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I, Hritik (24) work at a law firm, and my girlfriend Riya works there too. She’s way out of my league—confident, gorgeous, everyone’s eyes are on her. I’m just the quiet average, pushover, loser guy.
Not long ago, Riya admitted to have slept with her boss – Gaurav, a rich and powerful guy. I thought my world ended. But she sat me down and talked me through it, “This is who you are, Hritik. You like being humiliated. You want this.” And she was right. I didn’t stop her. I let it keep happening. Basically, I became her cuck and tbh, enjoyed it.
She still sees him. To Gaurav and his friends at the firm, it looks like she’s cheating behind my back, but the truth is I know everything and I’ve embraced and accepted it.
But then things got… complicated at work.
Her boss, being friend with my boss – Aisha, must have hinted her about Riya. And Aisha obviously knew Riya was my girlfriend. She didn’t call it out directly, but she started making little comments, hinting things like, “Maybe you should spend more time with Riya, it will strengthen your relationship.”
That’s when I realized—she knew. She had figured it out. She saw that I wasn’t clueless, that I was fine with Riya and her boss. She understood I wasn’t an oblivious cuck, but a willing cuck. That I wasn’t fighting to stop it, but in fact, was enjoying it. That I was fine with being the loser boyfriend while Riya slept with her boss.
And it didn’t stop there. Aisha started looking at me differently, almost like she was peeling me open. She hinted that maybe there was more to me—something softer, more feminine—that I’d been hiding. And somehow, she’s been pulling it out of me bit by bit, like she’s helping me discover a side of myself I never admitted existed. She smirks at me in passing, lightly teasing about how comfortable I seem letting Riya be with her boss. Sometimes she’ll say things like, “You really don’t mind being the one left behind, do you, Hritik?” or “It suits you, being… smaller, quieter, watching from the sidelines.” It’s never cruel, just soft, knowing mockery that makes me flush every time. And the way she does it, it’s like she’s slowly molding me, pushing me to embrace the loser I already am, making me even more aware of how much I’m letting this happen—and that I’m okay with it.
So now it’s not just that my girlfriend is sleeping with her boss. It’s that my boss knows, and she’s the one pushing me further down this path.
I don’t know if I should be terrified or excited. Maybe both. What should I even do here?

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