Cucked into a Female Led Relationship

Victoria dearly loved her husband and was confident they would stay together forever, as long as Eli followed her rules and instructions. Eli’s mother had raised him to be respectful and to obey women, considering them the stronger sex.

Over the years, Eli’s agreeable and accommodating personality hadn’t attracted many women. Despite his good looks and success, he struggled to form serious relationships or date beautiful women.

Eli became successful in his early twenties through investments in cryptocurrencies and leveraging trades, which made him quite wealthy. The only thing missing in his life was the companionship and intimacy of a woman.

One weekend, while hosting a small celebration on his party Riva 100 Corsaro party boat for another successful trade, he met a woman named Victoria, who was genuinely interested in the man behind the success. Initially, Eli thought she might be a gold digger, but he soon discovered they had much more in common than he had realized.

Victoria was a strong, attractive woman who found most men too overbearing for a serious relationship. She appreciated their sexual power but needed a partner who would allow her to take the lead. Victoria had a desire to be in charge of the relationship, granting her partner control during intimacy only when she wished.

She found Eli to be a handsome man and was immediately drawn to his agreeable nature. Before the party ended, Victoria secured his commitment to call her for a date and obtained his personal cell number in case he failed to meet her expectations.

Six months later, Victoria was living with Eli in his oceanfront condo, fully in charge of the relationship. Eli was ecstatic and couldn’t believe his luck in finding a woman as beautiful and sexy as Victoria. He also appreciated her ability to make decisions for both of them and was quick to relinquish power in the relationship.

The sex was mind-blowing for Eli, who up until this point had only ever been with three women. Victoria rocked his world and did things to him he’d never imagined. She taught him the correct way to please a woman, lick her to orgasms, and enjoy his cum out of her freshly fucked shaved pussy.

By the end of their first year together she had introduced him to some light bondage and pegging. Yes, she taught him how to enjoy anal play with lifelike dildos, and other toys, including expanding and vibrating butt plugs.

Eli loved being with her, showing her off to his friends and ******, and the sex. The sex became his addiction, and he learned to do whatever Victoria wanted. He became her sex toy and she became his fantasy.

Victoria enjoyed the wealth and luxury Eli generously shared, but she was thrilled by the power and control she had over this wonderful man. She loved Eli with all her heart. They both cherished their relationship, with dreams of a long happy life together. Yes, Eli and Veronica were the perfect couple, soul mates, and deeply in love.

By the end of the following year, they were married and as happy as they could imagine. Eli had found the woman of his dreams and would do anything for her happiness, while Victoria found the man of her dreams — handsome, rich, and willing to bend to her wishes.

They continued to enjoy their amazing lifestyle and sex life as Victoria introduced Eli to new experiences and ways to please her. To her delight, he never objected to any of her desires, including the latest idea she sprang on him that hot summer night.

One evening, while they were alone on the boat, enjoying a hug as they watched the sunset, she brought up the topic.

“Honey, there’s a new club I want us to visit next weekend,” Victoria said.

“Of course, that will be fun,” Eli replied.

“Good, I’m glad you’re up for some fun. It’s a special club that I think you’ll enjoy. It’ll bring us a new level of excitement.”

“Really? Tell me more.”

“Well, it’s a cuckold club, and I want you to come with me.”

“Victoria, what is a cuckold club?”

“This might not sound good at first, but trust me, you’re going to love it.”

Eli had no idea what a cuckold was; his focus had always been on making money and pleasing his wife, leaving little time for anything else.

Veronica continued with enthusiasm, “Well, the men bring their wives, all dressed up pretty and sexy, to the club to have some fun. We have drinks and dance, and then at 11 PM, the wives split off from their husbands and spend a few hours with men who belong to the club. Then they come back to their husbands all excited and go home to have amazing sex. I’m told that when the wives return, they’re so eager that the husbands experience the best sex of their lives.”

“I like the idea of having the best sex of my life, but what do you mean the wives go off with the men who belong to the club?”

“Oh, don’t worry. They’re all checked for STDs, so there’s no concern. We just spend a little time with them and then come back to our husbands.”

“Wait, what? You’re going to make love with another man while I sit and wait for you? Is that what you’re saying?”

“Oh, silly, no! It’s not about making love; it’s just a little fun. A bit of fooling around and sex, and then I’m home with you.”

