Kaliko
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I had a relationship with my (ex, sort of) Dominant in which, for part of it, I suppose I was a cuckquean of sorts, but Lord I hate that silly name. Have you done that type of thing before? I would highly recommend taking it in small steps. We started out by him looking at pictures and talking about other women while I pleasured him, then we brought it into the real world where he would comment to me about how beautiful other women are and the things he would want to do with them, and eventually, how I compared to them. This was, actually, over the course of years, I would say. It wasn't intentional. We weren't "practicing." We just got there because that's where we were going naturally. Anyway, it did finally get to the point where he was having sex with other woman, choosing to spend his time with them instead of me. And no, I was not seeing other men. He didn't always share whether he actually had sex with them or not, which I felt to be even more delicious than knowing he did. The not knowing is intriguing. The thought of them becoming emotionally close was a fabulous mind-trip for me, and I have to say, I was kind of jumping up and down with joy when I realized that I really could handle sharing his affections in a more intimate way than just sex. During that time, I was not actually having sex with him. I serviced him in plenty of other ways, but we just didn't do that one thing, or a couple of other things, that are more risky when multiple partners are involved. That, I have to say, was fucking awesome as well, but...that's kind of my thing. If that's not for you, then you may have to come to a different arrangement. I've read quite a bit about cuckqueans, and what I can't really relate to is the hurt that some of them go through. I'm not into it to cry and feel devalued. If I was all that sad about it, as some of these women seem to be, I wouldn't do it. I'm into it because I love, love, love the emotional challenges and hurdles my brain has to go through. The range of response is so interesting and sometimes so very surprising. I remember the first time he told me "She's prettier than you." Now, him loving me like he loves me, I'm positive that he, himself, probably struggled with whether he was even going to say that. But I loved it. I like to be reminded that I'm not all that, and that a man can find another woman attractive and I will just have to sit down and like it, and how wonderful for me to be able to say "Yes, she is...I can see why you like her." Toward the end, I was offering to paint wine glasses for them to sip wine in together. So, I enjoy it because it is sexually appealing to me, but it's sexually appealing to me because it's my own little mind trip. (And, if you're wondering, he is not an ex-sort of because of this. If we do wind up together again, I will happily jump right back into this dynamic. Well, maybe I will climb on top of him and fuck him a few times first, but then...yep...right back again. I love it.) I suppose I should add that I guess not all cuckquean activities involve that humiliation aspect...but they do in my lovely world. :)
< Message edited by Kaliko -- 9/7/2011 8:20:09 PM >
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