Chapter 2: Cuckold Counseling Session Begins
The day of the consultation arrived like a quiet storm. We dressed simply—me in a clean button-up, Ria in a soft beige kurta, no makeup, just her natural glow. She looked nervous but resolute. As we left the baby with her mother for a few hours, I felt a strange ache—a part of me still unsure if I was walking toward the end of something, or the start of something uncharted.
The counseling center was tucked inside a quiet, professional building. The nameplate outside didn’t say “Cuckoldry Counseling”—it said Intimate Life Dynamics. Clean, discreet, elegant.
The receptionist greeted us warmly and asked us to wait. I could feel Ria’s hand tighten around mine. Her palm was damp. Mine too.
When we were called in, a woman in her early 50s greeted us. She introduced herself simply: Mira. A calm, grounded presence, with silver-streaked hair pulled back in a bun and a shawl draped over her shoulder.
“Welcome. First, take a breath,” she said, smiling gently. “You’re not broken. You’re just beginning.”
We sat across from her on a soft couch. She poured water into glasses, and then spoke.
“Cuckoldry,” she began, “is not a kink for everyone. But for those it fits, it’s life-changing. It’s about sexual freedom, yes—but deeper than that, it’s about surrender, love, and psychological intimacy.”
She looked at me. “You’re not giving her away. You’re gifting her the space to shine. And in return, you often get a closer, deeper version of her love.”
Ria exhaled, her eyes brimming. I stayed quiet, absorbing every word.
“There are many ways to begin,” Mira continued. “Some couples start with fantasies only. Others allow dates—soft play. Some move to full intercourse with another man, often called a bull. But there must be one thing constant: trust.”
She handed us a guidebook.
“The cuckold, traditionally the husband, must remain monogamous. This helps balance the dynamic. He must also be the emotional anchor—supportive, faithful, even if he feels left out at times.”
Then she turned to Ria. “You, as a hotwife, must communicate. Share. Never shut your husband out.”
She listed more.
Bull selection
“A bull is a dominant, sexually experienced man. You must be clear—he is not a boyfriend. He is not to replace your husband emotionally.”
“Permanent bulls bring consistency, trust, and reduced STI risk. But they can also bring attachment. Temporary bulls keep it fresh, but increase unpredictability.”
Where to meet bulls
“Hotels, discreet apartments, even home setups with boundaries. Some couples meet at clubs or online forums.”
Sexual safety
“Bareback sex must be a mutual decision. If done, regular STI tests are non-negotiable.”
She looked back at me.
How does the cuck derive pleasure?
“From watching. From hearing. From preparing her—bathing her, dressing her, sending her off. From waiting. From being locked in chastity. From cleaning her afterward. From denial. Every couple finds what works.”
She paused, her voice softer.
“Aftercare is vital. After a session, reconnect. Hug. Cry if needed. Have sex. Or just lie together. The emotional bond must be restored.”
I asked the question lingering in my gut. “Is there no turning back?”
“There always is,” she said. “But be honest. Once the door is opened, you may find it’s not just about sex—it’s about who you really are.”
The session lasted over an hour. We were silent as we drove back, the city’s lights passing in a blur.
That night, we held each other in bed. Ria reached for me—not with desperation, but with tenderness. We made love slowly. She kissed me deeply. I held her tightly.
We didn’t say much, but both of us knew—we would proceed.
Still a little confused. Still scared.
But something had already begun.
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