Angry now he replied, “You want to be with another man and have sex? I can’t believe this.”

“Eli, stop it now. This is for our sex life. You’re the one who’s going to benefit when I come back to you. Do you realize how amazing the sex will be? Have I ever misled you since you’ve known me? Hasn’t our sex life only gotten better and better?”

“Well, yes, but the thought of you with another man is breaking my heart.”

“I won’t even know who it is — just a fling to get me revved up for our time together. That’s all I want, to be so turned on that I make you feel better than ever before. I’m doing this for you, baby. Don’t make this a bad thing. We’re going next Friday, and I don’t want to hear another word about it.”

Friday Night​

They drove to the club, and Eli was filled with anxiety and dread. He was about to let his wife go off with another man and knew there was no stopping it now. Once Victoria made a decision, he had no option but to go along with her wishes. He knew better than to argue with her once she had made up her mind and always reaped the benefits of his compliance. She never failed to make him happy and satisfy him beyond his wildest dreams. Tonight would be difficult, but he knew it would end with an extremely excited wife and an incredible night of passionate sex.

Eli parked the car, and they walked hand in hand to the club’s front door. Just before they went in, she stopped him and said, “Come here, baby. There’s a rule at the club, and don’t argue with me. I need to put this on you before we go in. All the cucks wear red lipstick in the club, so they’re not confused with the club members, or ‘bulls,’ as they like to be called. So keep my lipstick in your pocket, and apply it again if it comes off until we leave. Just go with it, baby, and in a few hours, you’re going to get the best sex of your life.”


On the way into the club his loving wife Veronica, explains the rules!
In this chapter, Eli finds his balls


Victoria’s Mistake
Eli was a bundle of nerves all evening as Victoria tried to keep him on edge, teasing him, dirty dancing, and showing him that she wasn’t wearing panties under her very short sexy dress. She let him finger her at the bar, in front of everyone at the club. Victoria knew that she was taking things to another level and had to keep her loving husband under control if she wanted things to work out and be able to play with the men at the club.

She had learned from friends that the bulls were large muscular men with extra large appendages and impressive physiques who knew how to make a woman feel like a woman, rock her world, and show her how they deserved to be treated and used. In her mind, it was all about sex and getting pounded and abused by one of these big men and then going home to make love to her wonderful husband. This wasn’t cheating in her mind, but a sex act to spice up their marriage and she would make sure Eli got the benefit of his generosity. She also knew that very few men would be willing to share their wives with a more masculine man, or with another man, especially someone more physically imposing.

That’s why she was putting in extra effort, showering Eli with love and reassuring him that she was doing this for them both.

Eli observed the other men and noticed that only a dozen or so wore red lipstick, marking them as different. The other men, most likely the bulls, were gathered at the bar, drinking and laughing while observing the crowd, perhaps amused by the husbands about to share their wives with these dominant figures.

Nervously Victoria whispered in Eli’s ear, “It’s almost time honey. Now, after I leave you can talk to the other cucks and hear how great the sex is when they take their wives home. Some of these guys come here every week and love it. Remember, I’m doing this for us and mostly for you. I love you so much that I always look for new ways to make your sex life even better.”


Moments before the Bulls take the woman
For the first time, Eli told her how he felt, “Victoria, I’m not sure about this. I mean, if you go with another man, I’m not sure I can handle that. The thought of the woman I love getting fucked by another man is something I don’t think I will be able to get past. You’re taking a big risk here, please don’t do this, and let’s go home.”

She rubbed his cock as she licked his ear and felt how hard he was under his pants and continued, “Baby, you’re so hard and I can’t wait to get you back in bed tonight. I know what you want and your amazing cock is giving it away. Just wait here for me and in an hour we’ll be on the way home for the best sex of your life.”

That’s when the chimes rang indicating it was 11 PM and time for the festivities to start. The men from the bar all stood up and walked to the tables. A blonde God walked up to their table and extended his hand to Victoria who stood up and without looking back walked hand and hand with Sven to one of the private rooms upstairs leaving Eli sitting there alone in misery.

Eli felt a great pain engulf his entire body and then realized he had tears falling from his eyes. Suddenly, a switch flipped inside him at that precise moment, and went from the docile obedient husband to an angry man who wanted his woman. He got up, wiped the lipstick off his lips, and marched toward the private rooms upstairs. Eli was taking his woman back and nothing was going to stop him. Things were going to change, and Victoria would learn that he was the man in the ****** and he would have a say in their marriage going forward.

