I know for myself that it was a few specifically humiliating instances that led to my kinks. I wasn’t aroused at the time but they lingered in my mind as years went on, and in the end felt more honest than times women tried to placate my insecurities:
This is so true for me. In my case, my humiliations started with teenage cuckolding (and other events, even younger than that). It was my second wife, when she discovered my love for humiliation, that brought the sph into it. The humiliation fetish was already well-established, but that really amped it up, and when she saw that she ran with it.
This definitely helped, for me. The second cock I ever sucked was much bigger than mine, and the next one after that. And then later I had a fuck buddy with a much bigger cock, and he loved to have his cock praised, and I would tell him how much bigger his was than mine. It graduated to him discovering how much it turned me on to be called a ”pussy” while he was fucking me, and he started calling me all sorts of names. It turned both of us on so much.
Very much so!!! As a youth, I was made painfully aware that my penis was extremely small. I remember my mother referring to it as " your cute little pee pee" and even before I became my best friend Larry's personal cocksucker, whenever we would jerk off together while watching porn at his house, he would routinely remark on the extreme size disparity between my pathetically small penis and his abnormally huge cock. This contrast was further exacerbated by the fact that Larry was younger than me by more than a year.
I also love this feeling.
Yes. I needed to hear, as hard as it was for me, that my PE was extremely frustrating for her AND have her clearly state that she rarely had orgasms from penetrative sex, but always climaxed from oral worship. When she stopped PIV sex, forbade masturbation, and took control of my releases, our relationship dramatically changed. We are both much, much happier and closer.
We have a nice selection of toys, but unlike most traditional couples they are mainly used on me. As I have noted before I am caged full time except for my scheduled release. One of my wife's favourite ways to allow me to ejaculate is to bind me to my caging chair and peg me while she jerks my little dick. She will not release the cage until I am tightly bound and the binding is not released until I am back in my cage. The prostate stimulation adds to the intensity of my orgasm and of course she feeds me my cum before I am released. She seems to find new and interesting ways to add an extra psychological element whether it be humiliating and berating me while she performs this act of mercy or merely ignoring me as if it is a tiresome chore of which I am not worthy but she does out of pure pity for my pathetic state.
Most of the toys we have were originally purchased for use on my wife. But with the exception of her magic wand vibrator, she rarely uses any of the toys on herself anymore saying that the dildos I selected for her are too big. It's curious to hear her say this because the dildo she always uses to peg me is the largest one we own, our Jeff Stryker UR3 dildo. I had originally purchased this dildo because it closely resembles in both size and shape, the cock belonging to my best teenage friend Larry, who first initiated me into sucking cock as a teenager.
You are extremely lucky that you are allowed this scheduled release. As you know, mine is quite random, much more based on my Wife/Mistress’s moods and/or whether She believes I have earned it. I do enjoy my own orgasms, of course, and like yours, they usually are accompanied by Her verbal humiliation or indifference. However, I am not caged and She does not peg me.
This seems to me to be unquestionably true, however uncomfortable the implications may be. Particularly when combined with your equally frank and perceptive comment on ‘ average’ penis size . It also seems to me inevitable that fewer and fewer women (whether they themselves could be considered above ‘ average’ or not) are going to accept it as reasonable to make that accommodation you describe.
My experience was very much like your husbands. It is difficult and bewildering enough going through adolescence as a boy, pretending confidence and swagger as that what you think the girls like, while inwardly terrified of them! But the gradual realisation that you are at best no more than averagely endowed, coupled with wholly contradictory information as to the importance of penis size, adds greatly to your insecurities with girls.
For all of my life women have been conditioned to not acknowledge the prospect that size could matter even to themselves. And pop culture was rife with portrayals of unimpressive men (although cock size was not typically explicit) winning over the beautiful girl with his (often creepy) importuning. Men were encouraged to do anything but be honest with themselves and women had to go along with the charade. As I have said many times it may not be as important as men fear and we don't always want bigger. But unless a woman can honestly say she doesn't care one iota if it is the size of a thimble or a baseball bat and her sexual pleasure is unaffected either way than all that is left to debate is how much it matters.
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twister947, you might be surprised how much women talk about their sex life.
I would expect a consequence for this. I know Robbie loves and respects you, Leah, but, as a sub male, it is important for our psyche that we experience a consequence if/when we fail our Mistress.
Honestly, POpeye, I don't know if I can say that I derive satisfaction out of humiliating Robbie - except when it's punishment. To be honest, it's kind of complicated.
