Being a cuckqueen means a lot of different things to us in this sub. Some of us want to feel worthless. Others want to feel inferior, and some just want to see their man with another woman. I didn’t even know I liked any of it.

About two years ago, when I met my boyfriend, I was an exotic dancer. I only recently went straight which is a story in another sub.

I fell in love with my boyfriend because he was so sure in his sexuality. He wore nice tailored suits, was tall, and handsome. Even before I met him I already liked being tied up and spanked, and being called good girl made me really wet.

But the first time he and I “hooked up” he made me get naked while he was in his suit and dominated me. Naked and exposed, he inspected me like I was a piece of meat. But he didn’t fuck me that night.

Here I was, a girl literally making her living off of men drooling over her, and this man made me drip with my hands behind my head and my legs spread. I was hooked. I had to please him.

At that time I was already a slut. My body count was over 100 and surprisingly, so was his. He loved it, and I loved that he knew just how to push my buttons.

The club was intense, and not at all safe, so we normally tried to work with a friend we trusted if we could. Sometimes, after working at the club, I would have my work friend come over and we would count our ones.

One Friday night, there was four of us, and we all went back to my boyfriend’s place for espresso martinis.

My boyfriend made us the martinis with real espresso from his machine and we were lit. Naturally, as happens among sex workers, we started talking about kinks. One of the girls was lesbian, and another had two kids, but what we all liked always being dominated.

I told them that my boyfriend was the best Dom I ever had. The lesbian girl asked what sort of things that my boyfriend did that was so good. I started to tell her and she was getting visably aroused, massaging her breasts.

Then my boyfriend ordered me to dominate the lesbian girl. I too inspected her like a piece of meat. Slowly running my man’s riding crop up inside of the lesbian’s legs as she stop there legs slightly apart. My boyfriend continued to give me direction. Controlling me even then. I tasted her, and made out with her, while I was clothed and she was nude.

After about ten minutes it was all I could take. Both the lesbian and I told him we needed to get off.

He told me to get the fuck machine out of our bedroom and bring it in the kitchen where we were. My eyes grew wide in excitement. I love that thing.

But when I brought it out, he told me not to be selfish and to get the box of condoms for the dildo so the other girl could use it.

As my boyfriend set it up on the floor of the kitchen, one of the other straight girls asked if she could go first. My boyfriend told her she could and she got down on the floor.

But something about fuck machines is they need adjustment. The girl couldn’t do that herself, so there I was in the kitchen, handing my boyfriend a condom to put on MY toy while he was inches from my nude friend.

I felt a tingle in my pussy. I was definitely a little jealous. I watched as my boyfriend guided the dildo into my friend and then control it. My friend was getting wetter now. And I could hear the sloshing as the toy fucked her.

Then my boyfriend whispered in her ear and she moaned. He continued to control the toy changing the speed of thrusts, but my friend started moaning his name. It was so fucking hot. My boyfriend made her cum, moaning his name, using my toy, while he made me wait and watch.

Then he did the same for the lesbian girl. I was literally dripping. There wasn’t any real direct humiliation. Just proof of how good my man was. The third girl didn’t want to, but when it was finally my turn… I gushed and squirted all over the kitchen floor.

By that time it was 6 AM and everyone went home, but I fell in love watching my man with other people.

I have other stories if people want me to post more. I just thought I would start from the beginning.