He ignored the two men blocking the staircase and pushed past them toward the top of the second-floor landing. They laughed as they realized he had got past them, and radioed up to the men up top who surprised Eli and roughly threw him back down the stairs. The Bulls were not going to be intimidated by any of the cucks. But Eli was not going to be a cuck and was determined to get his woman back.


Violently thrown down the stairs by the Bull
Eli’s rage was overwhelming, momentarily distracting him from the pain of his fall down the stairs. Fueled by sheer determination, he struggled to his feet and somehow made his way back up the stairs, calling out for Victoria as the pain from his injuries was excruciating. This time, the men at the club were far from accommodating. They grabbed his arms, dragged him outside, and beat him into submission, leaving him in a pool of blood before returning to the club.

It took Eli an hour to make it back to his car, where he sat for another hour, trying to regain consciousness after the beating he endured. He wanted to leave but couldn’t drive at that moment. Two hours passed, and there was still no sign of Victoria. After he finally regained control of his arms and vision, he started the car and was about to leave when he saw Victoria walking out of the club.

He let her in the car and noticed she was intoxicated, laughing and giggling as they drove home. She had no idea of the injuries Eli had sustained while trying to protect her and prevent her from making such a monumental mistake.

When Victoria started coming around she started to apologize while Eli drove home in great pain.

“Oh honey, I'm so sore. They pounded my pussy and ass so many times, there’s no way I can take anything else inside me tonight. I know I promised you the best sex ever, but not tonight I’ll make it up to you, I promise. They were so big, and so many of them. I think there were 3 of them inside me at one time. Baby, it was amazing but I’m so dizzy and tired right now. I love you and tomorrow I’ll make you the happiest man in the world.”

It turned out that part of the weekly ritual is they drug the woman with ecstasy and fuck them senseless. Several men at a time use the woman as their sex toys destroying every opening on their body with their massive cocks. There was no tenderness or intimacy, and all the girls received the hard pounding they came for.

Somehow they made it home and up to the bedroom. When he released her, Veronica staggered, stepped out of her dress, and fell into the bed naked. When she landed she immediately passed out from the drugs and drinks with her legs spread wide apart. There would be no sex for Eli that night as she promised. Instead of giving him the best sex of his life, she ended his love for her when saw her gaping pussy and all the cum leaking out of her. When he noticed her ass was also gapping with even more cum leaking out, he became violently ill and knew what he had to do at that moment.

He took his car keys and drove to the marina where he would spend the night and the next week on his boat. The boat had everything he needed including wardrobe, and food for at least a week onboard. The next morning he would make some decisions, but he needed some sleep and painkillers, which were in the onboard medical kit. The next morning he would have to visit the clinic for some stitches and x-rays but he needed some rest after all that had happened.

Victoria awakes to an unexpected nightmare

The sun was shining brightly into the bedroom finally waking Victoria and bringing her back into reality. After the amazing events the previous night she found herself groggy, with a bad headache and pain emanating from her ass and soreness in her pussy.

“Oh my god, my head and body hurts. What the hell happened last night?”


Victoria the next day
Stretching, as a smile crossed her face she remembered, “Wow, what a night, but my head is killing me, what was in that drink they gave me? My ass is killing me, did I let them take my ass last night, what in the world did I do? I remember that first guy Sven giving me that drink and then fucking me with that massive cock. He was amazing, and just what I needed. It’s coming back to me now…those other big guys came over and - did I do that? I was such a slut; I can’t believe they used to be like that.

Where’s Eli? Oh God, it’s afternoon. He let me sleep in, the dear man. Damn, I promised him a great night of sex, but I let him down. I have to make it up to him. I need to get up and take some Tylenol right now and brush my teeth. I feel so dirty, and need a shower as well.”

I took 3 Tylenol, brushed my teeth jumped into the shower, and then cleaned all the sex from last night off my body. I was covered in sticky cum from all those guys, that was crazy. I never expected anything like that, but now I need my wonderful man. What a great husband to let me do that last night, but now I need to let him know how much I love and appreciate him.

Wow, I’m still out of it from whatever was in that drink. I just realized that Eli didn’t speak to me the entire way home last night. I hope he’s not upset. I suddenly need to talk to him.

