A New Level of Humiliation for Her Cuck

You're on your knees in a hotel room. An absurdly expensive hotel room, in fact. You booked the room so you know exactly how much it cost. It was worth spending nearly $1,000 for one night, though, because doing so made your wife happy and you'll do literally anything to make your wife happy.

You're naked on your knees in the hotel room you booked and paid for. Your hands are cuffed behind your back. It's such a simple thing but it makes you feel damn near helpless.

You're wearing a pair of semi-sheer black panties. Your cock is soft and small in them. Your wife shaved off all your pubic hair just a few hours ago and you feel naked without it. As much as you hate to admit it, the soft material of the panties feels remarkably good against your hairless cock and balls, though.

You're also wearing a pair of lace top stockings. You protested having to wear them but you knew it was pointless. Your wife simply looked at you like she was disappointed with your protest and you hung your head and put the stockings on while she watched with her hands on her hips.

Once you were dressed in your stockings and panties she put you on your knees and cuffed your hands behind your back. She instructed you to remain in that position until she gave you permission to move.

More than an hour has passed and you haven't seen her since she stepped into the bathroom. You know she's getting ready. She's beautifying herself for his arrival. She's doing her hair and makeup. She's putting on her lingerie. She's dressing to entice and arouse the man she's invited to the hotel room.

You're not sure of her plans for you, though. You know she intends on humiliating you - it makes her pussy wet to humiliate you - but other than that she hasn't offered you even a small hint of what the night holds for you.

Your wife emerges from the bathroom wearing the same stockings as you, but she’s put on a lace and faux-leather bodysuit that makes her breasts look especially sexy. The elbow length gloves made from the same faux leather material are a perfect accessory to an outfit designed to inspire the kind of intense arousal you feel as you stare at her.

Your cock stirs immediately. She smiles and saunters towards you, taking her time to cross the short distance between the bathroom and your spot on the floor.

"Are you going to be a good boy tonight?" she asks.

"Yes."

She extends her foot and you feel the tip of her heel rub against your cock and balls. The exquisitely soft fabric of the panties brushes against them, offering a gentle touch of pleasure. A delicate, feminine scent fills your nose and you recognize it as the perfume that your wife wears exclusively for her bull. As always, you get aroused when you smell that perfume as memories of the many times she's cuckolded you fill your head.

"Do you like your pretty panties?" she asks.

"Yes," you answer. "Thank you for dressing me in them. Thank you for dressing my small cock in a pretty pair of panties."

Your answer pleases her. She likes it when you embrace your humiliation, when you show her that you understand your place. "And the stockings?"

The truth is, the stockings feel good. Perhaps that's just because you've never worn them before, but you like the sensation of the nylon against your skin. You like that it's just a little bit tight, that it serves as a constant reminder that you've been dressed in women's lingerie because your wife desired it.

"I like them," you say. "They feel good on my legs. They feel...feminine."

She caresses your face and her gloved fingers come to rest under your chin. The fabric is soft and cool and there's something exciting about it.

"Is it nice to feel feminine? Does it make you feel more like yourself? Like a good little cucky boy that's going to watch his wife get fucked by a tall, muscular, gorgeous alpha male?"

You nod. Your dick is now straining in your panties so there's no point in denying that all of this turns you on. It does. Of course it does.

"Yes, I like...I like feeling feminine when your bull is going to fuck you. I didn’t know that would turn me on, but it does."

She smiles, pulls her foot from between your legs, and bends over to kiss you softly. Her lips feel utterly perfect and you're surprised - in the best way possible - when her tongue slips into your mouth. You moan as you enjoy the way she probes your mouth and then watch as she stands up, turns, and walks to the bathroom.

Your wife returns holding a bottle of perfume. She approaches with a smile, bends over slightly - giving you a wondrous view of her breasts - and then sprays you with the perfume.

You close your eyes and you can't help but inhale. Your cock continues to strain against your panties. You feel the nylons against your legs. You feel the femininity and it feels right.

You move to stroke your cock and feel an ache in your wrists and shoulders. You remember that your hands are cuffed behind your back. You've never been cuffed before and you're not sure why your wife has put you in this light version of bondage.

"Why the handcuffs?" you ask.

She smiles, sets her perfume on the nightstand, and says, "I have a feeling they'll be necessary for tonight."

Her lips curl into a devilish smile and your pulse quickens as you try and imagine what she has in store for you tonight. You haven't worn panties before. You haven't worn stockings before. You haven't worn perfume before. It seems like a night of firsts, so it seems likely that whatever is going to happen is something you've never done before.

