Letter to my Girlfriend

I have had the pleasure of being with my absolutely stunning girlfriend, Mary, for three years now, and I am so grateful to her for keeping me. This is my open letter to her:

Dear Mary,

First of all, thank you for giving me the opportunity, two years ago, to remain as your boyfriend on the condition I be your chaste cuckold slave. I have not had an orgasm since then, and every day that goes by, I just remember how lucky I am to be with you. If I had to spend an eternity in chastity to spend an eternity with you, I'd happily take it. I really do yearn for an orgasm, every second of the day, but orgasms are only my second love.

I love you because I think you're evil. I love you because I know you don't love me back. I love you because you're a sociopath who is incapable of love. I love you because you only need men for two things: sex and servitude. I love you because I am able to fulfill 50% of your needs you require from a man and I love you because you'll keep me around as long as I am able to fulfill that requirement. I love you because you want to hurt me. I love you because you see me as, not just a slave to serve you, but a body and soul to ******* for your amusement and pleasure. I love you because every day, you tell me you don't love me, and I love you because you smile so beautifully when I sometimes cry at those words.

I love you because you took away my dream of studying hard through school, getting a good job, becoming rich, finding a beautiful girl to be with and spoiling her with my earnings, and changed it to studying hard through school, getting a good job, becoming rich, finding a beautiful girl to be with and giving your bull, Jack, all of my disposable income, so he could spoil you instead, as well as himself.

I love you because you chose a bull who would make my life a living hell. I love you because you chose a bull you knew I'd hate. I love you because you encouraged Jack to call my Dad while you two fucked, Jack telling my Dad what a pathetic wimp he had for a ***. I love you because you tell Jack you're not horny until he gives her a show of hurting me both physically and emotionally. I love you because you introduced Jack to all my friends, and I love you for banning me from seeing them ever again, whilst Jack now hangs out with them on a regular basis. I love you because you took my teddy, one that you know I've held dear since I was a baby, and had Jack cut a hole in it, fuck most of the cotton out of it, piss on it, wank on it, and then give it back to me to ***** with for the night. I love you because the next morning, you made me beg Jack to burn it in front of me, which he did. I love you because you filmed me for five minutes crying over my beloved teddy, and I love you because you sent the video to Jack to show all of my old friends.

I love you because you know I've never even been bi-curious, yet ***** me to sexually please Jack. I love you because you have fed me every single drop of cum that you've ever milked out of Jack's cock, whether by pussy, ass, mouth, hand, foot, object, etc. I love you because you always use protection when you two fuck when I'm not around, so you can store the cum in a condom for me to feast on. I love you because you encourage him to fuck my face, whilst you spit on and slap me. I love you because when Jack spills all over my face, you remind me that my late ****** is always watching over me.

I love you because you don't like Jack, but keep him around because of me. I love you because, even though you don't love me, you know I am the perfect person for you because of how much ***** I take from you and still continue to give you everything I have. I love you because you think of nobody but yourself, and that anything you do that might benefit others, was only because it was to benefit yourself mostly.

I love you because yesterday, for the first time since our relationship started, you gave me a genuine hug. Not a patronising hug, a public display hug, or anything normal, but a genuine, affectionate hug. I love you because I am the only person in the world who can draw that affection from you. And I love you because it was the perfect time to knee me hard in the balls.

Thank you for making me the loser I am today.

Just_a_loser_like_you

Excellent description of "Bitch"!

Plenty of men get treated that way and wouldn't change it if they could.

Other men get treated that way and don't have the balls to stand up to a woman and be the boss. Any woman will not respect such a man.

Your post quite accurately describes any woman's attitude towards a door mat hubby or boyfriend.

Some men love it. Some men hate it. Go figure.
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The most appreciated subs are the ones who command respect. Doormats aren't respected by men or women. If you don't have respect for yourself, nobody else will respect you.
cuckold - Pronunciation - kuk-uhld - noun 1) The husband of an unfaithful wife. 2) A husband whose wife has sex with others. NOTE - It does NOT say: Sexually confused, submissive, humiliated, sissified, crossdresser, cocksucker, or piss drinker

Sounds like the OP needs some pretty serious therapy to me.
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If it was a real life experience, no, I wouldn't see the need for therapy, I would just see a man embracing his Passion. Alas, I guess it's fiction.