My ex made me an anal slut

It took years for my ex to talk me into anal sex but I finally gave in. He had fingered me a little and tried to lick me but I wasn't into it.

Our relationship was a bit rocky and I figured if I finally let him do it that maybe it would improve things between us and or he'd give it up on the ass play. The night I agreed to do it I got good and drunk and picked up some lube that was supposed to have a numb effect. Well, it hurt like hell anyway. He fingered me and licked my asshole first getting himself worked up and trying to get me used to it. I screamed like crazy when he finally stuck his dick in and this just excited him more and he didn't take it slow at all. He fucked me hard and didn't stop until he came in my ass.

I didn't speak to him for days but he wined and dined me and in a few weeks, he talked me into trying again. He said he was really sorry he didn't take it slow and do it proper like. He had just been too excited and now wanted to make it right with me and not a horrible experience. I can't believe I agreed but I did. We planned a romantic evening, had some drinks, smoked a little and he did as he promised, he took it slow. It wasn't as bad as the first time but I knew this would be my last time.

We've played with bondage in the past and so the night worked its way to me tied up on my back, my legs spread and ankles pulled above my head, my ass spread open and sticking up. After making sure I was securely bound, he started fingering my asshole, then pulled out his camera and started taking photos. When I yelled at him he put a gag in my mouth and fingered me harder with a couple fingers, taking pics and video. He started to tongue fuck my asshole and took pics and video of that too. I later saw that while my face was shown, he blurred out his face.

He stuck a dildo up my butt and fucked me with it and he finally fucked me with his cock deep inside my butt. He took more pics and video, the last showing his cum seeping out my ass and my face.

The last straw was finding out he uploaded some photos to some amateur porn sites. He blurred out my face on the first ones but said he'd upload more with my face showing if I didn't agree to more of his fantasies. He wanted me to be with his best friend. To let his best friend anal fuck me so he could watch. I had to consent because I couldn't risk him posting those pics and videos.

His friend came over and my ex video'd the entire thing while he jerked off watching me being violated. You ask why I continued to go along with it? I didn't feel like I had a choice, my self esteem was shot, I was terrified of being exposed and I didn't feel I had anywhere to turn.

The last time I saw my ex was the night we went to a bar in the sketchier part of town. Mostly bikers and neighborhood drunks. He had me wear a dress with no panties and he kept pulling the hem up to show my ass to anyone who wanted to look. A couple men groped my butt and smacked it and my ex encouraged it. We left after awhile. We were both drunk and walked across the road to a motel across the street. He got a room for the night and we both went in and passed out.

It wasn't until a little later that I realized I had passed out, but not my ex. He tied me to the bed, face down, legs spread, pillows under my hips, my ass up in the air and left. When he came back, he left the door open and had some guys from the bar with him. He said something to the effect of "honey, here's the gangbang you always fantasized about" He told the other men they could finger me, lick me, eat me and fuck me but only in my asshole with a condom on. My ex put a dildo in my pussy with a vibrator against my clit and the worst night of my life began.

I had strange fingers in my ass, tongues in my asshole and was anally fucked about three times. I didn't complain because he said he'd let them stick their dicks and fingers in my mouth after my ass if I complained. Nobody came in me but as things progressed he told them to cum on top of my ass. He took photos and video the entire time. The door stayed open and drew a few voyeurs. I cried but that type of neighborhood just made decent people look away. The night manager of the motel came down once but he just jerked off and took photos for himself.

In the morning my ex said he didn't want to see me anymore. I asked what he was going to do with the pics and videos and he just said he didn't know. He didn't really care about them now. I went through emotional hell feeling rejected, wanting him back, hating myself, hating what happened. I tried telling him I'd give him anal anytime he wanted if he just came back to me but he had moved on.

A couple months later I hadn't heard from him and was starting to get over it and one night he called, drunk, wanting to come over. I was smart enough to say no but then he started sending me some of the photos and videos. That lasted for a few weeks but I just blocked his calls and prepared for the worst. He did end up uploading some of the photos and videos but he must have found some shred of decency because he blurred my face.

I moved away and haven't seen or heard from him since and now it almost feels like it was some distant nightmare but I do worry from time to time that someone will find out about it or the pics and videos will show up somewhere.

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