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So Iām 26 now, with all the same proclivities just a bit smarter, and this still haunts/humiliates me. Being ftm trans, I have a body plenty of people love, but in the real world, hard for most to approach without judgment. So, to shy to make the first move in conversation let alone seduction irl, I took myself online, to Omegle.
At first it was innocuous. I loved finally having people to talk to, who didnāt mind talking to me. I felt good, and rapidly, I learned more importantly, I ālooked goodā (still cute but naive to how/why ppl complimented me). People, almost always men, would compliment me endlessly begging me to stand, turn, bend, then more pleas to lift, flash, and strip. I wasnāt even horny for them, I just wanted to please. I was that sort lol.
Before I knew it, I fell victim to more cunning ppl. Ppl who hit all my weaknesses. Begged if I didnāt do what they asked then laughed and mocked me for actually doing it. I felt hot then insecure and tricked, eager to try to please again, earn that warmth back. And worse. It started to turn me on. When they laughed and called me a loser when I shook my ass I sat down, but my boy cunt was just a bit wetter. It was awful, and I couldnāt stop.
Finally- the worst happened. I met an actual sadist, a proper, in it to enjoy my embarrassment more than any part of me on screen. I remember after one task I wanted to go and then he said it. āI wouldnāt go if I were you, I took a screenshot šā my heart sank. I never even considered someone would do that- everything was cold and I could just hear his now blank screen laughing at me. I canāt even recount most of what he made me do here- but some of it, donāt laugh š- included twerking w my spatual in my ass on top of my shared dorms dining table while everyone was out, on my hands and knees a lot in the bathroom- it was bad š. Finally, he said he had one last task and he would let me go. Thank fuck. Ik it was stupid- he prob would screenshot this one too, but I was young and stupid and terrified. I said I would do it. This jackass made me do something Iād never even READ about, and I read some wild shit. Ultimately, I was hanging my my bedpost in a syrup filled wedgie š« topless and with a bright red ass (donāt ask). But I was done. I was free, and then, he ended the call. As those of you who ever used Omegle know- that switched the call to the next person and with my humiliating sticky situation, I couldnāt get down in time š the next group- another screen with no face, popped up and I saw immediate typing in the chat- I reached my laptop and slammed it shut. The worst part is Iāll never know who aw me or if that other guy ever deleted the photos, and learned, unfortunately, how wet, and sticky I got just bc some guys called me a loser and it triggered my daddy complex lol. Moral of the story, never send photos, and never do or say somrthing online u arenāt willing to have haunt u the rest of ur life. Or donāt wear underwear. I mostly do the second now lol
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