Cuck

Greg laughed. Go on… Do it… Betray me.

He stared at the wall. Where a sane man would see a cushioned wall — he saw something else.

Mark. The personal trainer who seduced his wife. Muscular and handsome. A great chiselled jaw and deep green eyes which pierced. He was the perfect man.

Not like Greg. Fat and fucking disgusting. A pig.

“Oink! Oink! Oink…” That was what the called him in high school.

A pathetic cuck obsessed with Netorase. He wanted his wife to fuck another man. Be slammed and thrusted into. Making her that man’s bitch…

She would submit… But not only that… She would fall for that man.

Then look at Greg almost sadly — but behind that a laugh… His wife would laugh and point.

“You are weak… Small dick… Limp… And you can’t please me… You could never please me.”

“Not like a big hard cock… Pathetic piggie… You should die…” she laughed.

Greg began to hit his head against the wall. Angry. He saw his wife — NADIA! — being slammed by Mark. His big hard cock hitting her cervix and making her cum.

His eyes, mad… Twisted… And the worst part was that he creamed his pants.

The door opened, but Greg kept hitting his head harder. BASH! BASH! BASH!

“Inject him with the lorazepam!” A voice said in French.

A pinch in his arm and then calm… Like he was floating on a cloud. Nadia… Please…

Then he felt deep into sleep.