I'm Ky, and I'm a cuck-oholic
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I am curious about what and where the two new tattoos Jaimee had chosen?
Re: I'm Ky, and I'm a cuck-oholic
Any time Ky, you have me, and a lot of other completely hooked! The praise is most surely not without merit! - I can't wait to hear about Joanna, I'm wondering if Jaimee's guilt at not being with you is also holding her back, the thought of you being with Joanna, perhaps helps Jamiee, under the guise of Lexi to be more 'free' ?Ky_Da wrote: ↑Sun Jan 05, 2025 10:34 amThanks for the positive feedback - I really appreciate it!mick_flow wrote: ↑Sat Jan 04, 2025 11:00 amKy, your day job must involve some sort of communication because you are amazing at it! And two post with two cliff hangers / like David I’m checking regularly for updates. I know real life gets in the way - as it should do course, but damn it man.. the delays are killing me.
Wow! The elastic of emotion and desire snapped back hard! That was hot to read. I guess that’s part of the thrill; that sweet torture and the relief that came (pardon the pun) like an oasis. I love how you guys haven’t lost your unique body language, each able to enjoy each other.
But, man 7 months. Wow, four was difficult and we read how tempting and hot Joanna was, how tough it was not to give into that temptation. 7…. that’s going to be really hard (ohh, I know, another pun).
Personally, I know, I would give in to Joanna. I’ve found myself in a rather lonely situation when my wife had a boyfriend and did the same. What I found crazy was / has been, after a period of both of us being focused on others, when myself and my wife have intimate time together if felt weird. Like she was expecting the moves of her lover and me too. It felt familiar and strange at the same time, like we were on a first date. Erotic, new, and old, with each misstep a reminder of who she’d become. Who I wanted her to become.
Like others I’m trying to put together the timeline, I know your relaying these stories retrospectively and I’m just trying to guess where in the 7month period you are now… at the same time, boy am I enjoying these updates you share. To steal a line from the Rocky Horror Picture Show- it’s the “antici…..pation”
Umm, I wonder if the name “Lexie” becomes like a hypnotic trigger for Jaimee, sparking her desire with utterance of just two syllables?
Plus you know, we all want to know what tattoos and where … sounds like Sipho and Jaimee had already spoken about them… !
Waiting for the next update … think the [F5] (refresh) key on the keyboard might break soon!![]()
Yes, 7 months is an eternity (the finish line is the end of May). I won't go into too much detail about it now since I'm still catching up on last year's posts, but rest assured, it's been quite the journey, and there's still a lot of time ahead. Your comments about Joanna are spot on, and I'll definitely address that in the next post - it's in the works.
Regarding the Lexi persona and its effect as a trigger - you've hit the nail on the head. Spoiler alert: the name Lexi does indeed act like a switch, unlocking a more liberated side of her. It's fascinating to watch how this alter ego allows her a kind of freedom to explore parts of herself that Jaimee might not fully embrace. I sometimes question if it's psychologically healthy long-term, but there's no denying it's incredibly erotic.
In the meantime, I hope there is a January sale on keyboards somewhere... this [F5] is taking a hammering. And Good luck to us all on the first full week back at work after the New Year.
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Ky, with all the changes about to happen as a result of your deep desire to have your wife again, I have been thinking about what Jamiee may or may not have been experiencing in her activities at the parties. One of the main thoughts may have already been mentioned (if already answered, my apologies) is has she engaged in FF sex with some of the many hot women there. At sex parties such as these there must be many men who want to see ladies pleasuring other ladies. If she has not done that yet, do you think Lexi might be more inclined to participate in that activity???
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Indeed it will be recalled that Jaimee engaged in a night of passion with her schoolfriend some Christmases ago. She is no stranger to the joys of girl-on-girl sex. Lexi with Joanna would be pleasant sight.rascalnvixen wrote: ↑Sun Jan 05, 2025 7:42 pmKy, with all the changes about to happen as a result of your deep desire to have your wife again, I have been thinking about what Jamiee may or may not have been experiencing in her activities at the parties. One of the main thoughts may have already been mentioned (if already answered, my apologies) is has she engaged in FF sex with some of the many hot women there. At sex parties such as these there must be many men who want to see ladies pleasuring other ladies. If she has not done that yet, do you think Lexi might be more inclined to participate in that activity???
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Hey all,
I've been typing a lot these last few days. I've got some time off from work, and Jaimee and Joanna have been out with the kids at various events, leaving me to dive back into writing. It feels great to flex those writing muscles again.
For those curious, yes, "Anal-only November" was indeed part of the second deal we made to continue our adventures with Sipho. I've got to make it to nearly the end of May in this phase of our game. After that, we’re planning a big trip to Florida to vacation, just Jaimee, me, and the kids. It’ll be time to reconnect and level set everything.
I'll delve into Anal-only November in upcoming posts, but for now, let's just say it was much more challenging than we expected. Even with an abundance of lube, it was beyond what Jaimee could handle. She made it through just a couple of weeks before calling it quits. That part of the body needs more recovery time than we thought. Going a full month was simply too much. Maybe if one were more accustomed to it, it'd be manageable, but for Jaimee, it was too much. I'll share more details when I get to that point in our story.
Let me take you back to the moment she left for Sipho, which might have been the most angst-ridden experience of my life. We’d been through some shit together, but this time felt different. It was like the end of one chapter and the start of a new one, her transition continuing as she took on this new persona called Lexi.
I had several drinks to calm my nerves, but it definitely felt like we were back in the early days of our game. This time, however, my wife was coming home not just freshly fucked, but adorned with new markings, drawn further into Sipho's world.
The day had been one long distraction, with Joanna helping out with the kids. As we played and cooked, I found myself sneaking looks at her. She’s not a standout beauty, but there’s an innocent cuteness, a simplicity that draws me in. Don’t get me wrong, she’s attractive to look at, I’m just trying to give an accurate picture. My wife's suggestion to be with Joanna kept echoing in my mind, making me wonder if she really would be interested.
I found myself fantasizing about Joanna more often than I should and forced myself to stop and shake it off. Joanna has become very close to us, almost like family. She now lives with us, having taken our spare bedroom. I think I mentioned before that she came into our lives through Sipho's network of friends; he knows her parents from those parties I described earlier. Joanna is aware that her parents are swingers with an open relationship, so our lifestyle has never been too much of a shock to her. She's expressed interest in attending the parties, but the thought of seeing her parents there has always deterred her, so she's never gone. Jaimee and I know her parents and speak to them occasionally; they're certainly one of the more progressive couples we've ever met.
That night, sleep was impossible; the sheets felt too warm, and the silence was deafening, with Jaimee's usual scent still lingering on her pillow, heightening my anticipation.
