I’m having an affair with a coworker. At first, it was just a game. I asked him to take the lead, to dominate me. It was something I wanted to explore, something I thought I could control. But from the start, he took over completely. The first time, he took a photo of me without even asking and said, “You don’t have a choice. I’m the one in charge.” And I didn’t say anything.

Now, every time we’re together, he takes photos or videos. He doesn’t ask. He just does it. It’s automatic. Every time, it gets more explicit. Then one day, while I was about to orgasm, he asked, “Can I send this to my friends?” In the heat of the moment, I said yes without even thinking.

Since then, he’s sent them everything. And he makes sure I know it. He sends me screenshots of their reactions: “She’s such a beautiful slut.” “She’s a bombshell.” “Your girl loves cum, huh?”

He doesn’t talk to me about it directly. He just sends me the screenshots, like he wants me to see exactly what they think. And I do. I read every word. I can’t help myself. The things they say are blunt, even degrading, but they excite me in a way I can’t explain.

They see me as nothing but those images, those videos. It should make me feel awful and it does but at the same time, I can’t deny that it turns me on.

Sometimes, when I’m alone and looking at the screenshots, I touch myself. There’s something about the mix of shame and desire that I can’t resist.

And I don’t do anything to stop him. Because deep down, I know I like it. And he knows it too.