Deleting This

A cuckquean is a girl who gets off on her man having sex with other girls but there are several different types. The girls he has sex with can be referred to as “vixens”, “other women”, “mistresses”, “girlfriends” or the slightly awkward “cuckcakes”. Note that while I talk about sex here some cuckqueans can focus more on the relationship and romance element. Here’s a list of some common types. It’s not unusual for an individual cuckquean to share traits from different categories.

Compersive cuckquean

Takes pleasure in the pleasure of her man, other girls, or both of them together. Focused on their happiness and enjoyment in a sexual or altruistic way. You could describe it as the opposite of jealousy although in practise both will mix.

Humiliation cuckquean

Sexually aroused by humiliation and has found her man having sex with other girls to be an effective way to achieve it. Can be based around just her man or the girls, both in combination, or the idea of being in some way publicly shamed for being cheated on or taken advantage of.

Voyeuristic cuckquean

Her main enjoyment comes from voyeurism and so simply likes to watch her man have sex with other women. Not always directly watching but listening to, watching video or even just hearing a description.

Submissive cuckquean

Sexually submissive and explores that through the potential power imbalance between her man and herself as a cuckquean.

Raceplay cuckquean

Primarily focused on raceplay and interracial sex. She either likes her man to have sex with girls of other races, or if the relationship itself is already interracial may like to see him have sex with girls of the same race as he is. Sometimes there will be a focus on one particular race, other times it will be a broader interest.

Pragmatic cuckquean

Uses the cuckquean fetish as a way of solving a problem like being too controlling or jealous or confronting feelings of paranoia about being cheated on or betrayed. She might not actually become a cuckquean in real life because just exploring the idea can be enough to resolve her issues. If she does though, it’s likely that she’ll naturally find herself falling into one or more of the other categories here.

Lesbian cuckquean

Usually in denial about being a lesbian she finds herself extremely attracted to other girls but lives vicariously through her man’s vixens. Jumps at the first opportunity to have sex with them, rationalising her feelings away by calling it “just a threesome” or that she’s being “forced” to serve other girls by them or her man. Sometimes not in denial at all but deliberately and purposely trying to live as a straight girl using the cuckquean fetish as a kind of pressure release valve or even to avoid straight sex.

Non-consensual cuckquean

Not a cuckquean naturally but forced into it as part of a consensual non-consent relationship. Forced meaning compelled by her own committent. In other words she’s agreed to hand over control of her sexuality and consent to a man and one of the ways he expresses and tests that control is by having sex with other girls.

Cheating cuckquean

“What’s that on your face, baby?” I look at him, questioningly. He traces around my eye, gentle enough to not hurt me. “How did you get such a nasty black eye?”

I stare at him, confused. “You gave it to me because I came home late…”

He shakes his head. His thumb presses into the bruise and I flinch in pain. “Don’t lie. No one would ever believe such a ridiculous lie. Tell me how it happened.”

“But Daddy it’s true, you hit me yesterd–” A short, hard smack to the face ends my sentence. He grabs my throat. He holds his arm back, ready to strike.

“Last chance to tell the truth.”

A tear escapes and rolls down my cheek. I hate these games. I never win his games. I don’t even know when we’re playing anymore. “I opened the cupboard door and… it hit my face?”

He slaps my face, hard. My ears are ringing and my face is throbbing in pain. He gets ready to strike me again. “I’m not convinced, are you lying to me?”

“No, Daddy, please… I opened the door and hit myself in the face. Please don’t hurt me Daddy, please.” He slaps me again, almost his full strength. I taste blood. I struggle against him and try to talk between sobs. “I opened… the… door and–” he backhands my face and I moan in pain. He glares at me, and curls his hand into a fist.

I force myself to stop crying, managing to form a sentence before the sobs return. “I opened the cupboard door and hit myself in the face. That’s why I have a black eye. Please believe me, please, please.” I beg him, my eyes swimming with tears, my head aching from his blows.