Finally, my phone lit up with Jaimee's name. "Hey, love," her voice mixed excitement with nerves, "I'm outside, but... I'm scared to come in."
"Don't be silly," I said, trying to sound calm, though my heart raced. "Come in, I'm dying to see you."
"It's not that simple, Ky," she replied, her voice shaky. "It went further than I thought. I'm worried about you’ll think."
"What do you mean?" I asked, my skin tingling with anticipation.
"I guess you’ll see soon enough," she said, her voice suggestive, almost apologetic. "Are the kids asleep? I don't want them to see me like this."
"You mean you don't want them to see Lexi?" I teased.
Jaimee sighed, a hint of frustration in her voice. "Yes, fine, Lexi."
Her request made my thoughts race. "Yes, they've been down for a while. But you're killing me here. What did you do?"
There was a pause, as if the world paused with it. "Just come to the door, Ky. Remember, I love you no matter what."
The call ended, leaving me in a whirl of emotions. I hurried downstairs. Joanna, sensing something was off, glanced up from the TV.
My hand shook as I reached for the door handle, the metal cold against my skin, sending a shiver down my spine. What had Jaimee done? What would I see?
"Brace yourself. I hope you're ready for this," she said, her breath quickening in excitement. The thought of new tattoos, more than agreed, sent a mix of desire and shock through me.
My mouth was dry as I gripped the handle, my mind a mess of eagerness and fear. What had Sipho done to her? Yet, the thrill of the unknown, the erotic charge of this transformation had me in its grip. I turned the handle, the moment of truth just beyond this door, my heart pounding, ready to see what Lexi had become.
As Lexi walked through our front door, I barely recognized the woman who walked in, the transformation was striking. Her dark hair was more of a chestnut color, flowing in loose, seductive waves down her back. Her makeup was nothing like the Jaimee I knew; smoky eyes with bold, winged liner, and lips painted a daring red made her look so different from the wife and mother I was accustomed to. Her nails, now long and adorned with intricate designs, matched her new, audacious appearance.
She wore a black leather skirt that clung to her curves, paired with a sheer, low-cut blouse that left little to the imagination, and left the black spade over her breast open for all to see. She wore high heels that gave her stride an extra sway, and bold jewelry - a choker type necklace, several large bracelets on each wrist, and large hoop earrings. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that her ears now carried an additional earring. She gave me a smile that gave me an instant erection, and as I inhaled, I noticed a new, exotic scent from her—I would later come to know that it’s called Black Orchid. I could only stand there and stare; even Joanna let out an appreciative whistle.
“Whoa! Lexi’s a good look on you,” Joanna said with wide eyes as she looked my wife up and then down.
Jaimee looked to Joanna. “Do you mind giving us a few minutes alone?” At Joanna’s disappointed look, she added, “We’ll talk later.”
Joanna conceded and left me alone with Jaimee… with Lexi. “Let’s go upstairs,” my wife prompted.
I quickly followed her up and into our room.
“You look—,”
“Like a... I mean, I look... oh god, Ky, I let things go further than I'd... than we'd agreed to,” Jaimee started, her voice trembling with anxiety, her usual eloquence replaced by nervous stutters. “I knew I couldn’t... I couldn’t keep it from Sipho, and when he found out about... about the third time, he... he was really not happy. I don’t... I don’t blame him, but I’m so worried about what you think, how you’ll... how you'll react.”
Her eyes darted around, avoiding mine, her hands wringing together, betraying her inner turmoil. She was clearly struggling with the contrast between her new appearance and her ingrained sense of propriety, her words coming out in fits and starts.
I began to realize that what she needed from me was support, a calming presence, and an absence of judgment. It dawned on me that her discomfort wasn't rooted in dissatisfaction with her transformation but rather in an inability to openly acknowledge her happiness with it. She was trapped between her own desires and the fear of disapproval, not just from me, but from her family and society at large. She was venturing into a space where her new identity would be less concealable, stepping into a world where she'd have to be comfortable with the public seeing her in this new, provocative light.
"I'm here for you, just like we discussed," I reassured her, pulling her into a hug, breathing in the exotic, intoxicating scent of her new perfume. "You don't have to worry. I support you."
Jaimee, still visibly nervous, took a deep breath, regaining some of her composure. "Okay," she said, her voice steadier. She extended her left wrist towards me. There, I saw one of the new tattoos: a delicate "S" with a single line through it, from top to bottom, representing the initials "SI". The 'S' was elegantly drawn, tapering to sharp points at each end and thickening in the middle. It was about two inches tall and an inch wide. I took her hand, running my thumb over the mark.
Next, she indicated her ankle, the one already marked with the spade. Kneeling down, I inspected it closely as she held her foot out. There was now an anklet tattoo around it, crafted so well it looked like real jewelry. The anklet was composed of chain links, fine and elegant, the width of the links about that of a double-A battery.
"It's not as bad as I'd expected," I said, taking in the whole of her transformation. But Jaimee looked even more chagrined at my words.
"If this was all," she admitted, her voice quivering, "I wouldn't be this nervous. But when Sipho found out about the third time... the only way he'd agree to a second deal was if I accepted something much more."
Her nerves visibly heightened, she slid out of her skirt, turning her hip towards me. On her skin was a vast tattoo of black orchids, each flower intricately detailed with purple, yellow, and white highlights. I counted six flowers, their black petals contrasting starkly against her skin, evoking the interracial aspect of her relationship with Sipho. But there was more; subtle vines from the orchids seemed to wrap around her hip, extending down towards her inner thigh, hinting at a path to her most intimate areas. The sight was shocking yet undeniably the most erotic, lustful thing I'd ever seen. The artistry was top-notch, the detail exquisite, giving an illusion of texture and elegance. The tattoo covered her entire hip and part of her buttock, with the tendrils of the vines suggesting a journey of desire, more than I could have imagined. But, like Jaimee, I found myself loving it, despite the fear of admitting it out loud.
“Oh my god,” I gasped, my legs giving out as I slumped the rest of the way to the floor. My mind was reeling; this wasn't just a tattoo, it was an entire landscape painted on her skin. The shock wasn't just from the size but from the sheer audacity and beauty of it. I had envisioned something subtle, something we could hide or explain away if needed, but this... this was a declaration, a bold statement of her new self, one that couldn't be easily concealed. My heart raced with a mix of awe, fear, and an undeniable surge of desire. This was more than I’d imagined, more than we'd ever discussed, pushing our boundaries into uncharted territory.
