Confession and suggestion.
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Confession and suggestion.
Hello, I'm chloe, a 26-year-old from UnitedKingdom. I come from a moderate income family and raised primarily by male relatives after losing my mother at a young age. I started to live at distend uncle's house at 13 years old, who runs an established real estate business,(55 years old) was unmarried and accommodate his 2 brother(30 years 34 years age) who were married but stay at his house for job location and 5 distance cousins (age 18,22,25,19and 27 years old) , 3 were in college ,and others help uncle to run his business. Due to my family circumstances, I was exposed to sexual experiences earlier than typical for my age group, losing my virginity at around 14 years old to the hands of few family members.And had been indulge in sexual activities since then. Despite these challenges, I excelled academically and received a scholarship to study in the United States. However, I needed to cover additional expenses independently, which led me to seek financial support through sugar daddy platforms. At 19, I met my 50-year-old partner who provided substantial care and introduced me to BDSM practices, which I came to enjoy. We had multiple rope and Bondage sessions, which I loved. He subsequently introduced me to a friend of similar age who shared his interests. Both men became significant figures in my life,I was their little sugar baby, they both stretch my horizon of pain and pleasure. I was their cock sleeve. In a typical session, they started by chaining my cuffs and spreading my hands as far as possible. Then start hitting me with canes, leather belts and paddle. My body gets red with, welts and bruises, even my cheeks used to have welt marks for days after our session. Then they go bareback and let me float in my subspace from my electrifying orgasms. They didn't allow me to sleep during the session. I can take break but not sleep. Which at first was inhuman but later it help me to feel more relaxed afterwards. They love fucking my pregnant body, they adore it, and so I became pregnant three times, with their support and encouragement. During these pregnancies, I experienced profound care and affection from both partners, who had specific preferences and desires. They adopted the kids as their own. I wore their collar as a symbol of our relationship. After completing my university degree, I secured my first professional position and relocated to Germany. Although leaving my partners was difficult, I pursued this opportunity. Shortly after beginning my job, I experienced significant longing for them. While they visited occasionally, I felt a persistent need for intimate connection. I joined a BDSM club where I met Adam,(name changed) a 45-year-old man with whom I developed an immediate connection. Our relationship became intense, particularly given his interests in sadism and adult nursing relationships. We eventually decided to live together, though I later discovered he held a senior position at my workplace. This did not deter our relationship. As Adam sought to explore additional experiences, he introduced me to gangbang scenarios. Although I felt internal excitement alongside external apprehension, he guided me through this transition, arranging my first group encounter with five men. I discovered I enjoyed these experiences a lot then I realised , and my role evolved into what he termed his personal gangbang slut . I have since gangbang by multiple partners, including triple penetration experiences. My holes were stretched to extremes. But been a good Master he didn't stop he guided me through new horizons. I accompanied my partner on his international business travels, where I engaged in many gangbangs with many different people and business associates in different countries—something I genuinely enjoyed. I was his slut slave at this point. We were living a fulfilling life together when he received a cancer diagnosis. After 4 wonderful years as BDSM S/M couple , he passed away. I returned to my home country devastated and struggled with accepting this loss. However, after a year has passed, I find myself feeling isolated and emotionally unfulfilled, hungry. I have attempted to date again, but I have been unable to find a meaningful connection that can my satisfied my deeper emotional and relational needs. I am uncertain how to move forward...... Note:- I will share details of my sessions if anyone is interested.Comments for Confession and suggestion.
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