My Bitch Angel

really good story Manray. Very horny indeed, ive cum twice already reading it .

So ... aren't u afraid of letting your wife grow that japanese baby in her belly, after she got bred by that 10 incher oriental guy???

love the story manray

Thanks, glad people are liking it.

It's all down hill from here.

My butt was still stinging like hell when we returned home from the tattoo parlor, but my penis was as hard as steel just thinking I would now get to penetrate my wife.

"Take off your pants and lets see," Stacy said in anticipation. I pulled down my pants and displayed my ass that now said "Steve's Fuck Toy" written across it and bent over.

"Awww...it looks cute honey," she said as I started to stand up. "Wait, stay there, .....your butt doesn't really close up anymore," she said in shock. "Can your feel that?" she said with a hint of concern in her voice.

"Feel what?"

"I have my middle finger half way up your butt, sweetheart, and the walls of your rectum aren't even touching my finger. Steve has really ripped you a new one, baby."

"Your kidding!", I said standing up almost in tears. "Stacy, can't you stop seeing him, please."

"I can't do that, baby. I love him, ......but I understand if you want to leave."

"But why?" I said in tears.

Because when he makes love to me, baby, I feel like a complete woman, and I feel like I'm completely lost in him. I don't know...it's hard to explain. I just love him completely, I'm sorry, sweetheart, but I adore him,and he and Jan said they would have me as kind of a second wife if I chose to move in with them.

"What about me?"

Steve likes you, honey. "I think you can stay as long as you stay on his good side. You please him quite a bit and Jan I'm sure doesn't want to lose her maid." she said as she came over and started stroking my penis. "That feels better doesn't it, honey," she said as she worked the shaft with a twisting motion using the precum for lube. "I better stop, before you have a little accident," she said with a smile. "Tonight is your big night. you get to fuck me like a man." she said as her skirt and panties feel to the floor and lead back on the bed spreading her legs. My penis stiffened even further. Looking at her her probing her self with her fingers, I knew I would never leave her. I mounted her and started thrusting, and realized I couldn't really feel anything. It was like fucking air. Steve had ruined her vagina with his mammoth cock.

"I can't feel anything!"

"Ummm.....I can't feel anything either, baby," she said with giggle. "Are you sure you're in there?"

"Yes!"

"You're erect aren't you? Try harder, Steve says if anything, I'm too tight down there," she said with a little grin. I started thrusting harder feeling no friction at all and then just pulled out and started crying."

"Baby, it not a big deal. You have to get over this being a man stuff. This testosterone thing is just making you miserable. I'm starting to think you'd be better off without those testicles altogether. I think you would be much happier. You need to come to terms with the man you want to be and the man you are, sweetheart. I don't need another Steve, baby. you can never fill his shoes, ....or should I say "pussy" ? she said with a slight grin. "Stop trying to apply for a job that is already filled, baby ......so to speak."

"Then what can I do then," I said in tears.

"I need a maid, cook and a friend," she said. Those jobs are open, sweetheart.

But what about sex?

I don't need sex from you, baby, but I realize you have needs and I'm always willing to lend you a hand or a leg if you need it, ......if you've been good of course.

That's not acceptable! I said in a flash of jealous rage raising my hand almost ready to slap her.

"Ok, ....that's not acceptable," she said sternly and loudly as her eyes turned to ice. "If your going to have these mood swings like that. I'm going to have to really consider whether you can keep your balls if your going to stay with me. I'm convinced a simple orchiectomy will level your moods without that testosterone and you'll be much happier in this arrangement."

I could tell by looking in her eyes, she was actually serious. "No, I'm fine," I said quietly trying to calm her down.

"Then show me how much you want to keep your balls," she said standing nude in front of me.

What do you mean?

"I mean get on your knees, kiss my feet and persude me why I shouldn't have your balls removed via an orchiectomy, because right now your on your way to an appontment with a surgeon, John, and you'll tell him that your a woman trapped in a mans body or whatever you need to tell him to get it done. I also think it will clean up that weenie beating behaviour that I don't like. I don't even know if I feel safe in this house. You actually almost slapped me. I'm pretty upset right now, Johnny. The way I feel right now is that you have two options. You can stay here in the lap of luxury with your balls removed to eliminate that nasty testosterone problem you seem to have so I feel safe, or you can go relax in the homeless shelter and wait in the soup line. Tell me why I should let you keep your balls, John."

She meant every word, and I knew I couldn't live without her. I fell to my knees and begged her to forgive me.

Please, please Stacy, I want to stay with you. I love you more than anything. Please let me keep my balls. I promise I would never do anything to hurt you. Please, please, I'll do anything for you, just please let me keep my balls.

I don't know why your so attached to them, they only make you miserable and cause you pain. I'm pretty angry right now, John. I'm going to relax on it and talk to jan tomorrow and we'll discuss whether Your going to get your balls removed. Permisterally, I think you'd be much happier in this arrangement without them.