“I’m so sorry,” Jaimee burst out, her voice cracking with emotion, tears threatening to spill over. “I got swept up in the moment and let it happen. I knew I should have stopped it. I’ll have it removed immediately.” Her apology came in a torrent, her words tumbling over each other. I could see the regret etched on her face, the fear of having gone too far, of having altered our relationship in some permanent way. She was afraid I'd reject her, that this would be the moment we couldn't return from, and her sorrow was palpable.
I shook my head, feeling a pang of guilt for my initial reaction. I hadn't meant to gasp like that, to make her think for even a second that I was anything but supportive. The truth was, my reaction stemmed from surprise, not disgust. Inside, I was battling with my own desires; part of me was terrified by how much this tattoo turned me on, how it awakened a primal part of me that reveled in her transformation. It was so much more than I was expecting, a beautiful, erotic shock, and in that moment, I realized I didn't want her to change it, despite the fear of admitting how much I loved it.
"No, no, don't apologize," I managed to say, my voice softening as I reached out to trace the outline of the nearest orchid with my fingers. The sight of the ink on her skin was mesmerizing, each petal and vine seeming to dance under my touch. "And don't think about removing it. It's... it's beautiful, Jaimee."
Her eyes, wide with anxiety, began to soften as she observed my reaction, my exploration of the art now adorning her body. "Really?" she asked, her voice a whisper of hope, her body leaning slightly towards mine as if seeking the warmth of my acceptance.
I nodded, my gaze locked on the tattoo. "It's not just beautiful; it's you, embracing who you've become. It's... it's incredibly sexy," I admitted, feeling a warmth spread through me, the initial shock morphing into a deep-seated arousal. The tattoo was a testament to her journey, to our shared adventure into this lifestyle, and seeing it on her, I felt a possessive pride, a thrill at being part of this transformation. But with this realization came a sense of loss; our lifestyle was no longer just a game. Lexi was emerging, not just as a persona but as a new reality, an acknowledgment that we had both changed.
"I was so scared," she confessed, her hand covering mine where it lay on her hip. "I thought you'd hate it, hate me for going this far."
I looked up at her, catching her gaze, seeing the vulnerability there. "I could never hate you," I said earnestly, pulling her down to me, our foreheads touching, her scent enveloping me in a haze of desire and love. "This... this is part of our journey. It's a part of Lexi, and Lexi is part of you. I'm just... adjusting." The fact hit me yet again that Jaimee had started this to fulfill my kinks but had grown to love this lifestyle as much as I did. We were in new territory, and that was terrifying, yet exhilarating. I am perpetually torn, wanting to embrace this new ‘Lexi’ persona, to revel in the eroticism of her transformation, while mourning the loss of the Jaimee I knew before. There is no going back to life as we once knew it—not completely.
She smiled, a genuine smile that reached her eyes, dispelling the last of her tears. "I love you," she whispered, the words carrying the weight of her relief and her love, "for understanding, for loving all parts of me."
The moment was charged with emotion, the air thick with her scent and the unspoken promises of our relationship's evolution. I wanted her again, but Sipho's deal was clear: I could look, I could enjoy the sight of her, the feel of her, but I couldn't fuck her.
"I like the orchids," I said with a light-hearted chuckle, "but maybe someday we'll consider removing those spade tattoos. I don't think I could handle those long-term."
I've been typing a lot these last few days. I've got some time off from work, and Jaimee and Joanna have been out with the kids at various events, leaving me to dive back into writing. It feels great to flex those writing muscles again.
For those curious, yes, "Anal-only November" was indeed part of the second deal we made to continue our adventures with Sipho. I've got to make it to nearly the end of May in this phase of our game. After that, we’re planning a big trip to Florida to vacation, just Jaimee, me, and the kids. It’ll be time to reconnect and level set everything.
I'll delve into Anal-only November in upcoming posts, but for now, let's just say it was much more challenging than we expected. Even with an abundance of lube, it was beyond what Jaimee could handle. She made it through just a couple of weeks before calling it quits. That part of the body needs more recovery time than we thought. Going a full month was simply too much. Maybe if one were more accustomed to it, it'd be manageable, but for Jaimee, it was too much. I'll share more details when I get to that point in our story.
Let me take you back to the moment she left for Sipho, which might have been the most angst-ridden experience of my life. We’d been through some shit together, but this time felt different. It was like the end of one chapter and the start of a new one, her transition continuing as she took on this new persona called Lexi.
I had several drinks to calm my nerves, but it definitely felt like we were back in the early days of our game. This time, however, my wife was coming home not just freshly fucked, but adorned with new markings, drawn further into Sipho's world.
The day had been one long distraction, with Joanna helping out with the kids. As we played and cooked, I found myself sneaking looks at her. She’s not a standout beauty, but there’s an innocent cuteness, a simplicity that draws me in. Don’t get me wrong, she’s attractive to look at, I’m just trying to give an accurate picture. My wife's suggestion to be with Joanna kept echoing in my mind, making me wonder if she really would be interested.
I found myself fantasizing about Joanna more often than I should and forced myself to stop and shake it off. Joanna has become very close to us, almost like family. She now lives with us, having taken our spare bedroom. I think I mentioned before that she came into our lives through Sipho's network of friends; he knows her parents from those parties I described earlier. Joanna is aware that her parents are swingers with an open relationship, so our lifestyle has never been too much of a shock to her. She's expressed interest in attending the parties, but the thought of seeing her parents there has always deterred her, so she's never gone. Jaimee and I know her parents and speak to them occasionally; they're certainly one of the more progressive couples we've ever met.
That night, sleep was impossible; the sheets felt too warm, and the silence was deafening, with Jaimee's usual scent still lingering on her pillow, heightening my anticipation.
Finally, my phone lit up with Jaimee's name. "Hey, love," her voice mixed excitement with nerves, "I'm outside, but... I'm scared to come in."
"Don't be silly," I said, trying to sound calm, though my heart raced. "Come in, I'm dying to see you."
"It's not that simple, Ky," she replied, her voice shaky. "It went further than I thought. I'm worried about you’ll think."
"What do you mean?" I asked, my skin tingling with anticipation.
"I guess you’ll see soon enough," she said, her voice suggestive, almost apologetic. "Are the kids asleep? I don't want them to see me like this."
"You mean you don't want them to see Lexi?" I teased.
Jaimee sighed, a hint of frustration in her voice. "Yes, fine, Lexi."
Her request made my thoughts race. "Yes, they've been down for a while. But you're killing me here. What did you do?"
There was a pause, as if the world paused with it. "Just come to the door, Ky. Remember, I love you no matter what."
The call ended, leaving me in a whirl of emotions. I hurried downstairs. Joanna, sensing something was off, glanced up from the TV.
