I had a feeling my ex boyfriend was cheating on me when we were still dating, so I drove over to his house one night and caught him. I went in through the front door and saw her in his kitchen in panties and nothing else, and he was on the couch. I started yelling, went to fight her, and lost. Bad. She had me pinned so quick and spit in my face. I started crying, and she basically drug me over and straddled my boyfriend- I saw her take his cock out and on her instruction, guided him into her as I sat there sobbing.
So started my realization that I am obsessed with being humiliated. Guys pulling my panties down at a party. Anything to do with it, I’m obsessed.
