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I'm looking for stories, or blogs, or other histories which match this pattern:
"Bull" is defined as a person who suborns the loyalty of a spouse, the other spouse being called a "cuckold" (or cuckquean). There is no antiquated term for the suborned spouse.
The suborned is captivated by the bull's charisma, and sexually craves the bull over the cuckold. This leads to the suborned taking control of the suborned-cuckold relationship so that the bull governs both suborned and cuckold.
This is a process. The suborned is seduced then enticed into a Dom/sub relationship with the bull.
The bull coaches the suborned how to take control of the suborned-cuckold relationship so the cuckold can also comply with the bull's instructions.
They further coerce the cuckold to submit to the bull's control.
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From the Bull's point of view...
I saw this woman who really made an impression, and decided to add her to my stable. It took a bit of effort to overcome her devotion to her hubby but we finally made it to bed. The first time was impressive for her. She resisted a second time, knowing things would never be the same for her and hubby. But I got her surrender and there was no turning back.
She fell hard, and followed my instructions about grooming, clothing, meeting me at parties, risky business like sneaking off for a quickie while out with hubby, doing a mfm with my buddy and I, developing and releasing her inner slut.
When hubby noticed the changes in her behavior, I told her how to make him believe she was doing it for him, and dictate to him how to service her. Either for love or sex or both, he became her slave anytime she asked. We worked him into submission, sucking a dildo, spreading his ass cheeks, eating her out in public.
After he watched her give two friends of his a blowjob, she judged him ready. I had her demand a mfm, she to choose the second male, and he to obey in anything and everything. She had him subbing to me, and then I had them both subbing to me. They became my sexual toys.
There was a small crisis when she told him I was going to be an ongoing part of their life. But I prepared her to use sex as a weapon and a reward, and he
fell into line. Keeping their relationship going on my terms was worth more to him than breaking up their marriage.
A Bull is an Alpha.
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Her view:
When the bull first talked to me, I paid attention to his body and his brain. The more we interacted, the more I responded. He talked me into a meeting for a drink, and then doing a couple of mini-dates. My body wanted him, and my head told me to get away fast. I lingered. Each time we met, I told myself "just a little". Each time became a little more, until the time he swept me off my feet into a hotel room.
There was lots of guilt, which I pushed back against so I could keep dating him. I kept telling him I was going to break it off and never stray again. But the time came I wanted him so bad that I said "two is better than one" and let him have me again, this time in his bedroom. When we finished, I had him, and I had him again, and finally he fucked me so I could barely walk. When I got home to hubby, I totally compartmentalized the bull away from hubby and started living a dual life.
My bull and I started a heavy affair. He told me how he wanted me, and I re-made myself to give him the best I could be. His pleasure discovering my saved pussy made me ecstatically happy, both emotionally and sexually. I changed my dress to show tits and ass at his command. A phone call would make me sneak away to meet him. Everything I did for him made him happy, which made me happy. I was in love as well as lust.
We talked about hubby noticing the new me. My bull told me how to convince hubby that my excitement was for hubby, and to provoke hubby's lust for me. My bull taught me how I should make hubby work for me, to express his love for me in service and worship of me. And my bull started me training my hubby to be ready to accept my bull as part of our sex life.
My bull also expanded my sexual horizon, put aside my fears of being an improper woman and be a truly sexual woman. I knew I'd made the grade when I got a hubby and a couple of his friends together and gave them all good oral sex. Getting hubby to agree to a mfm on my terms was the pièce de résistance.
That encounter, and a followup, shook hubby up a bit. He did things he thought he'd never do, though he was just fine while they were happening. We worked through that, and then the "big one" hit.
My bull sat down with hubby and I and explained that hubby was being cuckolded, in the old sense of the word. My bull had been calling the shots for quite a while, and my bull was formally taking charge. Hubby would get from me according to my bull's desire, and my bull would get from me whatever my bull wanted.
Hubby and I worked it through. Staying together was worth more to him than cutting me off from my bull. I got the best of two worlds.
I still love my hubby, even though the sexual dynamic turned inside out. He gets everything I'm allowed to let him have. And after my bull has taken his turn with us, that's quite a bit.
And while I now know I'm just one in my bull's stable, I love him beyond the sexual relationship. He's such a potent man, both in and out of bed. He can love many, and I'm proud to be one of his.