My hand shook as I reached for the door handle, the metal cold against my skin, sending a shiver down my spine. What had Jaimee done? What would I see?
"Brace yourself. I hope you're ready for this," she said, her breath quickening in excitement. The thought of new tattoos, more than agreed, sent a mix of desire and shock through me.
My mouth was dry as I gripped the handle, my mind a mess of eagerness and fear. What had Sipho done to her? Yet, the thrill of the unknown, the erotic charge of this transformation had me in its grip. I turned the handle, the moment of truth just beyond this door, my heart pounding, ready to see what Lexi had become.
As Lexi walked through our front door, I barely recognized the woman who walked in, the transformation was striking. Her dark hair was more of a chestnut color, flowing in loose, seductive waves down her back. Her makeup was nothing like the Jaimee I knew; smoky eyes with bold, winged liner, and lips painted a daring red made her look so different from the wife and mother I was accustomed to. Her nails, now long and adorned with intricate designs, matched her new, audacious appearance.
She wore a black leather skirt that clung to her curves, paired with a sheer, low-cut blouse that left little to the imagination, and left the black spade over her breast open for all to see. She wore high heels that gave her stride an extra sway, and bold jewelry - a choker type necklace, several large bracelets on each wrist, and large hoop earrings. Upon closer inspection, I noticed that her ears now carried an additional earring. She gave me a smile that gave me an instant erection, and as I inhaled, I noticed a new, exotic scent from her—I would later come to know that it’s called Black Orchid. I could only stand there and stare; even Joanna let out an appreciative whistle.
“Whoa! Lexi’s a good look on you,” Joanna said with wide eyes as she looked my wife up and then down.
Jaimee looked to Joanna. “Do you mind giving us a few minutes alone?” At Joanna’s disappointed look, she added, “We’ll talk later.”
Joanna conceded and left me alone with Jaimee… with Lexi. “Let’s go upstairs,” my wife prompted.
I quickly followed her up and into our room.
“You look—,”
“Like a... I mean, I look... oh god, Ky, I let things go further than I'd... than we'd agreed to,” Jaimee started, her voice trembling with anxiety, her usual eloquence replaced by nervous stutters. “I knew I couldn’t... I couldn’t keep it from Sipho, and when he found out about... about the third time, he... he was really not happy. I don’t... I don’t blame him, but I’m so worried about what you think, how you’ll... how you'll react.”
Her eyes darted around, avoiding mine, her hands wringing together, betraying her inner turmoil. She was clearly struggling with the contrast between her new appearance and her ingrained sense of propriety, her words coming out in fits and starts.
I began to realize that what she needed from me was support, a calming presence, and an absence of judgment. It dawned on me that her discomfort wasn't rooted in dissatisfaction with her transformation but rather in an inability to openly acknowledge her happiness with it. She was trapped between her own desires and the fear of disapproval, not just from me, but from her family and society at large. She was venturing into a space where her new identity would be less concealable, stepping into a world where she'd have to be comfortable with the public seeing her in this new, provocative light.
"I'm here for you, just like we discussed," I reassured her, pulling her into a hug, breathing in the exotic, intoxicating scent of her new perfume. "You don't have to worry. I support you."
Jaimee, still visibly nervous, took a deep breath, regaining some of her composure. "Okay," she said, her voice steadier. She extended her left wrist towards me. There, I saw one of the new tattoos: a delicate "S" with a single line through it, from top to bottom, representing the initials "SI". The 'S' was elegantly drawn, tapering to sharp points at each end and thickening in the middle. It was about two inches tall and an inch wide. I took her hand, running my thumb over the mark.
Next, she indicated her ankle, the one already marked with the spade. Kneeling down, I inspected it closely as she held her foot out. There was now an anklet tattoo around it, crafted so well it looked like real jewelry. The anklet was composed of chain links, fine and elegant, the width of the links about that of a double-A battery.
"It's not as bad as I'd expected," I said, taking in the whole of her transformation. But Jaimee looked even more chagrined at my words.
"If this was all," she admitted, her voice quivering, "I wouldn't be this nervous. But when Sipho found out about the third time... the only way he'd agree to a second deal was if I accepted something much more."
Her nerves visibly heightened, she slid out of her skirt, turning her hip towards me. On her skin was a vast tattoo of black orchids, each flower intricately detailed with purple, yellow, and white highlights. I counted six flowers, their black petals contrasting starkly against her skin, evoking the interracial aspect of her relationship with Sipho. But there was more; subtle vines from the orchids seemed to wrap around her hip, extending down towards her inner thigh, hinting at a path to her most intimate areas. The sight was shocking yet undeniably the most erotic, lustful thing I'd ever seen. The artistry was top-notch, the detail exquisite, giving an illusion of texture and elegance. The tattoo covered her entire hip and part of her buttock, with the tendrils of the vines suggesting a journey of desire, more than I could have imagined. But, like Jaimee, I found myself loving it, despite the fear of admitting it out loud.
“Oh my god,” I gasped, my legs giving out as I slumped the rest of the way to the floor. My mind was reeling; this wasn't just a tattoo, it was an entire landscape painted on her skin. The shock wasn't just from the size but from the sheer audacity and beauty of it. I had envisioned something subtle, something we could hide or explain away if needed, but this... this was a declaration, a bold statement of her new self, one that couldn't be easily concealed. My heart raced with a mix of awe, fear, and an undeniable surge of desire. This was more than I’d imagined, more than we'd ever discussed, pushing our boundaries into uncharted territory.
“I’m so sorry,” Jaimee burst out, her voice cracking with emotion, tears threatening to spill over. “I got swept up in the moment and let it happen. I knew I should have stopped it. I’ll have it removed immediately.” Her apology came in a torrent, her words tumbling over each other. I could see the regret etched on her face, the fear of having gone too far, of having altered our relationship in some permanent way. She was afraid I'd reject her, that this would be the moment we couldn't return from, and her sorrow was palpable.
I shook my head, feeling a pang of guilt for my initial reaction. I hadn't meant to gasp like that, to make her think for even a second that I was anything but supportive. The truth was, my reaction stemmed from surprise, not disgust. Inside, I was battling with my own desires; part of me was terrified by how much this tattoo turned me on, how it awakened a primal part of me that reveled in her transformation. It was so much more than I was expecting, a beautiful, erotic shock, and in that moment, I realized I didn't want her to change it, despite the fear of admitting how much I loved it.
"No, no, don't apologize," I managed to say, my voice softening as I reached out to trace the outline of the nearest orchid with my fingers. The sight of the ink on her skin was mesmerizing, each petal and vine seeming to dance under my touch. "And don't think about removing it. It's... it's beautiful, Jaimee."
