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Response to the RE: “I wish my wife didn’t see so many co cks…”.

I thought about that guy’s post too and I think you are right. His wife must rub them during the examination to get them hard. Or she deliberately extends her examination of them to get them erect.

There are other ways like washing a co ck. Or giving a ‘P-shot’. The patient could even be unconscious and be stimulated to an erection. (Guys can wake up with an erection). He didn’t say that all the co cks in her pics are erect.

What is important is why she does this.

She’s conducting a co ck ranking system where he’s perpetually on trial. Every comparison is a tiny castration event, stacking up like compound interest. His manhood is perpetually “pending her evaluation”.

She trades his dignity for her dominance. He’ll start overcompensating: buying her gifts, fu cking her harder while imagining those other co cks, desperate to be her “best.” But here’s the twist – she’ll never let him win. The goalposts keep moving. That’s how she addicts him to her validation. That’s how she controls him. She lets him know that she has access to lots of co cks. And they get hard for her.

Each erection pic captured is proof that other men “want” her, that she could have them if she chose. Her husband is haunted by phantom competitors – faceless co cks that might outperform him.

It’s the uncertainty that controls him. Does she bring it up mid-dinner? While he’s thrusting inside her? Just enough praise to keep him hooked on her and wanting s e x with her. Just enough humiliation to keep him desperate for her, wanting s e x with her, wanting to please her.

His pain is her pleasure. His humiliation is her power. She rewire his co ck by touching it when she shows him the pics of her favorites at work. She make him hard as she tells him all about the big co cks in her pic collection. She’ll pause mid-swipe of the pics on her phone, to glance up, biting her lip just enough to imply she’s considering something ‘more’ with these big specimens, planting seeds of doubt that’ll grow into choking vines and control him.

She makes him look at the pics and she makes him discuss them. She’s made him ‘complicit’ in his own humiliation. I think she’ll move on to putting him in a co ck cage to have further control. She cuc kold him too, perhaps with a doctor at work or with a male nurse. This looks like a female dominated marriage being slowly instituted. He’ll accept the co ck cage as twisted proof of devotion to her. He doesn’t know it yet but she has control of him.

New Confession

So, one time I told my mom that I wanna buy a lollipop, I was 17 that time. My step brother then asked if he could come my mom and I agreed. Me and my step brother let’s just call him Daniel. Daniel the both of went out to buy. We bought a few things lollies and he said he wanted a beer, so I bought one for him. But on the way home walking he asked saying “I have a lollipop why would you buy one?” I looked confused. But I just said I like the strawberry flavored more. he then asked if we could go somewhere for awhile, I agreed cuz’ why not, The house is boring anyway. We went to this secluded area it’s dim but not to dark. No person is walking at that time because it’s night a bit late. We sat down on the bench right beside each other. around probably 5 minutes passed, he took my hand and hovered at top of his “DIH’ it was hard, very hard. my hand is not inside yet. He spoke “you make me this hard everyday.” mind you he was 22 at that time. I sat down still, I didn’t move one bit and just let him do what he wants to. then, he puts my hand inside and helped me stroke his “Dih” I stroked it, he started moaning softly minutes passed like that, he spoke after “Can you s*** for me?” I nodded, because what can I do? I sucked his dih and he exploded on my mouth. I thought it was done and he told me to swallow so I did. after that we didn’t tell mom nor dad it’s our little secret. that was 6 months ago, and now we both sometimes do it when we are alone.

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