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If thats what you are.

I’m a stupid selfish fuck slave who needs this blog to look at porn and fantasize about all the things that have happened and will happen to me. I have no limits and want nothing but cruelty. In return I’ll provide nothing but love and obedience. 

If you don’t want me to breathe you shouldn’t have to bear it. Just choke me out or put me in a ball gag and kick me so I lose consciousness. 

If you don’t want me eating real food, please serve me gruel and mix in a little of your piss to sweeten it, if I’ve been good. I’ll beg for it if necessary. 

And of course I’ll wake you up with a blowjob. There’s nothing better than a nice, thick dick to choke me in the morning. 

But if you need to shit and don’t want to interrupt the blowjob, than please by all means I’d prefer it if I could keep blowing you while you take your morning shit. 

After I’ve drained your balls dry of cum, of course please let me swallow your piss while you sit on the toilet. 

We’ll have to work out whether you would like to lovingly clean your dirty asshole with toilet paper AND my tongue or just solely my tongue. Let’s say for now you just want me to kneel down behind you and clean your shit out of your asshole with toilet paper while you take a business call with your boss. You have important work to do, menial tasks like this are for me. That way you can stand in the bathroom and do your important man work while your fuck slave takes care of her job. Of course, even if it was paper, I’d gladly finish you off with my tongue once you’re clean. 

But I’m a worthless cunt so I’ve probably done something wrong. Beat the ever living fuck out of me for displeasing you and not cleaning you well enough. I know if I didn’t do such good a good job using my tongue to please you but I understand if one day, when you have a prettier cunt, you want to cut it off. 

In fact, when you HAVE found a prettier cunt and don’t need me anymore, please have her blow you seductively and allow me to express my love and adoration one last time before you cut the tendons on my throat with your knife. I promise my last thoughts will be how much I love you and how much I hope your new slave will please you as much as I did. 

But for now, I still have my youth and beauty, so please make full use of my tight little fuckdoll body. First base is anal, second is ass to mouth. I go to first on the first date. 

But if you don’t want to bother asking my name or getting to know me, just slip something in my drink, then drag my pathetic holes back to your sex dungeon and rape me to your hearts content.

I would never, ever try to escape. I promise, you will only need to chain me to places because I both look good in chains and because I’m so stupid I get distracted easily. As a woman there’s naturally a strong undercurrent of hysterical emotional mumbling underneath everything I do, which is as strong a thought as I’m able to formulate. So while I would never run, unless you chain me to the stove to cook your dinner I’ll probably get distracted and wander off. 

That’s only for the beginning though until you’ve trained me. I imagine your beatings would be so harsh and unforgiving, and your brainwashing and mind control so total and thorough,  that even my tiny peanut cunt brain could learn quickly. Eventually I’ll be so well trained I’ll anticipate your every need and I’ll be able to follow your eyes as you read so I can turn the pages for you, and stand at attention with a water jug while you’re watching tv to refill it whenever you take a drink. 

Of course, if you just want someone to adore your massively, kingly, scepter-like dick while you ignore them and watch the game, just click your fingers. Once for a nice, slow blowjob, twice for a quick throatfuck, three times for anal, and four times for me to pleasure you with my pussy (Pussy is the last because I assume it’s going to be the rarest). 

I’ll be as loud or quiet as you want. If you want to whip my bare back and have me only sigh in pleasure instead of screaming, I will. 

I know I don’t deserve pleasure, but obviously sometimes you’ll like to remind yourself what an intense masculine man you are and how much pleasure you can bestow upon women, so while I would imagine most of our fucking sessions will be anal or a cunt numbed by numbing cream, occasionally you’ll want me to remind you how gooooood at sex you are and how amazing you’re capable of making me feel, and I’ll just cum over and over and over and over on your cock, because it’s the cock of a god. I can ask you permission every time or you can just pound away and I’ll just keep cumming because I love you so much. This is up to you though. If you want me to never cum again, I never will (although I’d imagine you want me edging every day so my cunt is always wet and frustrated). 

