I kind of invented this term: Cuckholdness = not realizing that you're being / have been taken advantage of, and instead believing the person had no option but to act the way they did or did so innocently without ulterior motives.
I think many of us Aspies must've gone through this experience of cuckholdness a lot, given that we miss the nonverbal (which is often composed by hidden agendas, manipulations and the like).
I think many of us must have some secret cuckholdness stories that we never shared with anyone because it feels so embarrassing. So even though yes, I know it's a depressing topic, if anyone's up for some catharsis, purging of the dark, festering secrets, here you have a space.
I'll go first, with a story that I told on the "cruel(lest)..." thread.
I had an acquaintance at a self-awareness workshop I was attending, we had been becoming close friends, had been out together several times apart from the workshop and talked on the phone a lot.
She kept insisting that one day I take time off work to meet her downtown and accompany her to buy a vibrator at a porn store (she didn't want to go alone). I kept explaining to her that I couldn't afford the reduction in salary for the time off, and that I didn't want to go to a porn store. One day she finally dropped the issue.
Some time later, my birthday was approaching so she said she wanted to make a fun day for me, we'd go downtown, she'd invite me to brunch, then we'd go shopping and more.
I came to the meeting place (half an hour drive from my home on the highway), which turned out to be the corner of the porno store. She said "let's go in a minute", how could I refuse, when she was being so nice for my birthday? We spent about 1.5 hours there for her to choose her vibrator. When we finally came out of the store, she said she was in a hurry, her daughter was alone in the house and she must go, so she took me to a bad diner down the street (she wouldn't walk another 50 meters to a nicer one), bought me a quick cup of coffee and a roll and was on her way. My "fun day" lasted 2 hours, and I had no other plans for the day. I was so naive in those days (I was naive up to my forties) that I didn't even realize that it had been a set-up till years later. I even thanked her enthusiastically for the "fun day" and blamed myself for experiencing a somewhat disappointed feeling. Took me years to understand that I had been taken advantage of, lied to, laughed at, robbed (gas to get downtown is a lot of money here).
I tortured myself for years with anger at myself for having been such a cuckhold all my life, but since then I've managed to compensate by becoming extra watchful and avoiding being a victim, so I'm much less angry nowadays.
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