Her eyes, wide with anxiety, began to soften as she observed my reaction, my exploration of the art now adorning her body. "Really?" she asked, her voice a whisper of hope, her body leaning slightly towards mine as if seeking the warmth of my acceptance.
I nodded, my gaze locked on the tattoo. "It's not just beautiful; it's you, embracing who you've become. It's... it's incredibly sexy," I admitted, feeling a warmth spread through me, the initial shock morphing into a deep-seated arousal. The tattoo was a testament to her journey, to our shared adventure into this lifestyle, and seeing it on her, I felt a possessive pride, a thrill at being part of this transformation. But with this realization came a sense of loss; our lifestyle was no longer just a game. Lexi was emerging, not just as a persona but as a new reality, an acknowledgment that we had both changed.
"I was so scared," she confessed, her hand covering mine where it lay on her hip. "I thought you'd hate it, hate me for going this far."
I looked up at her, catching her gaze, seeing the vulnerability there. "I could never hate you," I said earnestly, pulling her down to me, our foreheads touching, her scent enveloping me in a haze of desire and love. "This... this is part of our journey. It's a part of Lexi, and Lexi is part of you. I'm just... adjusting." The fact hit me yet again that Jaimee had started this to fulfill my kinks but had grown to love this lifestyle as much as I did. We were in new territory, and that was terrifying, yet exhilarating. I am perpetually torn, wanting to embrace this new ‘Lexi’ persona, to revel in the eroticism of her transformation, while mourning the loss of the Jaimee I knew before. There is no going back to life as we once knew it—not completely.
She smiled, a genuine smile that reached her eyes, dispelling the last of her tears. "I love you," she whispered, the words carrying the weight of her relief and her love, "for understanding, for loving all parts of me."
The moment was charged with emotion, the air thick with her scent and the unspoken promises of our relationship's evolution. I wanted her again, but Sipho's deal was clear: I could look, I could enjoy the sight of her, the feel of her, but I couldn't fuck her.
"I like the orchids," I said with a light-hearted chuckle, "but maybe someday we'll consider removing those spade tattoos. I don't think I could handle those long-term."
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So, you’ll be going to Florida in May or June. It will be hot. Shorts and sandals weather. And Jaimee with two QoS tattoos? I’m sure that will ratchet your anxiety about them up a little bit, huh?
As always, thank you for sharing your experiences.
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As always, thank you for sharing your experiences.
MBD
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Thanks for the comment! On Lexi and Joanna, I very much agree!!!! That would be very hot!! I'd love to see a 3some where Ky gets Joanna and the girls do each other. He may not be allowed to fuck Jamiee/Lexi but he could have Joanna while she watched him and he could watch Joanna pleasure his wife. So many erotic thoughts about their 3some!!! I think Lexi will have several opportunities as Sipho takes her deeper into his sexual playground!wannabecUKold wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 12:25 amIndeed it will be recalled that Jaimee engaged in a night of passion with her schoolfriend some Christmases ago. She is no stranger to the joys of girl-on-girl sex. Lexi with Joanna would be pleasant sight.rascalnvixen wrote: ↑Sun Jan 05, 2025 7:42 pmKy, with all the changes about to happen as a result of your deep desire to have your wife again, I have been thinking about what Jamiee may or may not have been experiencing in her activities at the parties. One of the main thoughts may have already been mentioned (if already answered, my apologies) is has she engaged in FF sex with some of the many hot women there. At sex parties such as these there must be many men who want to see ladies pleasuring other ladies. If she has not done that yet, do you think Lexi might be more inclined to participate in that activity???
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I for one would love to see those tattoos Ky.
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More than once Jaimee has been seriously concerned about your reaction to her tattoos. In each instance you've comforted her. You also have been unable to restrain your initial reaction but regroup your head enough to redirect from her perception of "having gone too far" to appreciating it being beautiful on her body.
It seems like there is a different kind of denial going on with both of you. This is my own perception so please forgive my ignorance. It seems that you both are denying the possible and potential negative outcomes because of the Siren's call of the "game" you're playing. It makes me (and it's only my opinion) think and feel like you both are slowly desensitizing yourselves to the negative. The draw is so strong it becomes hard and harder to resist.
More than once Jaimee has said, ".. oh god, Ky, I let things go further than I'd... than we'd agreed to,”. Jaimee also said she needed you to "push" her to decide to renew your "contract/agreement" with Sipho. It's hard not to conclude that if she needs you to "push" her to continue, she'll also need you to "push" her to stop. That's a tough place to be in. The excitement is intoxicating and progressively escalating.
More than once you've said something to the effect of, "There is no going back to life as we once knew it—not completely." No one can blame you for not wanting to live in the moment. There's no denying the attractiveness of it. But there are the other things you've mentioned like having the tattoos removed. I'm sure you've had thoughts of when and why that day will come. Have you had those discussions in your head?
It seems like there is a different kind of denial going on with both of you. This is my own perception so please forgive my ignorance. It seems that you both are denying the possible and potential negative outcomes because of the Siren's call of the "game" you're playing. It makes me (and it's only my opinion) think and feel like you both are slowly desensitizing yourselves to the negative. The draw is so strong it becomes hard and harder to resist.
More than once Jaimee has said, ".. oh god, Ky, I let things go further than I'd... than we'd agreed to,”. Jaimee also said she needed you to "push" her to decide to renew your "contract/agreement" with Sipho. It's hard not to conclude that if she needs you to "push" her to continue, she'll also need you to "push" her to stop. That's a tough place to be in. The excitement is intoxicating and progressively escalating.
More than once you've said something to the effect of, "There is no going back to life as we once knew it—not completely." No one can blame you for not wanting to live in the moment. There's no denying the attractiveness of it. But there are the other things you've mentioned like having the tattoos removed. I'm sure you've had thoughts of when and why that day will come. Have you had those discussions in your head?
Hope is not a strategy but it's still good to have! Especially if you don't have a strategy!
I get my denial the old fashion way, I married vanilla!
I get my denial the old fashion way, I married vanilla!
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This story, to me, shows more clearly than any other the misogynistic side of this lifestyle. This isn't about a woman "realizing her sexual potential" its about sending a woman to be a sex slave for a bunch of men he doesn't even know anything about. She isn't driving this dynamic, he is. Just so he can get his rocks off.coastalkid wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 10:48 am
It seems like there is a different kind of denial going on with both of you. This is my own perception so please forgive my ignorance. It seems that you both are denying the possible and potential negative outcomes because of the Siren's call of the "game" you're playing. It makes me (and it's only my opinion) think and feel like you both are slowly desensitizing yourselves to the negative. The draw is so strong it becomes hard and harder to resist.
