Tale as (cuck)old as time

Reflections on cuckoldry, sluttiness, fear, and reclamation

During the period of my life when I was playacting as a more sociable and emotionally slutty person than I actually am, I once went on a date with a new partner after spending the previous night sleeping over at another partner’s house. The one I was staying with was a kinky fucker (well, actually, they both were, but I didn’t know the full extent of th…