Onania Masturbator Forum: Humiliated by a Dildo

In the Onania Masturbator Forum, a Masturbator Wrote:

My wife has this giant dildo. It’s thicker than a beer can and some 40 cm (c. 18″) long. Black. She uses it occasionally, but not that often. Last time she used it was maybe ten days a go. We haven’t have sex for two months, as she’s been rejecting me, and now she decided to use it.

 

 

 

My wife has this giant dildo. It’s thicker than a beer can and some 40 cm (c. 18″) long. Black. She uses it occasionally, but not that often. Last time she used it was maybe ten days a go. We haven’t have sex for two months, as she’s been rejecting me, and now she decided to use it.

She was ramming this giant into her like a maniac. Really aggressively. “Ooh this feels so good. So much better than you. This is what a woman needs. It fills me properly, in a way you never can. You can never give anything like this to me. Finally I have found something that satisfies me. I love this.”

My dick had shrank to a shrimp. I could not watch. When she noticed that she said “Hey, you’re watching wrong way.” I forced myself to watch, despite I was having huge churns in my stomach. For the first time I felt like really inadequate. When she said “This feels better than sex with you. There’s no way you can ever measure with this. I do not think you can never give pleasure me like this. Look how I’m enjoying, how I’m being satisfied with something else than you,”, I was having tears in my eyes. “This can’t be happening. This can’t be real.” I was repeating to myself. This was the first time ever I have felt insecure with women or my sexuality. I managed to hide my tears from her as she was so busy with her orgasms. I did not want her to have that joy as well.

I’ve been thinking why I felt this bad. Why has this shaken me to the foundations? Why can this pierce my usually steel hard self-esteem? Firstly, obviously, it is the size. If that size is what makes her feel good, there’s no way I can give it to her. So I’m thinking, like a man I am, bigger must be better and that’s out of my reach. I just have to admit, there’s no way I could give her pleasure like that. I can’t compete with that. I’m worse than that thing.

Secondly, it is the thing that it is “it”. It is not a living creature. It’s just a thing. It does not do anything. It does not even move. It just is. How can I lose to this? How can some THING feel better than I? I must be really bad. I could understand if it was some other guy (with big cock e.g.) as he would do something into she could react. Like two humans interacting, but it is just the simplest thing in the world. If this thing feels better than I do, I’m first compared to a thing AND then second it is better. It gives her good feelings even without having to move! I can never do that.

Thirdly, and most importantly, it is her feelings. It is something that is up to her. If she decides to like or feel in certain way, that is the right she has. I cannot argue that she’s ‘wrong’. She can feel whatever she wants. If she feels that this plastic part gives her better feelings than I do, then it is the ruling. If she feels so, there’s nothing in my power to change that. Yes I can try to effect her, to change that, but ultimately it is her who decides what she feels or wants. If she wants the dildo more than she wants me, I have to give up. If she wants, I’ll lose. I have never felt this humbled, submissive and worse than somebody else. She really has upper hand this time and makes the calls. If she wants, she can make me feel inadequate for real. This time she has made me real life loser, to feel like shit. I lose, I admit it.

I have never felt this bad. It feels like she does not want to be with me anymore, like we are not together anymore. I feel like a stray dog kicked away. If rocks have feelings this is what they must feel when they’ve been kicked. Nobody cares my emotions. I’m emotional masochist but it is too much if something becomes in between us in our relationship.

Then on the next morning my wife told me that it still feels so good. “It feels like the dildo has rearranged things in me. It feels so good. Like I have thoroughly got, uuh.” I could not listen but I had to leave the room. Later on the day she told me that if it was not so big and heavy she would carry it in her purse with her. Like it was with her more than I was, like it is more important to her than I am. I thought myself “Huh, fortunately that’s not going to happen or I’d be in tears again.”

Then couple of days later she said she needs to go to doctor. It turns out that she has infection. I said “You see I told you it’s too big for you. That’s the reason you haven’t used and when you use it you do it only to hurt me.” “You may be right, it is too big.” I was so relieved. My masculinity have been saved from the very first and the only attack I have experienced in my life. Yes, I’m back to the normal secure me. I did not lose to this plastic artefact. I win, ‘it’ loses. She does not have the power to reduce me into a piece of shit after all.

Now, you could argue that if she got another slightly smaller dildo she could use, that would drive me to the bottom again, but I’m not so sure. Slightly smaller would mean to me that I won. I was right, she was wrong and the dildo is out, away of our relationship. I’ve already seen that I can rise from the bottom. Now I know that I can win even from desperate, which it really was, situation.


 

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