Now the title of the story isn’t really true because a cucky is born that way; I just helped him discover it.
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My ex and I were in a cuckold relationship for close to two years after breaking up, but after we broke up, he couldn’t let go of me and kept sending me both random messages and messages about wanting to meet up and talk. We had issues I don’t want to get into in this post, but I didn’t want to meet with him and wanted to let go of the relationship.
But he was persistent. Message after message. Then he started talking about what I think he wanted to know the most, and that is if I’m fucking someone new. At first I ignored the messages and didn’t want to engage, but eventually I broke too and wanted to make him a cuck again.
I told him details of sex with a guy I started fucking. He wanted videos and pictures, but the guy I was seeing wasn’t into that, and even if he was, I didn’t want to give my ex the pleasure of seeing it. I still wanted to hurt him somehow. I wanted to show him what he lost and how pathetic he truly is. And eventually I did.
I made my ex pay for all my dates with the new guy. I made him pay for all the dinners, experiences, travel, and new underwear I bought to wear for the new guy. I kept telling him how pathetic he is to spend money I use for another guy to fuck me, but the more I humiliated him, the more he wanted to spend.
I kept sending him pictures of the restaurants and experiences I bought for us with his money, and eventually I started telling him details of sex between us.
This went on for months. He spent thousands of dollars on our dates. He’d pay for it all, get pictures of the date, and then I’d send him a voice message of how we fucked after the date. And that was all the interaction we had. When I planned a date, I just shot a message to my cuck and told him to send a certain amount of money for the date.
Eventually, he stopped replying, and I haven’t talked to him since that.