Cuckold

Why I’m Not A Cuckold

I remember the first time I had an experience where I realized I wasn’t into humiliation. I had a casual play partner who, while we were having our second round of sex, started in on some humiliation that she enjoyed.

We were going at it pretty heavily and she was getting close to orgasm when she uttered the words that would make me realize I’m not into humiliation:

“Yeah? You think you can get me off with that little cock of yours?”

I stopped fucking her at that moment.

Me:”What? But just a few minutes ago you were talking about how great my cock was and how it filled you up so full and how you loved it.”

Her: “It does, I’m just really into small cock humiliation”.

Me: “Why would you say something that isn’t true? Either you’re lying when you say you love my big cock or you’re lying when you say I have a little one.”

Her: “I thought it would turn you on.”

Me: “Why would the feeling of being inadequate turn me on?”

Her:”It turns on a lot of submissive guys, look I wouldn’t be fucking you if you actually had a small one.”

She’s also the first person who learned slapping my face was a way to make me leave the room in tears instead of making me hard.

We were chatting a few days later and she started in on, what she thought, was sexy talk.

Her:”I’m going to tie you up and fuck another guy right in front of you”.

Me: “If you want to fuck another guy then you should fuck another guy. Why would you have me tied up in the same room just to make me feel bad? That’s what most people call, being an asshole.”

Her:”Are you calling me an asshole?”

Me:”Do you want me to feel bad?”

I don’t remember how the conversation ended. I had never heard of the term “cuckold” before. I didn’t even know that was a thing. Had I known that there was such a thing as cuckolding and other types of humiliation I probably would have handled it a bit better. I could have been more calm and rational and simply said that type of play is a huge turn-off.

Unfortunately I’ve found that I’m probably too sensitive when it comes to these types of things.

Maybe that’s why I respond so strongly to being objectified as a sex-object. Something wanted and desired so badly that she can’t help but just fucking take me.

That feeling is the opposite of rejection.