Stripping me naked for some random man to grovel over is easy; what's difficult is stripping away my layers of pretense and facade. B...

Stripping me naked for some random man to grovel over is easy; what's difficult is stripping away my layers of pretense and facade. Being a cuckold might not allow me to revert to my slutty nature 365 days a year, but at least I can be my true self in front of my husband. For a cuckold, only when the cuckold trains me well, uses me effectively, and possesses me both physically and emotionally, and deprives my husband of both his mind and body, will his cuckoldry path have any meaning.