More than once Jaimee has said, ".. oh god, Ky, I let things go further than I'd... than we'd agreed to,”. Jaimee also said she needed you to "push" her to decide to renew your "contract/agreement" with Sipho. It's hard not to conclude that if she needs you to "push" her to continue, she'll also need you to "push" her to stop. That's a tough place to be in. The excitement is intoxicating and progressively escalating.
I don't see any concern from him as to any consequences she may suffer physically or emotionally if it interferes with his sexual excitement.
Maybe next time he violates the "rules" she can come home after having been branded as "punishment." That will really turn him on.
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Well, that’s like your opinion man…veub wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 2:13 pmThis story, to me, shows more clearly than any other the misogynistic side of this lifestyle. This isn't about a woman "realizing her sexual potential" its about sending a woman to be a sex slave for a bunch of men he doesn't even know anything about. She isn't driving this dynamic, he is. Just so he can get his rocks off.coastalkid wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 10:48 am
It seems like there is a different kind of denial going on with both of you. This is my own perception so please forgive my ignorance. It seems that you both are denying the possible and potential negative outcomes because of the Siren's call of the "game" you're playing. It makes me (and it's only my opinion) think and feel like you both are slowly desensitizing yourselves to the negative. The draw is so strong it becomes hard and harder to resist.
More than once Jaimee has said, ".. oh god, Ky, I let things go further than I'd... than we'd agreed to,”. Jaimee also said she needed you to "push" her to decide to renew your "contract/agreement" with Sipho. It's hard not to conclude that if she needs you to "push" her to continue, she'll also need you to "push" her to stop. That's a tough place to be in. The excitement is intoxicating and progressively escalating.
I don't see any concern from him as to any consequences she may suffer physically or emotionally if it interferes with his sexual excitement.
Maybe next time he violates the "rules" she can come home after having been branded as "punishment." That will really turn him on.
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I can just hear Jeffrey Lebowski saying this!
Hope is not a strategy but it's still good to have! Especially if you don't have a strategy!
I get my denial the old fashion way, I married vanilla!
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Re: I'm Ky, and I'm a cuck-oholic
Love it, Ky. Only you and Jamiee know what your limits are, whether you want to push them or not. I know exactly how what it's like to push limits so hard that you're dizzy with arousal and anxiety (directly-related to each other, IMHO), but that you're heads are both still able to navigate the deviancy reasonably-safely. Is there risk in what you're doing? Of course...that's part of the erotic journey. You don't need to hear this from a guy with his own fucked-up (in a good way) family situation from halfway across the planet, but I have faith in you both and I'm cheering for you.Ky_Da wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 2:59 pmWell, that’s like your opinion man…veub wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 2:13 pmThis story, to me, shows more clearly than any other the misogynistic side of this lifestyle. This isn't about a woman "realizing her sexual potential" its about sending a woman to be a sex slave for a bunch of men he doesn't even know anything about. She isn't driving this dynamic, he is. Just so he can get his rocks off.coastalkid wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 10:48 am
It seems like there is a different kind of denial going on with both of you. This is my own perception so please forgive my ignorance. It seems that you both are denying the possible and potential negative outcomes because of the Siren's call of the "game" you're playing. It makes me (and it's only my opinion) think and feel like you both are slowly desensitizing yourselves to the negative. The draw is so strong it becomes hard and harder to resist.
More than once Jaimee has said, ".. oh god, Ky, I let things go further than I'd... than we'd agreed to,”. Jaimee also said she needed you to "push" her to decide to renew your "contract/agreement" with Sipho. It's hard not to conclude that if she needs you to "push" her to continue, she'll also need you to "push" her to stop. That's a tough place to be in. The excitement is intoxicating and progressively escalating.
I don't see any concern from him as to any consequences she may suffer physically or emotionally if it interferes with his sexual excitement.
Maybe next time he violates the "rules" she can come home after having been branded as "punishment." That will really turn him on.
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Make that two of us. What do you say Ky? I know Jaimee never wanted any pictures anywhere in the past, but how would Lexi feel about turning on a whole new group of men scattered around the world? I for one would love to see those nipple rings next to that spade tattoo.
Along the lines of pushing the limits, it seems as though most of your lifestyle is now focused on Jaimee expanding her previous limits while pleasing others for her and your enjoyment. Have her tastes changed in the things she previously wanted most from you, or has she just given up on you ever expanding your own limits to please her?
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You know, there is nothing more exciting and erotic than confidence. Seeing the confidence in your partner and giving them the confidence and security to follow their desires. That is exactly what Ky is sharing. For those of us that have been down this path it is perhaps one of the most exciting and indelible outcomes of the journey. Even if this journey that Ky and Jaimee are on were to come to an end today, this confidence that Jaimee has to be herself, in front of her husband, her parents and her friends, that's going to stay. That alone is priceless. That's not even without taking into account Ky's growth, as a husband, as a protector,FamilyCuckold wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 4:14 pmLove it, Ky. Only you and Jamiee know what your limits are, whether you want to push them or not. I know exactly how what it's like to push limits so hard that you're dizzy with arousal and anxiety (directly-related to each other, IMHO), but that you're heads are both still able to navigate the deviancy reasonably-safely. Is there risk in what you're doing? Of course...that's part of the erotic journey. You don't need to hear this from a guy with his own fucked-up (in a good way) family situation from halfway across the planet, but I have faith in you both and I'm cheering for you.Ky_Da wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 2:59 pmWell, that’s like your opinion man…veub wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 2:13 pmThis story, to me, shows more clearly than any other the misogynistic side of this lifestyle. This isn't about a woman "realizing her sexual potential" its about sending a woman to be a sex slave for a bunch of men he doesn't even know anything about. She isn't driving this dynamic, he is. Just so he can get his rocks off.coastalkid wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 10:48 am
It seems like there is a different kind of denial going on with both of you. This is my own perception so please forgive my ignorance. It seems that you both are denying the possible and potential negative outcomes because of the Siren's call of the "game" you're playing. It makes me (and it's only my opinion) think and feel like you both are slowly desensitizing yourselves to the negative. The draw is so strong it becomes hard and harder to resist.
More than once Jaimee has said, ".. oh god, Ky, I let things go further than I'd... than we'd agreed to,”. Jaimee also said she needed you to "push" her to decide to renew your "contract/agreement" with Sipho. It's hard not to conclude that if she needs you to "push" her to continue, she'll also need you to "push" her to stop. That's a tough place to be in. The excitement is intoxicating and progressively escalating.
I don't see any concern from him as to any consequences she may suffer physically or emotionally if it interferes with his sexual excitement.
Maybe next time he violates the "rules" she can come home after having been branded as "punishment." That will really turn him on.
