You were insecure about your castration fantasies when you shared them with your wife. She loved them and it made you relieved.
But what you didn't account for was that she pushed you further. She brought it up time and time again, she imagined you as a eunuch until she one day had you snipped.
You had become her eunuch, castrated for her. Now you aren't equals anymore, now she is the one giving the shots here.
And that just because you confessed your fantasies to her. Had you not confessed it, you were still an intact male today, a functioning man and husband and you could jerk your cock to this fantasy. But now you're just a sexless acquaintance of your wife, fulfilling her every wish.
Was it worth it opening up to her?
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You were insecure about your castration fantasies when you shared them with your wife. She loved them and it made you relieved.
But what you didn't account for was that she pushed you further. She brought it up time and time again, she imagined you as a eunuch until she one day had you snipped.
You had become her eunuch, castrated for her. Now you aren't equals anymore, now she is the one giving the shots here.
And that just because you confessed your fantasies to her. Had you not confessed it, you were still an intact male today, a functioning man and husband and you could jerk your cock to this fantasy. But now you're just a sexless acquaintance of your wife, fulfilling her every wish.
Was it worth it opening up to her?