You definitely do not love me though, and that’s completely to be expected. Most of the time we fuck I definitely will not cum. I don’t deserve love. So every time you fuck me, I’d imagine it’s going to be my ass while you whip my back. Of course I’ll clean your shaft with my mouth afterwards and dry it with my hair. 

As your pleasure slave and body slave, as your maid and servant, as your property and possession, it’s also my duty to keep the body you own, which I inhabit, up to your exacting high standards. My titties are big enough and my waist is small, but I need to make sure they stay that way. Maybe while you’re away at work and after I finish cleaning your house, I could do a brutal workout regime to keep it in shape. And one can never do many squats! I want to have a big, full, nice, firm as for you to grab onto while you’re buttfucking me to your hearts content.

Don’t worry about staying in shape though. Your couch doesn’t care how heavy you are when you sit on it’s face, why would I care?

If you have a big, heavy belly I’ll edge thinking about it. You’re the perfect adonis no matter what. You’re zeus and I’m some gross filthy peasant woman you’ve deigned to fuck for a day. 

And part of keeping my body pretty is that I should always remain hairless below my eyebrows. I’ll be completely and totally hairless. Of course it would never even occur to you to shave your crotch. You’re my owner, your pleasure is tantamount. You should never be put through the slightest inconvenience. Besides, I love the taste of your skin and hair on my tongue. 

Staying thin shouldn’t be an issue, as five times a day I’ll suck nutritious, grey gruel. That’s most of my meal intake, filled with protein and vitamins and served in a doggie bowl. Usually there will be piss mixed into it, but maybe cum on my birthday? If you let me keep my birthday that is and not give me a new one or remove it all together. I’ll lick the bowl clean and thank you for the honor of being allowed to be fed, (and then wash it clean, as I’m the one doing the dishes).

As a reward, once I get up to your incredibly high standards, would you allow me to feast on your scraps once you’ve finished your breakfast? It’ll be a scant amount of food of course, as I’ll cook you delicious, delicious meals every single day, so you’ll eat it all, but if I’m allowed, then after you’re done and have no more use for me, then I can eat the leftover crusts on your plate and lick the plate clean before I rub it on my needy, undeserving cunt. I’d not be worthy of this honor, of the honor of putting something in my mouth that was once in your mouth, but you’re such a kindly man that you’ll allow me, won’t you? I don’t want to get greedy though. The only thing from your mouth that belongs in my mouth is your spit. 

Slap me in the face and tell me to open my mouth, then spit into it while I look at you with shining eyes and swallow it. Or spit on my face of course.

One of the things I enjoy the most is while you’re brushing your teeth, I’ll be worshipping you on my knees, and you can yank my hair back and make me open my mouth so you can spit the toothpaste into my mouth. Or if you don’t even want that much effort you can just spit in my hair. 

I wear nothing but what you want me to at all times. Including nothing at all. Including heels. I always do my makeup. I always reapply my makeup. I want you to get hard just by looking at me. 

And of course, we haven’t even talked about the most important thing: all the ways I’ll drain your beautiful cock and amazing balls of that delicious white gold. I’ll like your balls gently or furiously, and you’ll have to slap when I’m too fast or too slow. Maybe I’ll never get it. But your slaps are pleasure and reward enough, since you’re touching me. I’ll do anything to get your cum: I’ll lap it up off the floor, I’ll eat it mixed into my gruel, I’ll lick it out of a sister slaves’ freshly fucked asshole, I’ll long to feel you blow your load into MY asshole (if I’m given the honor), I’ll paint my big fat udders with it, or I’ll simply swallow it quietly and directly if you just want me to pleasure you while you’re doing something else important. I won’t make a sound when you don’t want me to so as not to disturb your football watching, and when you do want me to make a sound I’ll moan and scream your name as you cover me with your delicious seed.