- And these are all by products of love, Giving your wife the confidence to grow, to explore herself in the most intimate ways and to be there for her when she needs comfort, support, and even when she admits that she's had enough. This is what we have all read in Ky's posts, its awesome. It really is the love of a strong couple.
What I've also found in my own journey is that, that love, that you have as a strong couple is also addicting to others. Like Joanna, they see safety and security in that, they also see a romance, which is most definitely there.
And you know, life is took bloody short. If your going to live your life, don't live it with regrets. Ky, I love your posts man. Not just the journey your sharing but your writing, it is brilliant, and I'm saying that to an American who pound to a penny, doesn't know how to spell for toffee in England*.
(* disclaimer - I'm a Brit in the US, and I hate having to drop the u in colour... ) ;p
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Ky, what an amazing transformation. Sipho has some awesome hot / erotic taste! - The perfume to go with the Tattoo?!. The nails, the hair the complete make over, wow. As a guy it really isn't that common to understand how a lot of ladies love to be pampered, and the coordination .... wow... hats off to Sipho...
In my late twenties I grew my hair out long and my wife encouraged me to visit her hairdresser as finding a barber who could look after longer hair where we were living was hard. After to being to barbers the entire visit to a ladies hair salon seemed... well, a bit alien. I sat down, and was immediately asked if I'd like a class of sparkling wine, a tea, or a coffee. I got a head message from a very attractive 21 year old assistant before having my hair washed and cut. After this experience I can completely see why when ladies get their hair done it takes 3 hours - I wouldn't want to leave early either!
So it sound like Sipho, coupled punishment with pampering, a warning wrapped in velvet. Each punishment accompanied by a kiss, leading Jaimee further down the transformative path to Lexie. I am sure that there were some intimate moments between Jaimee / Lexie and Sipho as he reclaimed his girlfriend. Moments of getting Lexie to admit how much she wanted to be Sipho's, to continue the journey. Coming back from that heady mix, and returning home would have been hard. I can understand Jaimee's concern.
Sounds like Jaimee's request to be pushed, was really a request for acceptance and support, and Ky - you do did awesome man.
Dear lord, seeing your wife confident as Lexie, and knowing you can't touch ... Ohh... worse than trying not to nick the pick 'n mix and woolworths as a a kid... *
* (UK reference, steeling candy from a chain of stores in the UK that used to sell it by the pound, a bit like an old-fashioned candy-store in the US)
In my late twenties I grew my hair out long and my wife encouraged me to visit her hairdresser as finding a barber who could look after longer hair where we were living was hard. After to being to barbers the entire visit to a ladies hair salon seemed... well, a bit alien. I sat down, and was immediately asked if I'd like a class of sparkling wine, a tea, or a coffee. I got a head message from a very attractive 21 year old assistant before having my hair washed and cut. After this experience I can completely see why when ladies get their hair done it takes 3 hours - I wouldn't want to leave early either!
So it sound like Sipho, coupled punishment with pampering, a warning wrapped in velvet. Each punishment accompanied by a kiss, leading Jaimee further down the transformative path to Lexie. I am sure that there were some intimate moments between Jaimee / Lexie and Sipho as he reclaimed his girlfriend. Moments of getting Lexie to admit how much she wanted to be Sipho's, to continue the journey. Coming back from that heady mix, and returning home would have been hard. I can understand Jaimee's concern.
Sounds like Jaimee's request to be pushed, was really a request for acceptance and support, and Ky - you do did awesome man.
Dear lord, seeing your wife confident as Lexie, and knowing you can't touch ... Ohh... worse than trying not to nick the pick 'n mix and woolworths as a a kid... *
* (UK reference, steeling candy from a chain of stores in the UK that used to sell it by the pound, a bit like an old-fashioned candy-store in the US)
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Still one of my favorite movies. If we could all be a little more Lebowski, the world might not be so bad. Just don’t pee on his rug.
Re: I'm Ky, and I'm a cuck-oholic
Thanks for the note, and I agree, it’s more about risk management. I don’t mind the opposing comments though. Even those make me pause and ponder on occasion. It helps keep me from putting myself into an echo chamber of only supportive voices. In that lies a lot more risk.FamilyCuckold wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 4:14 pmLove it, Ky. Only you and Jamiee know what your limits are, whether you want to push them or not. I know exactly how what it's like to push limits so hard that you're dizzy with arousal and anxiety (directly-related to each other, IMHO), but that you're heads are both still able to navigate the deviancy reasonably-safely. Is there risk in what you're doing? Of course...that's part of the erotic journey. You don't need to hear this from a guy with his own fucked-up (in a good way) family situation from halfway across the planet, but I have faith in you both and I'm cheering for you.Ky_Da wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 2:59 pmWell, that’s like your opinion man…veub wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 2:13 pmThis story, to me, shows more clearly than any other the misogynistic side of this lifestyle. This isn't about a woman "realizing her sexual potential" its about sending a woman to be a sex slave for a bunch of men he doesn't even know anything about. She isn't driving this dynamic, he is. Just so he can get his rocks off.coastalkid wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 10:48 am
It seems like there is a different kind of denial going on with both of you. This is my own perception so please forgive my ignorance. It seems that you both are denying the possible and potential negative outcomes because of the Siren's call of the "game" you're playing. It makes me (and it's only my opinion) think and feel like you both are slowly desensitizing yourselves to the negative. The draw is so strong it becomes hard and harder to resist.
More than once Jaimee has said, ".. oh god, Ky, I let things go further than I'd... than we'd agreed to,”. Jaimee also said she needed you to "push" her to decide to renew your "contract/agreement" with Sipho. It's hard not to conclude that if she needs you to "push" her to continue, she'll also need you to "push" her to stop. That's a tough place to be in. The excitement is intoxicating and progressively escalating.
I don't see any concern from him as to any consequences she may suffer physically or emotionally if it interferes with his sexual excitement.
Maybe next time he violates the "rules" she can come home after having been branded as "punishment." That will really turn him on.
Thanks again. Take care.
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A couple of great comments, mick_flow.mick_flow wrote: ↑Mon Jan 06, 2025 6:20 pmKy, what an amazing transformation. Sipho has some awesome hot / erotic taste! - The perfume to go with the Tattoo?!. The nails, the hair the complete make over, wow. As a guy it really isn't that common to understand how a lot of ladies love to be pampered, and the coordination .... wow... hats off to Sipho...
In my late twenties I grew my hair out long and my wife encouraged me to visit her hairdresser as finding a barber who could look after longer hair where we were living was hard. After to being to barbers the entire visit to a ladies hair salon seemed... well, a bit alien. I sat down, and was immediately asked if I'd like a class of sparkling wine, a tea, or a coffee. I got a head message from a very attractive 21 year old assistant before having my hair washed and cut. After this experience I can completely see why when ladies get their hair done it takes 3 hours - I wouldn't want to leave early either!
