Anonymous When I was 15, I met a man on the Internet, he was 24...

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Anonymous When I was 15, I met a man on the Internet, he was 24 years old. He interested me, we corresponded for a month, I fell in love and soon agreed to meet. We met in a hotel room and he offered me wine. I don’t remember much after that. I drank for the first time. He kissed my small breasts and went down to my pussy. When he had not yet entered me, I asked him to swear that we would always be together. He swore that he would not leave me. That’s how I lost my virginity. In a pool of blood, I realized that I had become a woman and was happy. He made appointments with me once a week. In the same hotel room. We had sex and I fulfilled all his erotic desires and conditions. She let me cum in my ass and mouth, no matter how much I wanted it, I didn’t dare disobey. Sometimes he fucked me so brutally that he allowed himself to twist my nipples with all his might and scratch my clitoris with his nails. Sometimes he hit me in the face and could do it without bruises. He only said I love him when he came on or in me. We usually talked very little, he explained this by the fact that happiness loves silence. I endured it because I loved him and he also had some kind of power over me
We met only once a week
He himself appointed the time and place of the meeting . I became withdrawn, lost all my friends, sat at home and went out only with his permission to go to the store or to meet him. At one point he wrote to me that he was having problems with work and now we would see each other less often. He began to call me on Skype very often so that I could show where I was and with whom, there were constantly video and photo reports. Even when he was not having sex, he asked to turn on the camera, strip naked and masturbate in front of him with large objects in different rooms. He didn’t care much when I had a stomach ache, a headache, a fever, or had my period; I simply had to do it all the time, he said. All these relationships lasted 3 months. Our last meeting was in winter in February. He said he didn’t have time for a hotel, took me to some deserted place and pulled down my pants and roughly fucked me, then forced me to take off my outerwear and suck him. I was very cold and as luck would have it, he couldn’t cum for a long time, I did it until he cums in my mouth. He didn’t care that I was cold. It was a given. In the end, he gave me money for a taxi and I went home. After this day, I started having feminine problems when I told him, he said that I was a whiner and stopped writing and calling me altogether. Blocked everywhere. I waited for half a year and hoped that he would write to me. I really went crazy at that moment. I loved him and completely isolated myself from society. Health and mental problems began. At the moment I am 20 years old. I have a very good, kind boyfriend. A week ago, I accidentally came across the profile of my ex-man on the Internet. My hands shook and reached for the keyboard and I wrote to him. He made an appointment for me. I understand that there is a guy who cares and loves me, but my psyche is still stuck at that moment from childhood, although enough time has passed. We met and he repented. He said that there was a young fool who took advantage of a little girl, he admitted that he loved me and he liked that I gave myself to him without reserve. I liked that I was his property. He says that at that time he was married and his work was not going well. Now divorced. He and his wife did not have children; she was barren and he left. Now I’ve been alone for several years. He closed himself off. He said that he was very sorry later that he did this to me. He still can’t forgive himself for what a freak he was
We separated and he hugged me tightly, learned from me about my family problems, loans and said he was ready to help financially, without taking anything in return. True, he began to help, constantly writes and calls. Friendly communication. Worried. Sometimes at night communication turns to flirting. I have no problems with the guy. The only thing is that it seems to me that I love him again and really want to come back. How can I continue to live with this? Believe that time has radically changed him? Trust again?

[sashez1]

good story

[Honey_bunny]

Pulitzer Prize for the author urgently!!!!

[AlexTDV]

You are essentially just a bottom, I have a friend who is the same, at the age of 16 a very rich man noticed her, began to control her, for the first time he called her out of the house in the evening and raped her in the car, fucked her with perversions, tied her up, strangled her and etc., later, even when she got married, he could send his driver to her work, so that he would bring her to him during his lunch break for sex, or he himself would come in his jeep, call her, she would come out, sit down with him in car, he hung clothespins on her nipples and forced her to suck him, this despite the fact that she had a husband and a child at home, in general, he significantly broke her psyche during the 10 years of their communication, then he disappeared somewhere, or they removed him, I don’t know, it’s a muddy story, but in her subconscious she remained inferior, she dated similar types of men, Arabs, she was raped many times, she has problems with sex and dissatisfaction with her husband, etc.

[Alexssss]

No shit, this is a novel, of course you’re screwed

[Aion2012Dead]

Male 24 years old.
Already sounds like a cringe)))