Katya Services Rap Star and Crew

So, you can see from my profile that me and my ex girlfriend (Katya) were an interracial couple. I'm Polynesian and she is Russian. She loves our skin contrast and I'm easily the most athletic of all her exes.

What happened threw me for a mile and although it was hard to understand at first, everything is better for everyone now, and life moved on. I'm sharing this here because I'm hoping somebody can explain or give me some insight into what may have gone through her mind. Why did she do that? I think the part that upsets anybody is 'not knowing'. You torment yourself thinking maybe you're being insecure, or imagining stuff that isn't real - enough to drive anybody crazy.

So I'm going to give the short version of events. If there's enough interest and response to this post I'd be willing to tell you her version, which she was good enough to confess to.

I'm an exec and have a good career. She is super arty - hippy girl. She was modelling when we met and i thought it was super cool that she'd be in all these cool music videos and fashion shoots but she loved being with me. There are richer, cooler, younger, more athletic guys - but she just wanted to be with me. How great was that?

This happened in 2019, she was 27 then. You can see what she looks like from my photos so I don't need to describe either of us. She wanted to transition from model to being a producer. From in front of the camera to being behind the camera. I was supportive. We both are hip/hop, rap music people. I grew up listening to it, and it's a way of life. She loved that we both enjoyed hip/hop, rap and the culture.

She got an offer to produce a video of a famous rap star. I'm not out to embarrass anybody so no names here. he was 21 in 2019. I met the guy. And his crew. The first video shoot was fine. We all went out and celebrated and had a great night when it was done. He was very polite to me - I suppose because I'm older, and we got along great - he insisted on putting his cell number in my phone as "little Bro". Nothing to dislike about him. Music was also pretty good. Couldn't go anywhere without listening to at least one of his songs on the dancefloor - any club.

She got another offer to shoot his next video. This would be on location. I couldn't be there but I supported that she go.

Just before she left she started a huge fight over nothing. I didn't even understand what we were fighting about. Then she blocked me on Whatsapp and Instagram etc. Seemed a little extreme but I figured it's stress.

A couple of days go by and I don't hear from her. That night, a buddy of mine who was dating her best friend happened to be in the same location. He called me in a panic and asked me "where the fuck are the girls?". I told him I hadn't heard from Katya in 2 days. What he told me next made my heart sink to the floor.

He intercepted a Whatsapp message on his girlfriend's cell phone - she was in the shower. It was a message from Katya telling her to get her ass over to the Villa for a crazy pool party. There was a pool, booze, coke, every mushroom, and of course the rap star and his crew. Of course my buddy went ape shit. They got into a huge argument and she left the hotel.

Now I was trembling. The girl I loved - I really did love her - was staying in a Villa, with a rap star and 4 other of his crew. WTF. Why would a producer have to stay in the same villa? I know how she loved pool parties (you've seen her in a bikini - she is outstanding), coke, rap stars and she loved to party. We have done some crazy stuff - even MFF threesomes with some of her friends. Knowing how she loved to party - and she was in a villa in an exotic beach location with a rap star, and his crew, with enough drugs to cure cancer in Africa - I couldn't sleep.

I imagined the worst of everything. My beautiful girl, partying, then giving her very special brand of fellatio, and super tight pussy, to these guys for 5 days. I couldn't take it on night 4 and I nearly hurt myself but God is great and a good friend happened to be there to save me from doing something I'd regret.

I got a call on day 5. An apology, and how she missed me and all that bullshit. I confronted her about what I knew and she just told me to stop imagining things, stop being so insecure, so jealous etc.

I knew something was wrong. I could feel it in my stomach. I wasn't imagining things. I went to pick her up at the airport and she was very loving. We got home and she basically raped me.

Her pussy felt super tight just how it always had. Maybe I was imagining stuff. Stupid me! Then I said to her how I missed her and her amazing tight pussy. She said something I will never forget. It haunts me to this day. I can still smell her perfume when I recall the words. She giggled and said,"Haha... Yes Baby, it always stays tight, that's my super power..."

I knew immediately. She had done it. The next morning, I told her to tell me what happened. She denied anything happened. I packed up my stuff and left the next day. Either she would tell me what happened, or it's over.

I pay for everything. The apartment, car, our lifestyle. I said I'm done. cancelled the lease on the apartment. She returned to Russia for a month. Finally she came back and told me she missed me and wanted to tell me everything, and hoped I could forgive her.

So, she told me everything. In detail. Believe it or not, I wasn't so much angry as I was relieved. At least I understood I wasn't going crazy, and I wasn't imagining things. I really couldn't believe this sweet hippy girl, that had been the perfect thing in my life for 2 years, could do what she did. Even if I told all of you, I'm pretty sure even you guys would have a hard time believing it.

Anyway, we tried spending time together again but it was no use. When we were alone together I couldn't get the image of her doing what she did for that guy out of my head. It really hurt me. I was 10 times the man that guy was. He's just a kid. Oke, a super famous kid, but that's it, just a kid. I'm a man.

I wasn't even bothered about her servicing the crew. Actually that part sounded quite exciting. Maybe I'm demented. But I even thought maybe we should stay together just so i could see her in action with a bunch of guys.

But the betrayal was too much for me. How could she love me, and do all those special things for that kid. That really made it impossible for me to take her back.

I met another girl - Nicole. You can see her picture in my profile too. I'm happier now and have no regrets. I know Katya regretted what she did. She begged me to take her back. to this day, I wonder if she still regrets what she did. She's a junior producer now. I just saw her doing a cooking show in Instagram.

So, thanks for being good listeners. I feel better getting to tell somebody. You can't tell this story to just anybody so it feels great to get it off my chest. If you have any idea what would possess Katya to do what she did, please share. I'm interested.

If there is enough interest in the detailed version of her Tropical Villa adventure, I might be willing to share. At least one part - to see if it makes me happy to tell somebody.

Peace y'all