So it sound like Sipho, coupled punishment with pampering, a warning wrapped in velvet. Each punishment accompanied by a kiss, leading Jaimee further down the transformative path to Lexie. I am sure that there were some intimate moments between Jaimee / Lexie and Sipho as he reclaimed his girlfriend. Moments of getting Lexie to admit how much she wanted to be Sipho's, to continue the journey. Coming back from that heady mix, and returning home would have been hard. I can understand Jaimee's concern.
Sounds like Jaimee's request to be pushed, was really a request for acceptance and support, and Ky - you do did awesome man.
Dear lord, seeing your wife confident as Lexie, and knowing you can't touch ... Ohh... worse than trying not to nick the pick 'n mix and woolworths as a a kid... *
* (UK reference, steeling candy from a chain of stores in the UK that used to sell it by the pound, a bit like an old-fashioned candy-store in the US)
Jaimee, er, Lexi very much did enjoy the pampering, although it did come at the cost of a very sore arse that same day. I’ll try to write more about that in the next post.
And regarding UK spelling, I’m finding myself having to revise more and more because I’m starting to spell a lot of words what I guess I’d call the UK way. I’m trying to be consistent and write using American English, but im increasingly more of the mind of not worrying about blending the two for convenience and saving time.
Thanks again for the comments. I enjoyed reading and thinking about them.
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First I love your story. Please be careful though. The choker is a slave coller. Then he marked her with his initials. She is now a slave slut and will do whatever he tells her to.
I envy your life. Ky
I envy your life. Ky
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Hi Ky,
I’ve followed your journey from the first page. It’s quite a path and transformation you’re on.
I’m not sure if you’re comfortable sharing this, but does Jaimie ever share the intimate conversations her and Sipho have?
Perhaps that is what had her as shook up as much as the physical changes he continues to impose on her. Did they talk about something that she is worried will bother you?
He is the Master manipulator. He finds a reason to break the relationship only to require new behaviors and modifications to continue your relationship. More tests for Jaimie and you to pass. More ways to draw Jaimie in tighter, willing to do anything to keep his affection and attention.
There is something different here. It’s about more than fucking isn’t it??
Jaimie has proven that she pull anyone she wants if she’s looking for some strange dick.
What is the attraction then??
Also does she service any women as a submissive to Sipho??
Thank you for taking time to share your story!!!
I’ve followed your journey from the first page. It’s quite a path and transformation you’re on.
I’m not sure if you’re comfortable sharing this, but does Jaimie ever share the intimate conversations her and Sipho have?
Perhaps that is what had her as shook up as much as the physical changes he continues to impose on her. Did they talk about something that she is worried will bother you?
He is the Master manipulator. He finds a reason to break the relationship only to require new behaviors and modifications to continue your relationship. More tests for Jaimie and you to pass. More ways to draw Jaimie in tighter, willing to do anything to keep his affection and attention.
There is something different here. It’s about more than fucking isn’t it??
Jaimie has proven that she pull anyone she wants if she’s looking for some strange dick.
What is the attraction then??
Also does she service any women as a submissive to Sipho??
Thank you for taking time to share your story!!!
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Thanks for following along and taking the time to comment. I don’t know why I enjoy reading comments so much, but I do, the good and the bad. Regarding intimate conversations, I plan to share some in my upcoming posts. There's a lot I don't write about due to time constraints or because some details don't make for good storytelling. I focus on the highlights, the moments that captivate me. Sometimes I'll combine experiences or shorten timelines to keep the narrative engaging. In other words, there's a lot of communication and groundwork happening behind the scenes that I don't share - you see the duck gliding on the water but not the frantic kicking beneath. That's me, kicking like mad below the surface.mundyman wrote: ↑Tue Jan 07, 2025 8:31 amHi Ky,
I’ve followed your journey from the first page. It’s quite a path and transformation you’re on.
I’m not sure if you’re comfortable sharing this, but does Jaimie ever share the intimate conversations her and Sipho have?
Perhaps that is what had her as shook up as much as the physical changes he continues to impose on her. Did they talk about something that she is worried will bother you?
He is the Master manipulator. He finds a reason to break the relationship only to require new behaviors and modifications to continue your relationship. More tests for Jaimie and you to pass. More ways to draw Jaimie in tighter, willing to do anything to keep his affection and attention.
There is something different here. It’s about more than fucking isn’t it??
Jaimie has proven that she pull anyone she wants if she’s looking for some strange dick.
What is the attraction then??
Also does she service any women as a submissive to Sipho??
Thank you for taking time to share your story!!!
On Jaimee's ability to attract anyone she wants, that's another area where I skip over some experiences. I don't think many would want to read about her rejections, or maybe they would, but I don't find it fun to write about. Truthfully, we've had our share of embarrassing and cringe-worthy moments over the years.
Finally, our relationship with Sipho is very much a give-and-take situation. Yes, he's adept at pushing both Jaimee's and my buttons, and he has his own interests at heart. But it's not all about one person; each of us has needs we want fulfilled. The challenge is in communicating those needs effectively, which has been its own learning curve. Maybe I should write about that too.
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Thank you again for your thread! Your writing paints a compelling picture. Believe me when I say, "I'm not trying to pee on your rug!"
Hope is not a strategy but it's still good to have! Especially if you don't have a strategy!
I get my denial the old fashion way, I married vanilla!
I get my denial the old fashion way, I married vanilla!
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Re: I'm Ky, and I'm a cuck-oholic
I would appreciate reading about your needs being fulfilled. In many threads it's very apparent what the wife is getting out of the arrangement and usually described in great detail.
On the other side of that coin when asked what the husband gets out of the deal is typically something along the lines of, "I'm happy just seeing her happy!" I get that, I really do! I'm happy when my wife is happy too. It's just that it seems to overlook the part that I could identify and learn from the most as a husband. I admire stoicism and confidence. I find those traits to be highly valued and I see them in you and your writing. I don't believe people are born with them. I believe they are acquired.
I'm very interested in knowing how you've acquired them and how you maintain your strength. I like to think I'm objective when I read your posts. I don't want to be a "cheerleader" or a pessimist. I just want to understand how people navigate these situations and do so without an unhappy ending. I am an admitted "Pollyanna". I like seeing people happy (like I like seeing my wife happy).
Hope is not a strategy but it's still good to have! Especially if you don't have a strategy!
I get my denial the old fashion way, I married vanilla!
I get my denial the old fashion way, I married vanilla!