"Bull" is defined as a person who suborns the loyalty of a spouse, the other spouse being called a "cuckold" (or cuckquean). There is no antiquated term for the suborned spouse.
The suborned is captivated by the bull's charisma, and sexually craves the bull over the cuckold. This leads to the suborned taking control of the suborned-cuckold relationship so that the bull governs both suborned and cuckold.
This is a process. The suborned is seduced then enticed into a Dom/sub relationship with the bull.
The bull coaches the suborned how to take control of the suborned-cuckold relationship so the cuckold can also comply with the bull's instructions.
They further coerce the cuckold to submit to the bull's control.
___________________________________________________
From the Bull's point of view...
I saw this woman who really made an impression, and decided to add her to my stable. It took a bit of effort to overcome her devotion to her hubby but we finally made it to bed. The first time was impressive for her. She resisted a second time, knowing things would never be the same for her and hubby. But I got her surrender and there was no turning back.
She fell hard, and followed my instructions about grooming, clothing, meeting me at parties, risky business like sneaking off for a quickie while out with hubby, doing a mfm with my buddy and I, developing and releasing her inner slut.
When hubby noticed the changes in her behavior, I told her how to make him believe she was doing it for him, and dictate to him how to service her. Either for love or sex or both, he became her slave anytime she asked. We worked him into submission, sucking a dildo, spreading his ass cheeks, eating her out in public.
After he watched her give two friends of his a blowjob, she judged him ready. I had her demand a mfm, she to choose the second male, and he to obey in anything and everything. She had him subbing to me, and then I had them both subbing to me. They became my sexual toys.
There was a small crisis when she told him I was going to be an ongoing part of their life. But I prepared her to use sex as a weapon and a reward, and he
fell into line. Keeping their relationship going on my terms was worth more to him than breaking up their marriage.
A Bull is an Alpha.
________________________________________
Her view:
When the bull first talked to me, I paid attention to his body and his brain. The more we interacted, the more I responded. He talked me into a meeting for a drink, and then doing a couple of mini-dates. My body wanted him, and my head told me to get away fast. I lingered. Each time we met, I told myself "just a little". Each time became a little more, until the time he swept me off my feet into a hotel room.
There was lots of guilt, which I pushed back against so I could keep dating him. I kept telling him I was going to break it off and never stray again. But the time came I wanted him so bad that I said "two is better than one" and let him have me again, this time in his bedroom. When we finished, I had him, and I had him again, and finally he fucked me so I could barely walk. When I got home to hubby, I totally compartmentalized the bull away from hubby and started living a dual life.
My bull and I started a heavy affair. He told me how he wanted me, and I re-made myself to give him the best I could be. His pleasure discovering my saved pussy made me ecstatically happy, both emotionally and sexually. I changed my dress to show tits and ass at his command. A phone call would make me sneak away to meet him. Everything I did for him made him happy, which made me happy. I was in love as well as lust.
We talked about hubby noticing the new me. My bull told me how to convince hubby that my excitement was for hubby, and to provoke hubby's lust for me. My bull taught me how I should make hubby work for me, to express his love for me in service and worship of me. And my bull started me training my hubby to be ready to accept my bull as part of our sex life.
My bull also expanded my sexual horizon, put aside my fears of being an improper woman and be a truly sexual woman. I knew I'd made the grade when I got a hubby and a couple of his friends together and gave them all good oral sex. Getting hubby to agree to a mfm on my terms was the pièce de résistance.
That encounter, and a followup, shook hubby up a bit. He did things he thought he'd never do, though he was just fine while they were happening. We worked through that, and then the "big one" hit.
My bull sat down with hubby and I and explained that hubby was being cuckolded, in the old sense of the word. My bull had been calling the shots for quite a while, and my bull was formally taking charge. Hubby would get from me according to my bull's desire, and my bull would get from me whatever my bull wanted.
Hubby and I worked it through. Staying together was worth more to him than cutting me off from my bull. I got the best of two worlds.
I still love my hubby, even though the sexual dynamic turned inside out. He gets everything I'm allowed to let him have. And after my bull has taken his turn with us, that's quite a bit.
And while I now know I'm just one in my bull's stable, I love him beyond the sexual relationship. He's such a potent man, both in and out of bed. He can love many, and I'm proud to be one of his.