Reblog Faggot

You get back from the beach bar with the drinks- a pina colada for her and a beer for yourself- but she’s not there.

You look around, and spot her near the water talking to a stranger. You notice they’re standing very close to each other- too close. You watch as she laughs and places her hand on his chest, and that’s when you notice his muscular body, your eyes slowly drifting from her hand down to his chiseled abs, and then down further, to his bulge.

She starts getting more animated, waiving her hands around, saying something to him, then giggling, and then finally, she takes his hand and starts leading him towards you.

When they reach you, it’s clear what she’d said to him- “yes, I’m married… but, it’s ok, really! Come on, let me take you to meet my husband. You’ll see- he’s not an alpha male like you, he’s a little wimp who never stands up to me. Ever. And he certainly won’t stand up to you either. He’ll be so completely intimidated by you, trust me, he’ll do whatever you tell him to- just be firm. Works every time.”

They stop in front of you. She takes her drink from your hand, and then he reaches out and takes the beer. “See?” she says to him, “he won’t say a peep. Isn’t that right honey?”

You nod, looking down, blushing. Of course she’s right. You’re a beta, and now you’re going to be cuckolded. Again.

Sure am 💋

Isn't it time to admit it, sissy?

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