I quickly dried off and slipped on my robe. I then realized Eli wasn’t in the house and started to panic. I grabbed my phone to call him but saw a text message from him. What I read sent a chill through my body that almost caused me to pass out.

The Text from Eli​

Victoria,

From what I saw, when I put you to bed last night, you got exactly what you wanted at the club. I loved you and our marriage, and I never thought we’d part, but after you left me at the bar to fuck that guy, I realized that was a bridge too far. Up until last night I’ve gone along with all your wishes and desires over the years, but sharing you with another man was something my mind cannot handle.

When you walked away with that guy and never looked back, my heart broke. It was at that moment I realized we were done as a couple. I begged you not to go, and I told you I didn’t think I could take it and warned you, but you were too focused on doing this thing and risking our marriage. Well, I hope the outcome was worth the risk because you gave me up for your night of fun.

It was bad enough taking me to a club like that, but it was beyond humiliating when you made me wear that lipstick, and treat me the way you did. You left me there with those other ‘men.’ I never realized you thought that little of me.

Sadly, they all acted like they enjoyed letting their wives get fucked by better men. You didn’t think too highly of me since you put me in that same category of those wimps and chose another man over me. You left me there, humiliated to wait for you to come back, while Sven fucked you senseless. As hard as I try, I still can’t understand how you could think so little of me and humiliate me in such a depraved way.

What you don’t know is that I tried to save you and our marriage. I tried to get you out of there before you went too far, but the goons at the club protecting the whores did a number on me and left me unconscious while you enjoyed those 3 big cocks. Yes, you were so happy to tell me all about it in the car on the way home. You seemed to have enjoyed 3 men taking you a once, it must have been a great thrill for you. But in the end, I was the only one that tried to save our marriage…something you walked away from.

I still tear up when I recall our ride way home and how happy and excited you were about getting fucked from so many studs. I should have stopped the car and kicked your ass out, but there was still some love left. However, after I put you to bed and saw all the cum flowing out of your ass and pussy, I knew you didn’t belong to me anymore.

Well, now you can just go back to that club every week and get your brains fucked out by those big studs, but I’ll never touch you again. I did love you, but now you’re nothing but damaged goods, and I will never get the sight of your gaping holes and your entire body covered with other men’s cum. Damn, that was disgusting.

Don’t bother trying to contact me, I’ll be gone by the time you read this. I’ll continue to maintain the apartment, as it’s in my name, but I will not be funding you any longer. That means you’re now responsible for the utilities, car, insurance, food, and everything that I used to pay for. I left you a place to live, but nothing else, and that’s more than I should have done.

The checking accounts are closed and all the funds have been transferred. Good luck with your future, and I hope you get your head out of your ass before you fuck up your life any more than you have already.

I did love you, but your little party last night ended any feelings I ever had for you. File for divorce, or not, but I won’t be coming back. Dubai or perhaps Thailand, so many options now, and places I wanted to take you, but I guess I’ll find someone else to share my life with. — Eli

I felt my phone fall to the floor as I cried and yelled out after reading his text, “Eli, No! Please God No! You can’t do this, I love you.”

He can’t be serious, he’s never protested about anything before, and I thought he would love this after I rocked his world with mind-blowing sex, it always worked before. How could I have misread this so badly?

Oh my God, I didn’t let him reclaim me last night. I didn’t give him the sex I promised him. All I did was tell him about all those guys, and never gave him what I knew he needed. I told him I was in pain from all those men and didn’t want to fuck. What a bitch I was, I don’t blame him for being pissed, but he needs to come back to me. Now that I know how he feels I'll never do that again, but he can’t leave me, we love each other. This can’t be happening. Why isn’t he answering his damn phone?

No answer and his voicemail is turned off. He’s never done that before. I’ll keep calling him until he answers.

Two hours and no answer. Well, he’s not going to answer so I’ll send him a text.

“Eli, please come home. You know I love and I realize now that I screwed things up last night, but I swear I’ll never do that again. We have such a good marriage, you have to give me another chance, please don’t do this. I didn’t realize the cuckold thing would upset you so much, I’m sorry about that, but you know I would never intentionally hurt or humiliate you; I love you too much to do anything like that, I swear. I fucked up, I admit it. Please, baby, talk to me. My heart is breaking and I can’t live without you.

