1. Love In The Trenches


    Date: 3/28/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Female Domination, Mind Control, Scatology, Author: nunkie, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

    used, but I’d always dismissed the feeling with the belief that deep down inside she loved me, even if she didn’t know it. I’d been wrong about that, but I could not to this day stand the thought of having been used. ‘She didn’t love me, but I can’t say she used me.’ ‘Of course she did. She used you as a scapegoat for her failures. To rectify herself. She could never take responsibility for her own life, that’s what she had you for. She herself was a victim in her childhood, of her own mother. She just continued the pattern of being victimized.’ Strange how in life we pursue what haunts us most. No wonder we fail so miserably. We set ourselves up for failure even before we start. ‘You know where you were wrong? Your wife may have been a bitch, but she did love you. You were just too busy feeling sorry for yourself to notice it. You never cared enough to find out what it was she needed from you. You thought you could make her happy taking the fall for her, sacrificing yourself on the altar of her bitterness, like you had done for your mother. That was never what she needed. There was no room in the house for two victims. She needed you to show her how to break the pattern. But you couldn’t even break your own pattern.’ This was going to a place I didn’t care for. Now I was to blame for the failure of my marriage, after all I had put up with? Susan was done with her plate and pushed it aside. She paused to light a cigarette. ‘You never wanted to. You preferred to wallow in ...
    your misery, flaunting what a wonderful husband you were putting up with such a bitchy wife. That was the only way you felt you could vindicate yourself.’ ‘What would I’ve had to vindicate myself for? I’d done nothing wrong.’ ‘For failing your mother. For failing your wife. For being such a miserable shit.’ ‘I’m not a miserable shit.’ ‘I know that. But do you?’ I had since childhood felt inadequate and insufficient. It took me years to work myself up to a modicum of self-respect and self-esteem. Still, there were moments when I realized how faint and vulnerable a veneer it was. ‘That’s why she left you in the end. You had nothing to give her. You were both too selfish and needy to have anything to give to each other. For a relationship to work, it needs giving and taking. You nursed your ego with the thought that you were giving and suffering for it, when in reality you were getting off on feeling used. You love feeling used. You’re addicted to it.’ ‘You can’t say that. You don’t know my wife. You don’t know what it was like. You weren’t there.’ ‘I’ve been there. You never asked, but I was once married.’ ‘Why are we even talking about this? What has my wife to do with us?’ ‘Everything! Can’t you see? You’re making the same mistakes all over again.’ ‘What mistakes?’ Susan shot an angry look at me. ‘Haven’t you listened to anything I just said? ‘I have. I just don’t happen to agree with you.’ Susan threw her arms up and rolled her eyes in desperation. She lit another cigarette and ...
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