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How bad is it if ive been chatting with a past student for a few weeks now and been being drained by her?

How is everyone over the holiday season? I can’t wait for it to be over I’m sorry. It makes me feel more lonely than ever, everyone with their families and partners, I have none of that it just ends up being a trash time for me. It just doesn’t feel so jolly at all like it did when we were children and that also gets me down. It’s just shitty that the holidays have such a bad influence on my mental health when it’s supposed to be a happy moment yet I’ll probably just be alone on Reddit all day lol

Hi there.

I guess it was asked before, but what do you thinj about blackmail? I find the idea insanely hot. But also scary. I will possibly never try it. I still havent despite being attracted to it, I am mentally strong enouhh to resist, but I am still interested in the fantasy itself.

Subs or Dommes,

What is longest you had blue balls (not being allowed to cum) or made your sub have blue balls?

Me, I have had blue balls for so long now that I can’t remember the last time I squirted 💦

Sometimes my balls ache so bad that I go to sleep and when I wake in the morning I’m still in pain. When I walk, I’m hunched over and have to walk with my legs spread cause my balls hurt so bad.

Sitting down or standing up is so painful from gooning for hours and hours on end and not allowed to cum.

I don’t even like to touch my own cock unless I’m told to and I always get permission to nutt… 🥜

Subs or Dommes… Let’s laugh 🤣

I think I’m an easy target for girls to take advantage of because I’m vulnerable I guess. I’m not attractive, I’m weak minded, pretty girls can easily take advantage of me. If I’m out drinking at a bar or whatever pretty much all the time I’ll get used for drinks and then girls will disappear. It’s small things like that which end up playing on my mind and making me think wow I really am just a loser and that I am just probably going to be alone forever honestly. So many stereotypes and mean things said to me in findom are just harsh truths it feels like.

I read a similar story and it inspired me to want to share something I went through several years ago that lasted something like 9 months, where a woman was slowly making me financially obligated towards her.

Years back, I worked at an office job in a business park with a lot of surrounding buildings and restaurants. Most days for lunch I’d take a walk to one of the nearby fast food restaurants. There were a lot of interesting characters who’d linger around. It was a very high traffic area in a busy city. Sometimes I’d see a young woman walking through who was very beautiful but looked in rough shape: tattered clothes, severe scarring on her arms and legs. I think she had mental health and family issues (possibly drug issues), but we never become close friends and I never pried into her personal life. I just tried to help, though it admittedly went further than I expected. I again have to reiterate – she was extremely beautiful and it was a very strange juxtaposition to see a woman who looked like a model who was in this condition.

One day, as I was heading back to the office with my lunch, she walked by, approached me and asked if I had a cigarette. I told her no (I wasn’t a smoker), but then for some reason something came over me and I told her I could go buy her a pack (from the gas station attached to the restaurant) if she wanted, which she accepted. Nothing else really came from this day – she thanked me after I fetched her the cigarettes (the reason I had to go buy them myself was I didn’t carry cash on me).

What surprised me was that she appeared at the same time, the next day, asking again for another pack, so I again obliged. This went on for about a few weeks without anything particularly interesting happening. We never really exchanged pleasantries or got to know each other. She would simply wait at the same spot, around the same time each day.

After the few weeks passed, I skipped on the fast food for a few days at the end of a week. I’ll admit there was a small part of me that felt a pressure that there seemed to be an expectation established, but I dismissed those thoughts. Once Monday rolled around, I again went out for lunch and it was apparent my suspicions were correct as she was waiting in her same spot, visibly angry. She demanded to know where I was last week and chewed me out for not being there to get her cigarettes. I truthfully was too shocked to react in any way except to freeze (and I’ve truthfully always been very timid and averse to confrontation). All I could do was apologize and offer to buy her more again. This time, she followed me inside and grabbed multiple things for me to buy and ordered herself a lunch – all of which I paid for.

I’ll admit that after this, I was left feeling all kinda of emotions – shock, confusion, frustration, but also intrigue and a little excited. It triggered a small thrill that I didn’t understand and never felt before. Something that shifted this from a strange little favor I was doing for a stranger to something that began possessing my mind and made me look forward to.

I think this incident firmly established a sort of obligation, because from here it became a slippery slope with clear expectations in place. Now, it was not just cigarettes every day, but also lunch and snacks. Soon after, she started asking for money to pay for the bus (at this point I started carrying cash on me to accommodate her). Then it was to pay for her cell phone. Then it was to help with rent “this one time” which then became a regular pattern every month.

One of the most shocking, but memorable moments, was one day at the shop, without warning, she reached into my pocket, pulled my wallet out, took a brief look at the cash and then took out all of the large bills and then put the wallet back in my pocket (I don’t know exactly how much she took, but it was probably $100 or so).

This all came to a sudden end when mass layoffs hit the company out of nowhere. I came to work, went home soon after without getting lunch and that was it. She and I never exchanged information, so I was off the hook (and if I wasn’t, it would have been complicated to keep helping her). I always wondered what happened to her, and was certain that she must have been angry at my sudden disappearance.