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You spent nearly an hour pleading with your girlfriend to agree to just one date with your bully. When she finally gave in, her response was cold and cutting — "I'm going to make you wish he beat you up instead."

My girlfriend tends to get a little too bold when she drinks, and after running into a friend at a bar, she seemed set on getting her "nightly prize." When we came back to the house, she sent me to the guest room for some privacy, and from the sounds I heard through the wall, it was probably for the best

About a month ago, you and your wife had a heated argument over why one of your "friends" kept trying to chat with her on Instagram. You insisted it was just harmless friendliness, but your wife wasn't so quick to be convinced.

Since then, it's become a regular occurrence to come home to your wife stubbornly proving you wrong, and prove she was right all along.

It took months of mental debate before you worked up the courage to confess to your girlfriend. You had spent so much time jerking off to cuckold porn before you decided you wanted to be cucked yourself. Upon hearing your girlfriend's reaction you couldn't be happier.

Little did you know that she had been waiting for the right opportunity to fuck him behind your back. She thought that someone who couldn't stand up for themselves should even be allowed near her pussy, and from the stories you've told, he seemed more fitting.

He’d warned you again and again, about the rumors people said when they thought you weren’t listening. Stories about your girlfriend and her wandering loyalty. You didn’t want to believe it. You couldn't. So you challenged him: Prove it. You had completely forgotten about the conversation until his message lit up your screen. One week. That’s all it took. While you were grinding through another shift at work, he was grinding himself into your girl.

My girlfriend loves to send me post-sex selfies to remind me how quickly my "friends" would betray me, and how easily she can do it behind my back

There's a special kind of power you feel when you know you are the one who wears the pants in the relationship. Well... let's be real, any of you losers reading this don't know what I'm talking about. It's a power that has my boy toys begging me to fuck a better dick than they can provide. A power that gets their cocks nice and hard just thinking of the way a real man can make me scream. Don't worry, if you don't think that could be you just you wait, all my little gooners come around to turning into my little cucks sooner or later. Well anyways, I have to go, there's a hung stud waiting for me.