...The next day

Stacy came home from work. She took off her skirt and panties, took her tea from me and said, "clean it up John, I'm a mess down there. She sat in the kitchen chair as I licked and sucked Steve's cum out of her. She talked to me about her discussion with Jan while I was cleaning up the outside of her vagina.

"I talked to Jan and she is of the opinion that she would like you to keep your balls, because you do a better job on her floors when you clean them wearing that humbler thing and you need your balls for that. I told her that I didn't feel safe with all that aggressive testosterone running through your body ....don't forget the inner thighs, Johnny. Anyway, she had a great idea. She suggested that you wear the humbler thing here at home until I feel better about you again. She assured me that you are completely harmless when you are in the Humbler (see pics of Humbler on page two of this thread). So I told her I would give that a chance," she said as she ran her hand across her vagina to make sure I got everything.

She took the humbler out of a bag and said "Get on your knees and get that butt in the air baby."

She grabbed and tugged my testicles back as far as she could and clamped the humbler on them. Try to stand up," she said taking another sip of tea. I tried and she saw that the only position possible was on my knees and elbows.

"I think that will work just fine. I feel safer already," she said with a smile. That really shows off your balls nicely, honey. Your going to be in that for a couple of days until I feel better about your attitude and state of mind again. If your going to act all agressive like a dog your going to be on all fours like a dog until you earn the right to stand up like a man.

"what about going to the bathroom?" I whimpered.

I don't know, baby. I've never seen a dog use a toilet. You certainly won't be able to sit on the toilet with the Humbler. You'd probably rip your balls off just trying to attempt it. I guess I could let you go outside in the backyard to do your business. You'll have no trouble squatting and peeing outside in the grass. If you time it right, the nieghbors shouldn't even see you. You might want to relax next to the sliding glass door as your bowels seem to get a little unpredictably urgent these days ...with how Steve has reshaped your sphincter and all. hmmmm....dinner is going to be tough. You'll probably need to eat out of a bowel on the floor. Sorry about that, but there is no way you'll be able to sit at the table wearing that thing. Consider it all part of the doggie experience, sweetheart."

Please, Stacy. You can trust me. Please you don't need to do this.

I think I do. I feel safer this way and that's what's important isn't it, baby? ...isn't it? ...isn't it?

"Yes," I said almost in tears.

"There's one other thing that Jan suggested, that I was really against, but I think she's probably right. She said you need a good whipping so you know your place in relation to Steve," she said as she took her leather belt off.

"No....please, Stacy."

"Are you saying you want to leave and just go to the men's shelter tonight, baby? Remember our prenup, Baby. You leave with what you came into this relationship with. I can pack you a duffle bag right now if you like."

"No, Please, I want to stay with you," I said whimpering.

"Then ask for it, baby. I'm not going to beat you against your will."

"Please beat me Stacy."

She then proceeded to whip my ass with all her might. She then said "This last one is for raising your hand to me, John," and she let the leather belt land squarely on my exposed testicles. I groaned and feel over almost passing out. We'll see if in a couple of days your ready to stand up like a man, sweetheart. this really hurts me more than it hurts you baby, but it's for your own good if your going to choose to stay in this arrangement. Do you understand where you stand now, sweetheart?"

"Yes," I groaned.

"Are you sure you understand your place now, baby? I really don't want to run into any more problems, sweetheart."

"Yes, I understand," I said timidly with tears welling up in my eyes.

"That's nice, baby. I'm sure it will be even more crystal clear in a couple of days. When your ready, your dinner will be on the floor in a bowl by the sink," she said sweetly.

....and a couple more illustrations (interesting tattos). These are from photos of Stacy.

some more illustrations

An excellent next chapter !!

Thanks, glad you liked it.

dogs. fucking you. jesus christ.

Not me, the character of John. lets remember this is a fictional story people. A story of degradation, offense and what depths the character of John would sink to in order to hang on to his wife.

May I suggest playboy.com for your viewing pleasure.You obviously have wandered into the black forest without realizing it because this story is far from the sickest material you'll see on this site. For CP, it's pretty PG-13 in relation to other threads.

BRAVO! manray,

Not only do you write a great contribution to this site but you defend our fantasy from the morons with brilliance. Keep up the good work. You are in the same league with good husband.

cuckbob

Nice story! You did a fine job.

manray

Very well written cuck story. It had me on the edge throughout the entire thread. I do you hope you will continue this thread-although it seems it's in it's final stages. kudos to you manray. Question, you've mentioned not wanting to post pics because of your wife's profession, understood however, what about a part say of her legs or feet in her business pumps perhap?

i have to say well done manray, very good story, like many others the dogs part isn't my cup of tea but i think we all understand why you put it in. as has been mentioned i don't think theres too much left to write about on this story but i'm sure we'd all love to hear another one. keep writing.

droppinby.

So, the story has progressed to where there's not much farther to go than removal of the testicles.

