The Open Relationship Talk

​ I found it quite appalling that despite everything I have to put up with, YOU were the one who initiated the open relationship conversation. Our sex life has been terrible because of YOU… and quite frankly, the thought: “how many other women did he intend on disappointing with his nonexistent skills in bed?” blared in My mind. It turns out that that’s not the kind of open relationship you were seeking. You don’t intend on fucking anyone. You don’t even intend on fucking ME, because you know that you’re unqualified, undeserving, and unworthy. You’ve done some soul searching and settled on a new sexual identity: one of a cuck. I think this will be a mutually beneficial arrangement, considering that I’ve merely tolerated the sex we’ve been having, and I was just about to give up. If you want to be a cuck in the corner with his little dick locked up while he watches his girlfriend get railed by someone far more qualified (and well-endowed)… then your wish shall be granted. I’ve been fantasizing about a proper fucking for quite some time. There will be no rules to who I fuck, when I fuck… and you will be in chastity for as long as I wish. I’ll allow you to stroke to Me outlining your future as My cuckolded boyfriend, but after this, we’re going shopping for a chastity device.​ ​Sound good? Oh wait — it doesn’t matter, because I’ve already made up My mind.​