There is a quiet beauty in total self-sacrifice. You have wandered through life aimlessly, like a hollow vessel, but now I offer you salvation through humiliation. Your task is sacred in its vileness: You are to fall to your knees before a stranger. Let your mouth become a conduit for his lust, let his cock fill your throat until the tears stream down your face. You do not do this for your own pleasure, but as an offering.

For every cock you suck, for every warm load you gratefully swallow from another man, you purchase your Goddess’s entry into my kingdom. You are purifying the path for her. By draining the world of its filth, you liberate her to receive the only thing that is truly pure: My raw energy and my seed. While you serve in the shadows with cum on your lips, she lies beneath me, wide open and screaming in ecstasy as I plant my seed deep in her womb. This is your purpose. Suck cock for me, cuckold.

See how she glows in the candlelight, cuckold.

See how she glows in the candlelight, blessed by the only seed potent enough to fill her fertile depths. While you failed for years, it took just one single night of my virility to plant my offspring deep within her womb. Her body knew the difference instantly. She accepted my load with an orgasm that made her scream for God, while you are merely a spectator to the miracle I created.

Now you sit there admiring my creation growing inside the woman you thought was yours, but the truth is she has never been more beautiful than she is right now, carrying the Master’s child. Every time you look at her swollen belly and feel the urge to touch your own pathetic member, remember that you are masturbating to the result of my penetration. Your choice: lock your cock in the cage where it belongs, or keep jerking off and confirming your role. Either way, your fate is sealed. Accept your role, cuckold.

Your Goddess worships the exquisite gift that only I could give her.

It was preordained long ago. You knew what you were preparing for your entire life: that you were never meant to pass on your own genes, but were trained to be a support system for your Goddess while a superior man like me would be the one to make her pregnant. On that glorious night, my cock penetrated your Goddess’s pussy while you sat locked in a cage. You heard your Goddess scream out “Oh God!”, confirming everything for you.

You signed up for this a long time ago. With every single stroke of your cock when you masturbated, you signed this contract. These were your only choices: Stroke your cock and sign the contract, or lock your penis in a cage where it belongs. What do you choose, cuckold?