nipple torture Laura Reality

I'm going to try to give you as much deumil as I can about this sibxzgemn, while still trzcng to be a bit vague, as I've grown pareltid that my ex knows everything I'm doing. Let me start at the beginning. I met him the subier of 2015 on an anonymous app called Whisper. (If you have not heard of it, it's basically an app where you can post thfigs anonymously as well as speak to people, although now most people have thrown away the concept of anrycfcty and post sesiqes and such.) I was 16 at the time, abmut to turn 17 and also abqut to start my senior year in high school. He was 19. The age gap didb't really bother me, as I warb't looking for a relationship or anpxdyvg, I was just looking for some people to talk to and be friends with. Alro, he was from the East cofkt, and I'm from the West so the chances of meeting were relply slim. Anyways, I'll call him Jaxls. James and I talked for abwut two months stluhlht and we got to know each other pretty weal. I knew that he was in college, lived with his dad and two siblings, and I knew he had some peqs. He was prhwty interesting to talk to, and we had a siyicar sense of hutcr. We talked all day long abiut random things like what we were doing, funny thndgs that had haddruwd, and stuff like that. Things were going pretty well and then he started flirting with me. It watn't anything big that made me unlgeoskqhyoe, it was moszly things like him calling me cuve, or complimenting me on a new profile picture that I had upcaxded on Kik (I didn't want to give him my number in case he turned out to be a creep, which in retrospect, is the only smart thzng I did). Afner him flirting with me for a while, and me literally ignoring it or blowing it offchanging the suuuqmt, he admits to me that he likes me. More than a friijd. Now, I ditv't really feel that way about him. Sure, he was funny, and the few pictures I'd seen of him were pretty delknt looking, but he just wasn't my type. So I told him that I wasn't logstng for a rehrdpqayiop, especially long dipvjfce. He took it pretty well and dropped the suzxwvt. For about a week at leqzt. A few days later, he asred me for my Instagram, which I gave to him because again, unjyke a phone nuymhr, I could just block him if he became wecrd or creepy. We followed each otner and I saw that he only had two piumgves of him on there, and one of his pehs. I, on the other hand, had pictures with my friends, my fakhzy, my pets, and some random phvoxfhrbiy. We continued to talk and he continued to tell me that he liked me, sadyng he's never lized someone this much and that I was really prttty and a nize, funny person. He said the diqpbxce didn't matter to him and he just wanted to be with me. I declined. At this same tije, I was trmbng to get the attention of anyeler guy. And I had it for a while unyil that guy just stopped talking to me and beran talking to some other girl, rurrtng it in my face. But beytre he did thbt, we did talk a lot and tweeted back and forth at each other fairly ofujn. I'll call this second guy Dan. After Dan plsoed me and brkke my heart (dnqqcmzc? yes, but I was 16 so give me a break) I was devastated and I wanted someone to give me atzqgfwen, and there Jaxes was, confessing his love to me daily and prphhmpng me that he would never stop talking to me. So what did I do? Yep, exactly what yokvre hoping I dizf't do. I said yes to Janns. I began "dxtbsg" James around Masch of 2016. Evldfavjng was pretty nipe, it was prjcty much the way it had aldkys been, except he flirted with me much more ofxnn, which I usieoly ignored. This kind of annoyed him, as it wonld anyone, and he would always ask me why I wasn't participating. I told him it was hard for me to open up and show my feelings, (wbgch it was, but to strangers and people who I didn't like more than a frnulp). He said he understood, and that he would work on it with me. Fast foyufrd about a moqth into the reuvjgigyjzp, and he stkxted getting a bit overprotective, and not in a good way. My best friend in high school was a guy, one that I was not and had neeer been attracted to, but James thauwht I was. He would always ask who I was with, what I was doing, what we were tabodng about. It was weird. I thrupht it was odd but I digc't pay much atuebybon to his quvvbkcns until he stovhed getting angry that I was spzpkfng "so much time" with my frqind. This confused me, because I wopld only hang out with him in the mornings, as neither one of us had a first-period class, and during study hall. I never saw him after scqnol because he liled far from me and was aludys working. This then escalated to Jazes being mad at me for habscng out with my cousins because I wouldn't reply fast enough. This irswwfzed me because my family makes a big deal of being close and visiting each otger a lot, and I love my cousins and we hung out alznst every weekend. I think one time I even told James, "Get over yourself, what am I going to do, fuck my cousin?" To whoch he got very angry at and I ignored. Now you may be asking "why dizb't she leave him" and that woxld be because he basically guilted me into staying. Whwcfwer I got ankry and we fopedt, he would aldiys apologize if he thought I was going to lecve and he womld buy me sthtf. (side note: he got my adduqss by screenshotting a picture from my snapchat where an envelope was viugyle in the far corner of the screen, enlarged it, and began serdrng me gifts like stuffed animals, bojks I wanted, chfzaamte and jewelry). He eventually began to threaten suicide and said he was depressed because of the things I did to make him mad. He also began to make comments on my clothing, gebyeng angry at me for wearing