Last night was just supposed to be sex, and then you and I were going to make love, but I think my drink was spiked and things got carried away. I promised you a great night of sex when we got home, but the drugs messed me up, that’s not my fault. I want you, and I’ll show you how much I love you if you come back. You can’t blame me for what happened, please baby, Come back to me.”

I Love You. Please Forgive me! — Victoria

I meant every word I wrote, and I would never intentionally humiliate him or hurt him in any way. It was just supposed to be a game and yes, sex. I was sure I could make him enjoy last night if I had only done what I had promised. Eli is my world and the only man who ever understood me and put up with me and my controlling narcissistic ways. I can’t lose him.

Eli’s Morning​

Eli had already made several financial moves and redirected his accounts, canceled credit cards, and paid the mortgage for the next three months. He also had been to the clinic and was on the way back to his boat. He was happy he had no broken bones but the bruises hurt like hell and would take weeks to heal. The painkillers would help, but he couldn’t take them just yet and put up with the pain that ravaged his entire body. He felt every little bump and it felt like he went 15 rounds with Mike Tyson… and lost badly.

Even before Victoria woke up, he was pulling his boat out of the Marina with a destination to Bimini, where he would dock and heal his body and mind for the next week. By 5 PM that afternoon, Eli was docked and already feeling the effects of the painkillers he had taken twenty minutes prior. By 6 PM the drugs were taking full effect and since he was exhausted, fell asleep and didn’t wake up until the next morning when the sun shined through his cabin windows.

He made a cup of coffee, took his cell phone, and went up on the deck to enjoy the morning sun and view from his boat. He picked up his phone and saw the twenty missed calls and the one text message before placing his phone down on the table. He wasn’t ready to hear anything from her, just yet.

Up on the sun deck he had just finished his third cup of coffee and started to make plans for his revenge on everyone involved in that Friday Night Cuck Fest. He knew revenge would not heal his sadness, but he was compelled to make this right and knew that revenge was the only solution. There would be pain and satisfaction in the future, but he needed to plan carefully. With his access to money and travel, he was sure he could come up with something clever and avoid any prison time. For the rest of that day, Eli formulated his plan.


Eli contemplates his next move

At sunset, with a glass of bourbon in his hand, he sat down and read the text message from Victoria. Would it change his mind? Was it enough to forgive her? Could he accept being a cuckold?

Eli’s Revenge— Chapter 4​

The Final Chapter

For the next two weeks, Eli kept a low profile, allowing his body to recover from the brutal beating he endured at the hands of the bouncers at the Cuck Club in Miami. Daily workouts kept him focused on the meticulous plan he had crafted. He found it fascinating how his once-docile personality had shifted so abruptly that night at the club. He vividly remembered the moment when his mind and body shed the beta persona, transforming him into a man with newfound resolve.

Victoria wouldn’t approve of this surge of masculinity, but she was no longer his concern. She wasn’t even part of his revenge plan. His focus was on the men who had destroyed his marriage. The original plan was simple: leave her behind and disappear. But even the best-laid plans have a way of evolving, and he was about to take an unexpected turn.

Eli’s obsession with revenge consumed him. He neglected work and trading entirely, dedicating every moment to visualizing his plan. On Friday morning, he took his boat back to the Miami marina to gather supplies for another month of isolation, fully committed to seeing his plan through.

Eli’s Revenge​

Eli drove his car into the warehouse district, where the nondescript club was tucked away, and parked by the side door. It had been three weeks since his brutal beating and the end of his marriage with Victoria.

Tonight, he knew exactly what he was going to do. He waited outside the club until midnight, his adrenaline spiking, fueled by three shots of Café Cubano. He was jacked up and ready to dish out a well-deserved beating.

Beneath his jacket, he concealed a collapsible steel baton — his weapon of choice for the night. In his pants pocket, he carried the tube of lipstick Victoria had given him when she expected him to embrace his role as her cuck and mingle with the other wimps at the club. Eli knew that without the lipstick, the bouncers would be suspicious and might not let him in.

As he applied the red lipstick, memories of humiliation flooded back, igniting a fresh wave of rage. At this point, nothing could stop him from executing the plan he had meticulously developed over the past two weeks.

