My Story

He seemed to be the perfect man for me
But things aren't always as they seem to be.
He kissed me
And instantly I melted.
He called me his queen bitch
And I happily agreed.
He told me I was his cum whore
I giggled and told him ok.
Each time we fucked
It got more and more intense.
A part of me loved giving him control
But the more I gave in to him the worse things got.
I was his cum whore
For him to disburse his load.
But if he wanted other women
(Which he did often)
There was nothing I could do or say.
But if I wanted another man
He turned ugly saying I belonged to him.
The sex was great so I gave him all control
Until he left my side for awhile.
When he came back I told him I was done
I wanted to be his equal and not stay at his feet.
He wouldn't take no for an answer
All he wanted was to fuck me whenever he pleased.
For a little while his hold on me stayed strong
He wanted to fuck I was there.
The way he would pound my pussy
Was nothing I ever felt before.
How could I just walk away from this?
Took me months but I finally did.
But now sometimes I think I'm ruined
No guy has touched me since.
Not because of them but because of me
I am scared to let anyone touch me.
What if he wants me to be his whore?
What if he wants me at his disposal?
I need to let this fear go
I need to again feel the pleasure of a man.
I hope by telling my story
The guilt of having this happen to me will be gone.
Tell me how much you want me
Tell me to let my fear go by being with you.
Hold me tight and cuddle me
Wanting not sex but compassion.
Let me be the one to come on to you
Because I'm ready to put my past behind me!