A story in Femdom - My controlling girlfriend has a bad reputation

I'm Ali, 30 years old.. I can't exactly define my preferences because I pretty much like everything.. I like fucking and being fucked and I really like submitting but let me be honest with you that my love for being fucked and submitting is much bigger than anything else.. and that's what I'm better at too.. I've been living alone for a long time and about 4 years ago I entered the strangest relationship of my life.. so let me tell you from the start I had a long-time friend on Facebook and we were very close but we didn't get involved in our sexual details and one day we were chatting while both of us were bored so it turned into excitement and we decided to exchange secrets one by one.. she confessed to me that she's involved with a married man and loves him very much, his name is Nasser, and he fucks and opens her.. and I confessed to her that I want to be submissive to her and that I've been fucked before and of course I took the opportunity and after I learned that her man was married I kept telling her to leave him and that it's sinful and she firmly refused but she accepted me as her submissive though everything between us was still online Until one time she called me crying and told me she was upset because she had arranged with Nasser, her lover, to meet him in a friend's apartment so he could fuck her, and when she arrived his friend came in and said I'll fuck her too or I'll expose her, and then Nasser left her and went down and left his friend to fuck her and of course he had arranged that with his friend.. and of course I exploited the matter and kept begging and groveling so she would agree to be with me until she told me I will come to you and we'll try having sex and if it goes well you'll be accepted, if it doesn't you won't be, that's it, you'll remain my dog because this sexual thing is very important to me and of course I agreed and I tore myself apart continuing and sucking up and pretending to be brave in hopes of coming out a stud The day she was going to come finally came. As soon as she entered my apartment and I was serving her, she took off her shoe and I started kissing her foot, she changed her clothes and sat for a bit and then we started getting hot. She lay on her back and I straddled her — my dick wouldn't get hard, it was dead! She kept trying every way to suck me, to turn me on however she could. She looked at me with contempt and said, "Nasser, his dick used to get rock hard the moment I looked at him, but you look like a queer — you need a dick in your ass for it to stand up." When she said that my dick actually started to get hard. She noticed and started turning it up, insulting me more... she spat in my face and told me, "Fuck, you queer, you freak," then tried to get closer and put her finger in my asshole. My dick got harder and harder and I kept fucking and bringing them to orgasm. She kept laughing then told me, "Okay, go on with your finger." I kept fucking her with my finger in her pussy until she came too. She looked at me mockingly and said, "This won't do, you need a lot more work, or when we get married we'll find someone to fuck both of us." I crawled down on my knees, kissed her feet and apologized. Things stayed like that between us for a while but I stayed cautious and kept using a sexual stimulant before she came over, until she told me, "Okay, I'm agreed to you, come meet my family." I went to meet her family in a working-class area. As I was walking there I was met by a guy named Mustafa who asked me if I was really planning to propose. Then he said we're all young guys, this girl is wild and her pictures are on every phone in the neighborhood. He took out his phone and showed me nudes of her. I stood frozen, embarrassed, not knowing what to say. I left and when she came to me later I told her what had happened. She took out her phone, called him and started insulting him and telling him to stop messing with her and other things until he said, "Don't hurt my dick!" I was shocked to hear her say to him, "Honestly, I miss you," and the call went in a different direction until I saw her motioning with her finger to her leg for me to come kiss her foot while she did a phone sex call with him on my bed until she came and finished. Then she told me, "Mustafa has a big dick — the fucking reached halfway to my stomach." I didn't know how to respond and after a while I asked her, "After we get married you won't do that again, right?" She said, "It pleases me and that's enough for me and I won't do it anymore. And by the way, since I met you I haven't had any real relationship." I believed her, of course, like an idiot, and things kept going until a surprise happened: I found a number had messaged me on WhatsApp from someone named Ahmed saying, "Your fiancée was caught in a house with a guy named Nasser and he's fucking her. His wife walked in, caught them, dragged her out into the street, beat her in front of people, and of course people filmed her and she was exposed/shamed. Then he kept telling me that she was actually involved with him and that she loves him, and that they had agreed she would marry him once he got his affairs in order, then divorce me and marry him — and that he could fuck her even while we were married. He says he's telling me this now because she cheated on him. And of course after that incident I left her because I couldn't show my face to people because of her."