
There was another time I told him I want in the mood to give him head. The only time I had ever denied him. I had asked for months for him to return the favor. He always said he would but would never follow through. He then said if I did that he would this time. We are long distance so it is a lot of FaceTime calls. He wants to me to pretty much show him whatever so he can get off. I never get anything out of it and it’s more of a waiting on him to finish. I hate it and have told him. It’s a-
Cycle. He is no longer the patient person I thought he was. I’ve genuinely felt hopeless like I don’t know if I can leave. His parents are lovely and there are plenty of good things about him. There are just things that aren’t changing. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life frustrated or as shitty as I have
He only asked me then. That’s when I told him how it was. He said he thought at one point that it as hurting but didn’t think he would be able to get it back in. That wasn’t what bothered me. He made fun of a sound I made at one point and a week later started making cruel jokes about it. About how he knew how to “ punish me now” I should iterate that I like a different type. Pleasurable not painful. He said he was attempting to be kinky but all it did was scare me. He began cackling and found-
I’m not sure if I want any part in it either. I’ve been outright frustrated often. It has gotten better but over the course of two years. Recently there was something that I’ve honestly been thinking of lately and have cried about. I did want to do an activity. I reiterated that he had to use lube. He either chose not to or forgot. It didn’t feel great and wasn’t enjoyable for me. He never asked me about how I felt until the next day. He told a coworker about it and they asked if I was good-