Her bull arrives before your mind can travel too far down the road of cuckold humiliations that you've not yet traveled. You know there are so many of them, and yet once he steps into the room your focus is entirely on the sight of your wife and her bull engaging in a long, slow, deep, passionate kiss as his strong hands roam over her beautiful, lingerie-clad body.

"I've missed you," she says softly.

He smiles. He likes that your wife misses him. He likes that she craves him when they're not together. The bulge in his pants makes it perfectly clear that he's missed her too.

He looks like he's about to say something when he glances your way. The words he was going to offer up disappear as he smiles. "I like the new attire for your cuck."

Your wife turns and he steps behind her. He cups her breasts and squeezes them as they both look at you. Your cock throbs in the panties as you watch another man touch your wife with such authority.

"The panties and stockings are going to help keep his ego in check tonight," she says. "They're going to act as a reminder that he's the lesser man in the room. He knows that, of course, but sometimes a cuckold's ego rises up and spoils things."

"Feminize him a little and it's harder for his ego to feel like it has the right to rise up," her bull says.

Your wife caresses the bulge in his pants before unzipping him. Her fingers slip inside and a moment later she pulls out his cock. She strokes him while staring at his long, thick shaft and then looks at you.

"This big cock of yours makes it harder for his ego to get out of control, too," she says. "After all, even when he's hard as a rock my cuck hubby is quite a bit smaller than you."

You feel the humiliation. You're dressed in stockings and panties and you smell like women's perfume. Your hands are cuffed behind your back and your wife has her gloved fingers around another man's cock, around the cock that's going to fuck her tonight, around the cock that's going to expel a thick load of cum into her pussy tonight.

Your wife kisses her bull while stroking his dick. You see their tongues entwine and you groan as you try once again to masturbate, only to be foiled - and painfully so - by the handcuffs.

"Why don't you take the rest of your clothes off," your wife says to her bull.

He smiles and she turns and walks towards you. Soon she's all you can see as you look up at her. She puts her hands on her hips and smiles. "Are you going to be a good cuck hubby tonight?"

"Yes, I will."

She reaches out and caresses your face. She traces a finger over your lips and they part ever-so-slightly. Your wife smiles and that gloved finger pushes onto your tongue. You feel a charge of energy. The invasion of your mouth is oddly thrilling given that it's so simple. She pushes deep enough that you nearly gag and she smiles.

"You'll have to work on that," she says.

You're about to ask what she means when she presses a finger against your lips and shushes you. You let go of your need to know what she meant and your wife slides her gloved finger into your mouth again. Then she adds a second. She presses them onto your tongue and says, "Suck for me."

Your pulse quickens as you close your lips around her gloved fingers and suck on them. She moves them in and out of your mouth, doing so slowly and with a look of arousal on her face. That arousal seems to transfer to you as you feel your cock throbbing in the tight, semi-sheer black panties she dressed you in.

"You look so good like that," she says softly.

Her bull appears behind her. You see him kiss her neck. His hands move down her torso and grasp her waist. He pulls her hips back a little and she moans, though she maintains eye contact with you the entire time.

Then your wife pulls her fingers from your mouth, wipes the saliva on your cheek, and steps aside. Suddenly you're staring at her bull's thickly muscled torso and his long, veiny cock with a remarkably plump head.

Her bull steps closer and you lean back instinctively as his cock approaches. He takes another half step and stops. A distinctly man-like scent fills your nose and mingles with your perfume. You stare at the head of his cock for a few moments before looking up at your wife.

"What is this?" you ask.

She smiles. "I think you know."

You shake your head.

"I want this," she says. "I've been craving this, in fact. I've been thinking about it constantly and I want it. It's getting to the point where I feel like I need it. I need to feel that sensation of power when you do as I want you to. I need to feel that surge of lust that rushes through me when you surrender to the humiliation I want you to feel."

You glance at his cock and then back at your wife. "Please, no."

She smiles and drops to her knees next to you. She kisses your cheek and neck. She reaches down and plays with your cock through the thin, delicate material of your panties.

"Your cock and balls are shaved smooth. You're dressed in panties. You're wearing stockings. You smell like a woman. You watched me kiss my bull and play with his cock and you got hard. In the past, you've watched him fuck me in a 69. You've eaten his cum out of me numerous times. You've licked his cum off my tits and ass too. Before we started fucking bareback you'd dress his cock in a condom before he fucked me. This is just a small step forward. This is just a small evolution for you, cucky. It's time for you to become the cocksucker you were always meant to be for me."

