My wife takes me to cumsluts' heaven
Two men are on all four. Mistress orders me to get next to them.
'We're about to find out who you really are. This is where most men fail. Men become nauseous. I've seen men run away. Cry. Feel sick to their stomach with the thought of what they just did.'
I think I know what this is about. My naked wife walks towards me. She's holding an empty wine glass. She leans in. I think it's for a kiss, but no. She just whispers in my ear: 'Holy fuck. You smell like cum. You smell like a cumslut'.
Suddenly, I can't tell if she says it lovingly or with disgust. She hands the glass to the Mistress.
'Do you know what the glass is for?'
'I do'
'What is it for?'
'I'm going to drink a cum cocktail'.
'Yes. You are. How many loads will there be in the cocktail?'
'Three'.
'That's right. Their loads, soon to be milked, and your own. How does that make you feel?'
'Kinky, slutty'.