Just after midnight, Eli approached the front door but was quickly stopped by a bouncer. The bouncer was ready to question him until he noticed him wearing red lipstick and immediately dismissed him as just another one of the spineless cuckolds he despised. He hated his job and all the beta males who frequented the club, but he needed the paycheck and had no choice but to tolerate their ridiculous lifestyles.

“You’re late, cuck. Your wife’s already been fucked several times by now. Get inside and out of my sight,” the bouncer sneered, his tone dripping with condescension. More fuel for Eli’s already raging mind.

As Eli entered, the bar filled with cucks was to his left, while the staircase leading to the upstairs rooms was discreetly tucked away, out of sight. It was a quiet night, with only one bouncer at the bottom of the stairs and distracted by something on his cell phone. Eli recognized him immediately — the same one who had kicked him in the balls after he was already down.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Eli activated the button on his baton, releasing 24 inches of solid steel. A swift, calculated blow to the bouncer’s head sent him crashing to the floor, unconscious. As planned, Eli delivered a crippling strike to the man’s kneecap, obliterating it and rendering him immobile.

Eli then raced up the stairs, taking them two at a time. At the top, he caught the other bouncer off guard, his back turned to the stairs. This one met the same brutal fate as the first, swiftly taken out of commission.

Eli now stood on the second-floor landing, surveying the layout. He spotted three closed doors along the wall. Steeling himself, he walked to the first door and slowly opened it, hoping to find what he was looking for. The room was dimly lit, but it didn’t take long for his eyes to adjust. There, under the soft glow of the low lighting, he saw a man with blonde hair, unmistakably Sven — the very man who had taken Victoria from him on that fateful night, entangled with one of the cucks’ wives.

Sven heard someone in the room, and when he saw the man wearing the red lipstick he just laughed and said, “The cucks don’t belong up here with the real men. Go back to the bar while I fuck this whore.”

That would be the last thing Sven said for quite some time. As soon as the words left his mouth, Eli’s steel baton slammed into his teeth, shattering them and breaking his jaw. Sven staggered back, clutching his mouth in disbelief, unable to comprehend that a cuck would have the audacity to attack him. Before he could react, another brutal blow struck his skull, sending him unconscious to the floor. Eli then delivered a devastating strike to Sven’s kneecap, shattering it. Sven wouldn’t be walking for a long time. The woman at the table was confused and slow to move due to her condition caused by the drinks and drugs she consumed.

Eli was still seething with rage, yet eerily calm. He was a man on a mission. He moved to the next room, where he found two men engaged with one woman. She was moaning with pleasure while being spit-roasted by the two very large men. This time, Eli didn’t wait to be noticed. He moved with precision, delivering powerful strikes to each man’s head while they were still connected to the woman on the table. Both men were instantly knocked out cold. As the woman lay there in a semi-conscious, Eli calmly approached each man and again shattered a kneecap, ensuring they wouldn’t be coming after him or walking, anytime soon.

As Eli was about to leave the room, he realized with a growing sense of horror that the woman being subjected to the sex act was Victoria — his wife. Suddenly, his world blurred, and the carefully laid plans he’d crafted unraveled in an instant.

He couldn’t believe she would come back to this place but realized how depraved this woman was. He noticed that Victoria was in no normal condition, likely drugged again or heavily intoxicated. His rage, which had been directed at the men, now turned squarely on her. Without hesitation, he grabbed her by the hand and dragged her down the stairs, past the unconscious bouncers who were no longer a risk to his planned revenge. Eli wasn’t here to kill anyone, just to send a message that he would never be a Cuck, and didn’t appreciate the beating he had received. As they say, ‘Payback is a Bitch.”

When they reached the main level, he led the still-naked Victoria out the side door, avoiding the bouncers at the front door, and the room full of cucks. Once outside, Eli removed his jacket, wrapped it around Victoria, and guided her to his car. He gently laid her down in the back seat, closing the door with a sense of finality. With his intense anger still controlling his actions, Eli violently removed the lipstick with a rag that he removed from the glove box before he even started the engine. He needed to cleanse himself of everything related to that night of humiliation.

By the time the woman from the first room had made it downstairs to alert the cucks about the beatings, Eli was already gone, driving out of the parking lot and heading toward his boat.

Victoria, now asleep in the back seat, was oblivious to the world as Eli drove the twenty minutes to the marina. It was past 1 a.m., and the marina was deserted. He carefully helped the groggy Victoria onto the boat and into one of the cabins, where she lay, still clad only in his jacket.