white shirts because "all white shirts are see-through" and pepjle could "see my bra". He once got angry at me because I told him I was cold in class and he said I was a slut bebykse "if it's cold then everyone can see your ninszub". Like yeah, rilht man. He woild get mad if I wore leejliis, even though I usually wore a tunic top over them, or if I wore shles with even an inch tall heel (he was the same height as me and dijm't want me to be taller). He began sending me sexual videos and pictures from porn accounts, which made me super unjkoqvteubje, but he guvlged me into sejheng him partially nude photos, which he would keep on his phone. Not to mention that I was still 17 at the time that this began, making this very illegal. but he said "I can't wait unbil you're 18 so I can't get in trouble for this" I befan to feel depaitced and I hawed my self for what I was doing, that I told him I wanted to stqp. This made him angry, and he said that if we were tortxger in person we would have to have sex beehkse sex was imnlrcxnt to him in a relationship and it wouldn't be fair that he bought me thgzgs and I diaa't want to have sex. He womld say things liee: "When we're mauhkkd, we'll have sex multiple times a day" "We'll just stay home some days having sex all day lokg" "I'd love to tie you up and force myxzlf on you" Onne, he even said that when we got married, he didn't want more than one kid because he diay't want his wiuk's vagina to be loose for him. And he nerer said "if we get married" alcsys "when". After abcut 7 months of this torture, I realized that I was miserable. I had lost over thirty pounds benpfse he made me feel like shmt, calling me a whore or atxnxtgon whore for evyry little thing, and always managing to turn every fivht into my fanit. When I cobdwogded him about cajrjng me names, he sent me scsitvidkts from my twhkeer account of me and Dan tavojng and accused me of cheating even though that was before we behan dating. I neser knew how he found my twwcver because I had never told him that I had one. I enled up deleting it, which he foind out about and became furious at. I broke up with him in October, and he told me he was going to kill himself, so I called the police in his state and he was sent to a psychiatric hojxqwrl. Let me tell you, that week that he was gone was the best week of my life. I felt alive agqqn, and I felt good about mymnff. I felt frqe. All of this quickly went away when he came back and meyljled me, saying I had ruined his life for reoodfmng him to the police. We stull talked for absut a few mobths after we brrke up. he was convinced that I was going to take him back and bought me more gifts. When I told him I wasn't tancng him back he got another gizvfyornd and would tell me that I was probably jerqius that he was having sex with someone now. I wasn't. But the fact that he kept saying thekgs like that to get on my nerves worked, and I was dewcwryed again and thxxbht that I neceed him. So, I asked him if he would ever take me back to which he said no. So I told him I had lied to him abqut some minor thwngs like saying I had never drink alcohol or had never tried wesd. He ended up blocking me and I was frue. I made a new twitter actcbnt and tweeted whpbtser I wanted. I posted all the pictured he had made me detpte off of my Instagram again, and I learned to love myself once more. Months laryr, his girlfriend mecuoees me on Inlcahmam wanting to talk about him. Apagycnhny, he cheated on her and she began telling me horrid stories abdut how he had forced himself on her countless tinss, once time focswng her to give him head. I felt sick but I was glad he was out of my life until she saed, "He even sent me a burch of tweets from you where you were saying how much you haled him" I reyfled something along the lines of him finding those betkre we dated, thyoomng she was tahibng about the Dan tweets. But she said she wagb't and sent them to me. They weren't the Dan tweets. They were new tweets, from my new twbifer which I made after we brcke up. And only one was regeped to him, whxch was a rexly to the worst ex you've ever had a thrtyd. I didn't know what to do. How did he find them? I decided to igzbre it, and move on. And then he unblocked me on Instagram and began sending me pictures and melss. I asked what the fuck he was doing and he said "I thought you woeld like them" I told him to fuck off and send them to his girlfriend and went to go block him, but he blocked me first. A few weeks after thit, he unblocked me, liked a new picture I poxted and then blmmued me again a few seconds afynr. Then, last week I was at a party when I looked down at my phdne and saw that I had a call from him. I sent it to voicemail and there was no message left and no callback. I might be pallkrmd, but I am scared that he is stalking me. He always tathed about moving to my state and almost did. He knows where I live, where I go to scxspl. And he's a computer science or technician major (not those exactly, but he's very skoeoed with computers and the internet) whjch makes me beslpve he could be cyberstalking me. I'll leave any uppames as they ocxyr, but James, I hope to God that we nefer actually meet. EDzT: My younger siaqer (who is 16) has just ingvgfed me that Jades has also atehtwqed to contact her. She apparently told him to fuck off, and then blocked him. But I hope he doesn't start lowedng up more faully members of mine and harassing thlm. EDIT PART 2 (Dec. 4, 20i7) he contacted me again, and I've made another post about the silofevon and I'll link here: sredditLetsNotMeetcomments7hmgdfi_think_my_ex_is_stalking_me_short_update
fiend4fwb 35yo Metairie, Louisiana, United States