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When you finally had made some headway with the girl you had pined for from afar for years , you were crushed when you saw your bully approach. Although you tried to avoid him and gently steer the two of you away, the swaggering asshole of course rudely interrupted, insulted you, and tried to pry you away.  You had enough, and were going to show the girl you wanted so badly that you could stand up to a bully like him, and told him in no uncertain terms what you thought of him.

Yeah, that’s when his fist connected with your balls.  As you keeled over in pain, you looked up at her, trying to regain your composure to defend yourself.  However, between the look of satisfaction and appreciation in her eyes, her obvious amusement at your humiliation, and her arousal at your bully’s strength and dominance, it was obviously it was your bully, not you, who was going to get lucky with your crush tonight.

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You always did have a way of making him do what you wanted. He said he could never resist when you threatened him, called him out, and showed the world how pathetic and weak he really was.  He said you only occasionally had to beat his ass to prove your point, but he also claimed that was in the past now.  My husband said he was a man now and could now resist your bullying.

Except at the first threat from you, right in front of me he folds and runs off at your command.  He does your bidding, fucking obeying your order to wash your car lest you beat his ass in front of me and share with me what a loser faggot he really is.  

You don’t have to share any details.  I can tell from how my husband reacted how much of a wimp he is to give into a man like you.  Yeah, I’m going to cuckold him with you, his bully, and I’m going to relish the way you bully fuck me while he’s whimpering off doing your bidding.

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You overheard Dave, your old bully, talking to your wife at a party, telling your wife he could stop by and fix her problem. You quickly pulled her away and told her what an ass he was and that she really didn’t want anything to do with him. You were too ashamed to mention how he used to beat you down, humiliate you, and bully the fuck out of you.

A few days later you came home early and got quite an eyeful and earful. Apparently the problem Dave was fixing seemed to be related to your wife’s lack of satisfaction with you and your sex life. You’ve clearly been cuckolded and humiliated by your bully.

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When a few weeks later she had you take a picture of her in her new eyewear and textbook, she winked at you and said the hottest guy in her life should have a picture of her in her new, special sexy outfit. With that twinkle in her eye, that leering grin in her face, you were now sure your earlier fears had been misplaced. She clearly was flirting with you and implying she would fulfill your fantasies, right? But the next day you discovered she sent the picture to him and said she couldn’t wait to demonstrate all of her assets in person.  Fuck, she was going to cuckold you with your bully.

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When you finally pressed her on why she was nice to your bully, you were shocked by the answer she gave you.  Apparently her craving for the extra 8 inches of man cock outweighed any aversion to him treating you like shit.  The pleasure his huge cock gives her means you’ve been repeatedly cuckolded by y our bully.

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After your bully ran into you and your girlfriend at the mall, he insulted you, belittled you, derided you, and threatened you; in other words acted as he normally does. Despite his bullying, it looked like your girlfriend thought he was funny and seemed to be enamored with him, and before you knew it he had invited her to a special pool party. You couldn’t believe she was even considering it as she went to shop for a new swim suit. She got miffed that you asked her not to go and decided then and there to attend the party, leaving in a huff.

That’s when you realized she was just wearing a thin bikini and left her other clothes with you, had no other ride home, and, oh hell, he didn’t even have a fucking pool.  By her reaction to him and how pissed she was at you, you knew you were about to be cuckolded by your bully.

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When your girlfriend needed someone to split the rent with her, you were shocked when she chose the asshole who was the bane of your existence, who used to beat you and still threatened, tormented, and ridiculed you. 

You thought that she saw past his impressive, massive physique and despised him because of his arrogant, assertive personality.  Much to your chagrin, you’ve learned that his dominance and that your acquiescence actually is an aphrodisiac to her, and she actually sought him out as a roommate.  After all, it made it much easier for her to cuckold you with your bully.

That’s why they make such great roommates and are comfortable walking around in just their underwear.

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Justin had made sure my work schedule changed so I couldn’t go on the vacation I had planned with my girl, and he gallantly volunteered to take my place. Despite his “past” as my bull, she thinks he has totally changed and my girl is now very enamored with him.  Of course, his abusive behavior isn’t really in the past, and he said he would kick my ass if I didn’t tell her I was 100% supportive of him taking my place on the trip. 

Shit. I can never stand up to him, and now I’ve told her I’m o.k. both with him dressing her in extremely sexy clothes so he can ogle her, as well as them sharing a room on a cruise. (She swore it would be totally platonic. Yeah, pathetic much, right?)

Deep down I know what’s really going to happen on their trip.  Fuck. I’m going to be cuckolded by my bully.

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He had done it. The brazen and menacing asshat who had made your life miserable had driven you even lower.  The man who had been bullying you for years had flirted with your wife, to the point where she proposed to play and then purposely lose game of strip poker in front of him. When you put your foot down and gave her an ultimatum, she said no to both of your options.  She wouldn’t leave you, and she wouldn’t let you leave her, but she would have a boyfriend, and it would be the worst guy in the world.  Yes, she was walking upstairs to cuckold you with your bully.

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You had always been such a fucking pitiful wimp and always did whatever I told you, no matter how humiliating or pathetic.  You always knew I had the power and could, and should do whatever I wanted.  Your girlfriend knows the same thing and enjoys it so much she’ll beg me to do the most deviant things to her.  Yeah, she’ll be mine to fuck and you’ll just be a worthless cuck.

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You were a little shocked when your girl started flirting with your nemesis, your bully when you “ran into him” while out shopping.  It was almost like he had been waiting for you.  You were more shocked when he offered to go back into the dressing rooms with her so he could give her a “real man’s opinion” on how she looked.

The next thing you knew you heard giggles, a zipper, a belt, and then some flesh, lip smacking, and groaning and... it was clear you were being cuckolded by your bully.