How to humiliate someone with one sentence

It started out slow,

Electricity and warm in my chest,

In my face

Each breath I exhaled was like breathing out alcohol

But in a good, addicting way

I would graze my hand over his face, touch his chest, make my way down

He would pull me closer by my waist

The ecstasy it was

And as the desire grew deeper

We grew closer

With each layer stripped

He would ask me to do something

I felt disgusted even thinking about

But I did it for him, for his pleasure

I wanted him to be happy

And when everything was done

I had horrible nausea in my stomach.

A few days passed, and he decided to share

He said I did it wrong

He said he didn’t have the pleasure he could have, if I did it another way

I did something I felt disgusting doing

I hated it, but I did it for him

And he shamed me for the way I did it for him