On the topic of fucking dogs. If you think that its really rare, I think that you are mistaken.
I will make you crazy.

Manray,
Please continue this story! I think it's great!

[b][/b]

why the hate alex?? WTF did manray and his tale do to you?

Hot Story. I love it when my wife feeds me my own cum......not as much as when she feeds me her lovers cum...but close.
Happiness is being cuckolded and kept under lock and key by my beautiful wife.

Hotwife99sCuck where is your avatar from? is the artist, james lemay? could you tell me the set name please?

More please.....

You're back!
I LOVE your story! Are you going to continue it? I sure hope so.

You're back!
I LOVE your story! Are you going to continue it? I sure hope so.

</div>

Thanks. There is still more to write, but it's just a matter of being lazy. What do think of the illustrations? I'm not much for actual photos. This kind of subject matter seems more suited for some kind of stylized hyper reality (painting or cartoon). All the ones with the head cropped out are of the real life Stacy (my wife).

I've been busy over the last year or so, but something happened recently that just stirred up this same kind of arousal. My wife is kind of a flirt at work and one of her coworkers offered to show her his member. She said it was about eight inches long and indicated the width by displaying a 2 inch gap between the tip of her middle finger and the tip of her thumb. She said "It was most impressive". Where are all these so called average sized guys?

At least with the woman in my life, her first lover in high school was hung like a donkey, and the guy she was with in college was about an inch past his belly button (she didn't measure). Until she met me, she said she didn't realize they came that small except from what she can remember from her brothers when they were little. She thought all penises just grew to eight plus inches when they got hard. She's had experiences with several other guys, and they all landed in the eight inch range. It's very humiliating and arousing at the same time that I fall a good 2-3 inches smaller than every guy she's been with.

Your wife has a great body. Her ass is to die for.
I love your llustrations. I especially like p234.jpg. It looks like my wife's pussy after our neighbor gets done fucking her. I can't wait to read the rest of your story.
Does your wife plan on cuckolding you?

She has no plans to invite any other male into our relationship. She's made it pretty clear I'm the love of her life.

She does humiliate me in other ways though she doesn't intend to. She is the bread winner, and if I need something, I need to come to her and ask.

She demands that the house be clean, and expects to be up to her standards when she gets home from work.

She doesn't like me to masturbate because "It's something that little boys do" in her words." She wouldn't use anything like a chastity device. She knows I'm not masturbating because after a week of not cumming, all she has to do is walk out of the shower, and it perks up and is practically dripping. she'll usually notice and say something like "I see you've been a good boy".

I've tried jerking off alot just so I'll last longer when we have intercourse. She gets insulted if it takes longer than 30 seconds for me to cum. She has no desire to be pounded for an hour in bed. She might be the only woman I know like this. She says it makes her feel beautiful when I pop right away after inserting it in her. She loves to get it to the point it will pop just by her blowing on it or flicking it with her fingers. She expects it to be at attention as fast as it takes her to take her clothes off. If it isn't, there's a discussion about how much I'm masturbating. I try to avoid that discussion. If I don't masturbate, it usually gets hard when she opens the door when returning from work.

How often we have sex depends on how often she is in the mood. It could be once a week or once a month. Sometimes I think it depends on how much the kitchen floor shines or how clean the toilet is. When we do have sex, I usually work her vagina with my hands until she has a powerful orgasm, and if she needs to pee after, she'll let me penetrate (aforementioned UTI problem earlier in the thread) and I'll probably finish in less than 30 seconds which usually puts a smile on her face. If she doesn't need to pee, she'll let me hump her hand which she finds amusing as well.

It may not be being cucked, but it is humiliating in some aspects.

More pics of the wife.

Hi,
great story manray and your wife has a perfect body
Did she read your story, and if yes, how did she react? I understand that you don't want to have John's life, nevertheless your lifestyle inspired your while inventing the fantasy and your wife will know that. I find it very interesting to read what did she say if she already read it, or what do you think she would say about it?
Thanks for the nice story

She hasn't read it, but she always encourages me to write. She knows the basic ideas. Her thoughts are that actually engaging in this life style is that it takes to much time, energy and attention that she would rather spend in other areas. She's very busy and seems to have a hundred things going at once. But it does get her wet when she gets into it. It only arouses her because it arouses me. We've played at a few thing as mentioned early on in the thread, but I know if she engaged in it fully she would lose respect for me and that can't be permitted to happen.

Given the choice between a big dick pounding her or gardening, cooking, doing yoga, reading, hiking and several other activities, the big dick finishes last on her list every time and so does sex for that matter. Typical woman. She does like a hard dick in her presence in that it makes her feel sexy and desired. I know, boring.

I need to finish this story, but it needs to go to this certain (dark) place. My head just isn't there yet.

Hi,

i understand, i think i already know this about you from the Rachel thread


I cann't wait, ... but ... darker than that? OH NO don't go there!