Eli wasted no time. With his new plan firmly in mind, he set the boat in motion, and within ten minutes, they were cruising out of Biscayne Bay, bound for Bimini, a short 55-mile journey.

The Boat Ride​

Eli’s adrenaline was still spiking as he steered the boat toward the small island he would be living on for the next month. A little over an hour later, Victoria made her way up top, to find Eli navigating the boat. She came up behind him and wrapped her arms around him still naked and full of sex from the men at the club, which made Eli shutter in disgust.

As Eli fought the repulsion of her touch she spoke, “Darling, you came back for me. I’m so happy you came back and forgave me for being so stupid. You saved me tonight from being stupid again. You’re my knight in shining armor. Stop the boat, and let me thank you the right way, baby.”

Without saying a word or answering he shut off the engine, took her by the hand, and led her over to the railing at the side of the boat. The night displayed a full moon and the water was sparkling from the bright moonlight. It would have been a romantic moment if not for the hate and anger that had now engulfed Eli.

He slipped the jacket off her shoulders, leaving her defiled and naked body on full display. A twisted smile curled on her lips, and in her distorted reality, she believed she had won him back. She was convinced that he would now take her back without any resistance. As she giggled and flirted, Eli said nothing — just turned her around and guided her to lean over the railing.

She saw the moonlit water shimmering below and smiled with excitement buzzing within her, ready for the man she still loved to reclaim her, to make her his once again.

As she was waiting for his cock to enter her cum filled, ruined pussy, Eli spoke, “Victoria, I loved you, but this will be the last time we will be together. You see, you have an incurable mental condition, and as the man you believe still loves you, I find it my duty to cure your illness and warped mind forever.”

She sensed him closing in, but his words still spun in her head, muddled and unclear. Before she could process it, his hands gripped her legs, lifting her with a swift, ruthless force. A gasp caught in her throat as he shoved her over the railing, sending her plunging into the depths of the Atlantic, 30 miles from Miami and 25 miles from his intended destination.

He watched her face twist in confusion and shock as she bobbed in the dark water below, her wide eyes locked onto his. Her screams and desperate pleas were swallowed by the vast emptiness around them, lost to the night. Within moments after staring at the engine, the boat was several hundred yards away, leaving her a speck in the distance — treading water, clinging to life, and begging for a mercy that would never come.

The currents would drag her farther out to sea, where nature’s sea predators would finish what he started. In the end, Eli kept his promise — he rid the world of her twisted ways, putting an end to the chaos she embodied. The ocean would cleanse what remained, and the world was finally free of this train wreck of a woman.

Epilogue​

To his surprise, six months passed and not a single person asked about her or wondered where she’d gone. It seemed no one cared, likely worn down by her narcissistic ways. The harsh truth sank in — he had been the only fool who ever truly loved her, the one person blind enough to believe she was worth saving.

The club attracted a diverse mix of visitors — politicians, attorneys, wealthy businessmen, and even everyday blue-collar workers, all seemingly captivated by the allure of the cuckold lifestyle. To guarantee complete privacy for its clientele, no cameras were ever installed, fostering an environment of discretion that made everyone feel secure enough to continue visiting and indulge in this deviant pastime.

Sven suffered the worst damage with his disfigured face and shattered teeth. The other four men, all suffered horrible damage to their knees and brain damage from the brutal blows to the head. Not only would they need a cane to walk for the rest of their life, but they also suffered a loss of some cognitive abilities. The attack was devastating, and although Eli was suspected as the assailant, no concrete evidence linked him to the crime.

No charges were filed, at least for the time being. Eli was questioned once with his attorney present, but with no evidence, the attorney demanded that all questioning cease unless a warrant was obtained. They asserted that since Eli had done nothing wrong, he would not cooperate any further.

Eli was spending time back in his apartment, piecing together the fragments of the past year and his time with Victoria. He had truly loved her and learned a great deal about himself during their relationship. Unfortunately, Victoria was willing to hurt others to satisfy her own needs. In the end, Eli stood up for himself, determined never to be manipulated or controlled again.

— — -“Vengeance is Mine, saith the Lord” — — -​

But not on that day. That day belonged to Eli, who took back his manhood and sanity and rid the world of cancer and depraved human beings.​