As A Loser, You Were Born To Be At The Absolute Bottom Of The Sexual Food Chain. As Such, Fully Embracing

My wife has told all kinds of her friends and even mine. They're all aware that she dates a black man while still being married to me. I won't pretend that it was easy finding out she had told so many people and even used the word cuckold with them... But now despite the ridicule it often comes with, particularly from her friends that never actually approved of me in the first place...I find it comforting in many ways. And when one of her friends puts me down or reminds me of just how much of a loser I am, I find joy in their critique of me and really appreciate the ongoing reminders of my true place in the world. It's very helpful

You long ago accepted that your wife needed to have sex with other men in order to be sexually satisfied. And you’ve tried to be a loving and supportive beta cuckold for her – even helping her set up her tinder account, and never complaining even when she would spend the whole night with another man. But so far she has been quite discreet about her cuckolding and has never even told her best friend. That is about to change, however – because now that she has a real boyfriend, the two of them want to date openly – and when they start going places in public as a couple, it is inevitable that friends, and family, will learn that she cuckolds you.

You know you've reached the pinnacle of loser enlightenment when your mind, body and soul knows beyond a single doubt that you'd even disappoint a sissy crossdresser if given a chance...which to be fair they'd never even give you. Yes even crossdressers are off limits to beta losers, unless of course you're in the friendzone and helping to support her sex life with a real man that can give her everything she deserves sexually ♥️

An enlightened beta loser sees a photo like this and immediately recognizes all of the things that can go very wrong. For example, rather than just enjoying how gorgeous she is, and how hot her lingerie and heels are, a loser can't fight the perseverating thoughts of "is my penis big enough? Can I last long enough? Will she laugh at me? Will she mock me if I can't get the job done? What if I can't find her clit? What if I get too nervous?" And many more. Performance anxiety, nervousness and worry flood a beta loser's brain creating a truly fearful response to a situation like this. This is why the truly enlightened are keenly aware that pussy is not for them. Not now. Not ever. Pussy is exclusively the domain of real men who don't have a single one of these thoughts and know how to take her, ravish her and leave her wanting more and more. Losers are a disappointment. And yes, she would mock you and laugh at you and tell all her friends how horrible the experience was with you. This is why a smart loser will never even attempt to venture outside of the friend zone.

When you're a beta loser, you must learn to leave women out of the equation entirely when it comes to sex. They should not have to suffer because of your existence. If you need slimy gross sex it should only be with your hand or with another loser boi like yourself. Leave women alone to live their lives with real men. Your future contains a very heavy dose of loser bois just like yourself. Embrace sexual failure. Embrace a life where the only thing that enters your mouth are a gorgeous pair of women's shoes and poor quality small dick ❤️

My wife has a pair of ankle boots with exactly this platform and tread pattern. Embarrassingly I can absolutely attest to these being the most difficult to tongue clean, particularly if there is any mud or funk on them. Having debased myself at her request and cleaned them several times they do in fact take a LOT of time consuming work and more importantly, effort

When my wife sat me down for the "talk" and painstakingly described in great detail just how much of a loser I am she made it very clear that I had only two choices...either leave immediately or completely accept and enjoy the fact that she would never fuck me again and that she would be cheating on me very regularly. I chose to stay obviously and I learned to embrace my loser qualities. Every beta loser that's lucked their way into a relationship of any sort owes their partner a life of sexual freedom to be with other men, and to fully appreciate how terrible you are at sex. She's suffered long enough. Approach her today and beg her to make you happy, and herself happy by permanently denying you and fucking real men moving forward. It will change both of your lives for the better

When you're a beta loser you quickly learn that your sex life will never involve traditional intimacy with any woman. You need to learn that all of your needs and perverted gratification can and should be met by staring at her well worn shoes. This is the only acceptable place on a woman's body for a loser's eyes to stare at. Embrace who you are. Practice staring at women's shoes....at work, out in the community, everywhere. Before long you'll find this just happens naturally without any effort at all. Lose yourself in your lust for her shoes

When her shoe finally falls 💦💦💦

This is exactly the direct sort of conversation and choice my wife gave me. It wasn't a fun way of playing or exploring. It wasn't me that coaxed her into the idea. I was her girlfriends that kept insisting that her sex life with me was not normal and that being married didn't mean she had to tolerate a lifetime of disappointment. While I don't exactly profess to know the exact moment that all clicked for her, she certainly was more than direct when she sat me down to tell me she was going to start seeing other people with or without my blessing. For her it was a done deal and only one choice was left to make...whether I'd stay or go. Her knowing I'm entirely beta and a loser probably allowed her to hedge her bets in what my decision would be prior to even approaching me with all of this but in the end she was right. I stayed. I'm sure that lowered me even further in her eyes in terms of being a man, but I don't regret one second of my choice. I'm free from the shame and the pressures of knowing I'm a sexual failure. That's all someone else's job now. No more embarassment after cumming In under 10 seconds. No more warm cheeks from shame as I see that disappointed expression on her face. Just pure beta bliss for me now and it's better than I could ever have imagined. I love being a beta loser. It was what I was born to be. It's all so clear now.

Anyone who has followed my blog knows that this is exactly the sort of behaviour that is highly encouraged for beta losers. Your eyes should be firmly on women's shoes all day, every day when there is a woman in your presence. It doesn't matter what's on her feet, sneakers, flip flops, sandals, boots, heels...that's where you need to be starting. At all times. Not only will this make it glaringly obvious that you're a foot freak and a loser, but it will also solidify your own personal shame. No real man would even have the thought, let alone the arousal a loser gets. My wife wears heels and boots almost every day to work and comes home literally laughing about all the beta losers she caught obsessing over her feet and shoes. She frequently points out that the minute a woman catches you staring at her feet she knows exactly what you are, and "man" it isn't. So get practicing! Always stare downward. Make it blatantly obvious for women so that they can go home and laugh at you too.

When you're a beta loser, humiliation and constant rejection equals love and attention that you inevitably should crave. When youre a loser you actually don't want her to treat you with kindness. You want her to be honest and you want her to be disgusted by you