AMA: The Boyfriend
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 452
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 452 - Robbie doubts his fiancee Cassidy's story, but he can see the guilt she's been carrying. When they were young she became a User of the Affection Multiplier App. It gamified her relationships and she became addicted to the chase - until she realized how she was betraying Robbie and hit rock bottom. Now Cassidy intends to make things right. They are about to spend a week with her fellow cosplayers, and her only goal is to give Robbie the love and sex he deserves. He isn't so sure about this.
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It was a little surprising that Ami was the one who spotted it first and sounded the alarm, sending the link in the group chat, but as the conversation went on, it became apparent why it happened that way.
Heather had put out a post on all of her social media.
‘I never thought I would have to say this, but it’s time I put things right.
Over the last several years I have been the victim of online harassment, bullying and the target of sexual harassment based on my looks, my job and my sexual orientation. I thought I had built a support system that made me strong enough to handle these ongoing problems. In the last two weeks I have discovered that my support system, especially someone very close to me, was anything but.
I have been betrayed, used, and humiliated for too long.
Next week I will be publishing an open letter to the online Sex Worker and Cosplay communities exposing my abusers, their disgusting activities, and the very real betrayals, bullying, backstabbing and jealous behaviour from some big names you will all know.
Stay tuned, and if you would like to offer support during this time a subscription to my OnlyFans, or a donation to my CashApp (links in bio) would be very appreciated.
Your DommyMommy,
Heaven’
It was perfect. Not true, but pretty fucking perfect. It hinted at all the right things to make the internet sit up and take notice. Sex, sex workers, cosplayers, ‘big names’, exposure, abusers, betrayal, and one and on. Salacious drama, with just enough personal information for people to start digging and rumour mongering. Cattie had already erased Heather from her social profiles before we’d even left the trip, and had done a purge of every mention and picture of her from her timelines while she’d been staying with me and Cass. That would be more than enough for people to start guessing, and since the ‘trip’ was known in Cosplayer circles and there had already been some minor drama about invites and such, people would guess it would be about something that happened there.
Heather had blocked everyone from the trip on her accounts. They’d all been following each other beforehand, since they’d all been trying to be friendly and support people they knew or were about to meet. I’d even been blocked, though I hadn’t been following her - before everything Cassidy had admitted to, I’d always thought it would be weird if I was following Cattie’s (then) girlfriend’s account where she posted sexually explicit content. Weird for my relationship, weird for my friendship with Cattie, weird for the few occasions I interacted with Heather.
Everyone on ‘our side,’ including Ginnie and Heels, had been blocked.
Everyone except Ami.
Maybe Heather just forgot about her, since Ami was the quietest of the group and had mostly stayed out of Heather’s way. Or maybe Heather hadn’t realised that Ami was ‘on’ one side or the other at all. Ginnie had even slept with Heather and Sherry, and had been blocked, probably because of her closeness to Leia. Based on Wanda’s reporting in the group chat, Heels was blocked as well, likely for the same reason.
Heather put that statement out to the world, wanting to keep it a secret from the very people she intended to accuse, for as long as possible.
My girlfriends were pissed.
I scrolled through, scanning more than reading what they were saying. Cattie was apologetic to everyone, and the others were supporting her - she was the main target of this, obviously. Cassidy wanted to go on the warpath. Zenya sounded like she wanted to fly up to Portland and hunt down Heather and jump her in an alley.
Becca was the voice of reason, as far as I could tell, and spent the first fifteen minutes or so (and about half of the three hundred or more messages) keeping the others from doing something too rash. Then she was organising.
It looked like conversations got moved into other group chats or personal messages, and our large group chat became more for venting. I was able to scroll through the volume quickly, not seeing anything else specifically alarming or catching my attention.
“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath.
The guy in my row grumbled pointedly, and I looked up from my phone and realised that the plane had not only lined up with the terminal, but we were already disembarking, and it was almost to us.
“Sorry, I’ll let you out,” I told the guy, and thirty seconds later, I stepped into the aisle to let him out past me, and then sat back down in my seat while he grabbed his bag from the overhead bin.
Opening up my individual texts, I hesitated before thumbing into Cattie’s texts first. Needing to make that decision, trying to prioritise whose text I would look at first, was another one of those little gut punches. In any normal world, I would have been prioritising Cassidy, no questions asked. But the world had gone ... I wasn’t even sure anymore.
Cattie was apologising, mostly, to me and to Cassidy, and cursing out Heather. Near the end, she told me not to worry, that she would take care of it, and she was talking with Becca and Wanda. I quickly texted her back that I’d just landed, I didn’t think she had anything to be sorry for, I loved her, and I would call her as soon as I had some privacy.
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