Your dick is so hard it hurts. You hate that you're so hard and that you're almost certainly going to surrender to your wife's desires, but you're so turned on.

"Please, I don't want to."

"That's not true," she whispers before kissing your neck in a manner that both relaxes and arouses you. "What’s true is that you don't want to be the kind of man that wants to suck cock, and I understand that, but we both know that you want this. We both know that you want to feel the things a man like you feels when he sucks the dick of a superior man, especially when he sucks that dick moments before it fucks his wife."

She's right. You just don't want to be the kind of man that's turned on by blowing his wife's bull. You are, though. Your dick is hard. Your body is humming with desire. This turns you on. All of it. It's agonizing, of course, but it's arousing and there's no denying that.

Your wife stands and puts a hand on the back of your head. She applies gentle pressure and you push back to resist. You refuse to move. You can't do this. You can't surrender to this.

Your dick is so hard, though. You can feel your desire to do it. She's right. You're dressed in panties and stockings. You smell like a woman. You've eaten his cum out of her and off of her. You've put a condom on his cock. You've done so many humiliating things that it's not like they're actually going to think differently of you after you do this one.

You let her push your head forward. You feel the spongy head of his cock against your lips. You close your eyes because it feels easier to do this without having to look at him or his cock.

"Open up, cucky," she says softly. "Take him in your mouth. Take his superior cock in your mouth and suck on it for me."

Your body trembles with arousal.

You hate that you're so turned on. You love that you're so turned on.

You hate that your wife knew you'd be into this. You love that your wife knows you so well that she understood that you'd get off on sucking her bull's cock.

You take him in your mouth. You hear him moan. You hear your wife moan. You moan with them.

Something inside you releases. The tension you felt at humiliating yourself in this manner is gone. You're doing it. You're sucking cock. You're humiliating yourself by being a cocksucker for your wife and her bull. Your dick is hard as a rock in the panties she dressed you in, which makes the whole thing so much more humiliating.

Her hand moves away from the back of your head. She drops to her knees next to you. She puts her hand on your thigh and her gloved fingers dance over your bare, warm flesh.

"That's it, cucky," she whispers before kissing your neck. "Suck his cock for me. Suck that big, beautiful dick. Get it wet and hard so it slides into your wife's pussy with ease. Be a good cuck fluffer for me."

You commit to it. You suck dick for your wife. You push down on his shaft until you can't take anymore and then pull back while sucking hard. You run your tongue back and forth over the underside of his dick while making sure that your lips are folded over your teeth to prevent causing him any pain.

"My pussy is soaked," she whispers. "It's such a turn on to watch you suck dick for me, cucky. It makes me so wet to see you give head to my bull, to see you prepare the cock that's going to satisfy me tonight."

She plays with your dick and you moan around the thick shaft in your mouth. You hate to admit it, but you like giving head. You like the way his dick stretches your lips. You like how soft the head feels as your lips and tongue move over it. You like how...how humiliating it feels to be on your knees in front of a man that is clearly superior to you, at least physically and sexually speaking.

"His balls need pleasure too," your wife says. "Suck them, cucky."

You bull back and she grasps his cock and lifts it out of the way. He leans forward and you drop down a little to take one of his balls in your mouth. You feel his heavy cock rest on your forehead while you do as your wife desires and suck her bull's balls.

They're the source of the manly scent. You can taste it. You can smell it. It's on your face now. You'll probably smell it all night as you watch him fuck her. It's humiliating and thrilling at the same time.

"You're so good at this, cucky. It's almost as if you were always meant to do this," she says.

She might be right. You might have always been destined to be the kind of man that fluffs cock for his wife.

"I'm going to have you suck cock several times tonight," she says as you nurse his balls. "You'll suck him clean multiple times as he fucks me. You'll suck him clean after he cums inside me. You'll fluff him to get him hard so he can fuck me a second time. You'll suck him clean again. I might even have you suck on his balls while I ride him. Before the night is over there will be no doubt in either of our minds that you're my cocksucking cuck hubby."

It's humiliating to admit, but that's what you want. You want to suck dick as many times as she wants you to. You want to fluff him. You want to taste her pussy on his cock. You want to be the cuckold cocksucker - and ball sucker - you both know you were meant to be.

You'll thank her - and her bull - when it's all over. You'll show your gratitude at their willingness to push you further into the cuckold humiliation you crave. For now, though, you're going to enjoy being cuffed, feminized, and turned into a cocksucker.