Cuckold conversation (caps)

What a pleasant surprise to see Sweet Jane back on the boards. Back and on her A game.

Jack

Wow a voice from the past....................

Tell all. Don't be shy.

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boring, boring silence....................

I'd have more fun playing with marbles.

Jane we love and admire you so much. You are a dream come true for us little sissy pansy wimps.
But I for one am so confused, so blocked and embarassed and so inadeqaute in front of you, in your presence, that I can't really come out and talk to you, express an opinion to you, i am so little. You are so superior. It could only work if you say and we do i guess.
Sorry for my ramblings...i better keep quiet again...behind the scenes. Out of the game. Burnt paper.

Hope you are patient and will keep feeding us Jane. thank you.

Jane, this last set of caps you have done are the hottest yet. I want to try and please you by letting you know what I think it is about this fantasy that drives me wild and has me wanking my cock to your captions every night.

Firstly you are right, we (or at least I) are terrified. You scare me and I've had no more contact with you than seeing the words that you type. Isn't that pathetic? Why is it that seeing that you have posted some new captions makes my heart race and my stomach flutter with fear while my cock grows? I suppose because you have power - you are a brief look into a life that I want and to be honest, while I fantasise about that life, about my wife cuckolding me and humiliating me, I know how painful it would be in reality. How it would break my heart. My wife could have an affair and leave me tomorrow - it happens to people all the time, and here I am wanking my cock to that thought. It is a dangerous fantasy.

I think this duality is a big part of the power that this fantasy has over me. The thought of my wife in sexual ecstacy makes me so hard, but her betrayal would be like a kick in the gut. There is also the agonising frustration of worshiping a woman, knowing that she means everything to you, while she doesn't recipricate. It's happened to me before and I lay awake at night wanking to those women, knowing that they barely noticed me - I suppose that has gotten into my head and taken root.

There is also the aspect of wanting to please a woman I worship, and if I can't do it sexually than I can at least give pleasure with my suffering. There is such a weird mix of the sexual and the painful in those words that you use; impale, beg, writhe, ache, pierce - every one of them makes my cock twitch.

Ultimately I think the hold this fantasy has over me is the fact that I don't want it to come true just as much as I want it to happen. Fantasising about fucking a hot woman is easy, and dull, but fantasising about losing a hot woman and pleasuring her with my suffering is so confusing, so nasty and has so many conflicting emotions that it takes root very easily.

Sorry about my rambling thoughts. I haven't given this much thought before, but I wanted to please you, and my stupid, public ramblings seemed to be the only way I could.

Paparas dear I thought that you had
just moved away but here you again
and it makes my toes tingle................

Long slow licks up my arch.

Jane,

Wow! One of your best yet. I would love to be on my knees in front of you. Waiting for you to use my soft, submissive mouth for your pleasure. Maybe your feet and legs or if I'm lucky your beautifull bottom and...well you know where.

Yours, Todd

Jane, we are all here waiting, hoping, worrying, wanting, craving and fantasizing about your captions...... how small i fell now, knowing that seeing my screen name in one of your captions is the most that i can hope for and the highlight of my night, week, month maybe even year.

how lucky and fortunate some of us are to find a Woman like yourself, someone that understands our need to serve and to sacrifice our dignity as a sign of how deep our devotion runs. and what fools we are when we let a love that runs so deep escape us.... the horns hurt when they are place upon our head, but that hurt pales in comparimister to life without someone to worship, someone to serve, to love and obey. a spike through the heart and being nailed to a wall is something that many of us would endure if only, if only we would then be able share our love and demonstrate our devotion by suffering through any offense or perverse act that is desired by the Woman we love. to do so is an honor, to not have someone to share our desires, to be alone, that is a pain that becomes unbearable.

I've just finished reading all 40 pages of this conversation. You are truly a bright light, Jane, and I would honestly tremble in your brilliance, not knowing what you might next do. Instead, I'll scurry back into darkness under the bed covers burying my face in my wife's waiting crotch ... pretending it's yours.

Roger

Oh my, just look at what's happened.
All my little babies are just popping out
of the dark and whispering their darkest
secrets to me.

Admitting them with everyone.
Getting maybe their first taste of public
exposure and a bit of offense.

It's all so sexy.....................

Devotion is sexy as well.

You have all made me very happy.
You know how girls just love these
moments of special intimacy.

Let me tell you a secret...................

Feel my breasts and hips move against you but only in your dreams.

Yes. Yes it's just the most yummy thing.........

But that's hard to belive.

It's not our fault that you've never really
paid attention to who we are...............

You'll give it up. You always give it up. We're not playing you know

And now a parting thought.............

Oh how I love these little moments of insight.

Of course I remember Jane....these things gets embedded deep in my soul. Your preferences, your likes and dislikes. Your allowing me to dream about tasting your delicious toes and getting that yummy scent of your feet. Starting from the arch. The beautiful long arches of your lovely feet.... then moving on to your prescious toes, running my tongue in between them. Sucking gently each toe in turn.
While lovingly pressing my thumbs agaisnt your soles, from your heel up to the ball of your foot and then splitting it up either side towards your toes. Taking a pick at your lovely shoes you just kicked off next to me as i kneel before you. Feeling anvious of them.. considering how lucky thy are to have your foot inside them...leaving traces of your divine sweat, leaving marks of where you wonderful toes and heel pressure them. Oh how much i'd want to be your shoe Jane.

Before you get too bored with me again i place your feet on the sofa again...admiring them. Last thing... putting a wet kiss on each toenail...and then blow them slightly for a few seconds...

Gosh you got me going again Jane you are just so addictive!??!

These are beautiful, truly beautiful. Thank you for creating them and allowing us to share them. Thank you for findinding and touching the nerve that causes such a powerful sensation.

Lavendar?

Nice try Jane. I regret to say the style when I do where underwear its silk boxers. I wore a nice pair of deep blue ones and a silk t shirt the other day as I flogged my submissive.

I thought the color scheme was nice and representative of the markings I left on her flesh.

It is great to see you back. You have an unmatched style.

Jack

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Once the lock goes click they seem to lose all
self control...............................

It's like the locking somehow frees them.

It's all so damn predictable...........................

Well, it's still fun.

damn Jane, I've been admiring your work for awhile and it is mind blowing. thank you! do you ever put the woman's bare feet in?

keep it up....please!

Yes dear come back after he's through
with her and clean up after him.................

It must make you feel so fulfilled.

You know I had no idea that there were
so many footsie sissies out there.

I sooo love a good foot rub...................

Paparas will explain about the arch.