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By *eed2bsub OP Man
over a year ago
Cheltenham |
All you are about to read is true and happened this week.
I had been chatting online for a couple of weeks with this man on the sistersite to this. He had a great mind for the erotic and a real dominant attitude which I loved, was what I was looking for. We soon wanted to meet and play out what we had been discussing. Limits and safe words were agreed. We just had to sort out the when.
After one false start the day was agreed. I was to visit him in his home in my lunch break. He told me in detail exactly what I was to do, when to arrive etc.
This is the true account.
I admit I was nervous. Scared even. But the excitement outweighed it two fold, as I drove over to his place. I had messaged him to let him know I was on my way. Traffic was kind and I arrived on time and sent a message to tell him I was outside, parked slightly away from his house. The reply came telling me the door was unlocked and to come in. I had a pair of my wife's dirty knickers in my pocket and a dog collar and lead tucked under my jumper.
The door was unlocked. I went in and locked it. The toilet was off the hallway. I went in, closed the door and stripped. I removed my chastity cage too. I placed my folded clothes on the floor. I put the collar and lead on then I took out the dirty knickers and my poppers. On a stool was the drawstring material bag I was ordered to put over my head.
I stepped out into the hallway, trembling! I took a few sniffs of the poppers, wishing I had bought a fresh stronger bottle to get through what was about to happen! A few deep breaths and I pulled the bag down over my head. It was total blackout, but I couldn't see anything but vague outlines.
'You cunt slut is ready Master.' I said the words loudly as ordered, noting the tremble in my voice!
I heard a door open and could make out only the vague shadow of the man who stepped out. He came towards me. He took the knickers from my hand and inspected them as he said he would making sure that they were indeed warn and dirty. He placed then back in my hand and picked up the lead. 'Follow me cunt slut!' He growled in a rough tone and tugging me forward by the lead. Gingerly I followed, turning when the lead pulled me along until he stopped me in what I presume was his living room.
He stopped me somewhere in the middle of the room. He touched my cock and inspected my balls making derogatory comments about them. The exact words slip my mind now as what unfolded kinda made them slip away!
He told me to kneel down on the floor and sniff my poppers. My first task was to show him just how subservient I was. I had to do something that I hate! I had to rim his ass! He had assured me that he would be freshly showered and clean especially in that area! I was still reluctant despite the poppers. Again I wished the ones I had were stronger!
He told me as i inhaled he was going to kneel on the sofa, I heard it creak as he did so. He told me to find his ass, to lift the hood only enough to uncover my mouth. I obeyed to the letter, found his sturdy backside and moved in!
Thankfully as promised he was indeed freshly washed and totally clean! I licked across his anus with long strokes. He told me that was good. To lick harder. To lick his hole. To lick up his ass! To get my useless cunt slut tongue up his asshole deeper! I obeyed! I only took one extra sniff of poppers. I worked my tongue as far up his bumhole as far as I could, licking and slurping. He growled I was doing at least a decent job! He told me to move don't and lick his balls. They were massive! Real bull sized balls. I licked then like puppy licking its master face! He ordered me back to rim his hole and I obeyed.
After a few minutes licking his asshole he told me to stop. He told me to turn to the side. He moved in front over me, raising the hood so that I caught a glimps of his cock before he pushed it into my mouth! I was big and really thick! The thought 'beer can' popped into my head as I stretched my jaws and sucked on his big meaty cock. It was a struggle but so good! He moved away and sat down and guided me back onto his cock again, pushing me down, making me gag. I loved it!
All to soon he ordered me off his cock and to get in position for the next stage. I shuffled to the position he wanted and got down on all fours.
'You know what's coming don't you slut cunt?'
'Yes Master.'
'You want it?'
'Yes Master.' I said shakely taking a few deep sniff of the poppers.
'Stuff those dirty knickers all the way in your mouth slut cunt!'
I pushed the knickers right inside my mouth.
He nudged my knees further apart, snarling at me to spread my legs wider. I obeyed.
The first kick of his bare foot caught my balls! I squealed in pain and collapsed on the carpet gasping though my wife's dirty knickers! The pain went from my balls right up into my guts! I knew then that this man didn't have any qualms about dishing out pain! So many I have encountered before say they can, but when push comes to shove..........
He told me I was fucking useless or words to that affect! He told me to get back in possiton! I struggled back into position. I flinched as he nudged my aching balls with his toes!
The second kick double me up again! I was squealing and gasping in even greater pain!
He ordered me back into position! It took me a bit longer this time. He reached down and toyed with my tender balls. Remarked that he was amazed I had managed to father any children, mocking my cock which was doing its best to retract and hide in my body!
The third kick again sent me sprawling in agony! Yet somehow I managed to struggle back into position when he ordered me to.
The fourth kick to my balls was the hardest yet! I really yelped! The knickers partially out of my mouth as I gasped out my safe word!
He stopped and told me that that part was over. I knew then that he was a safe person to be with, who stuck to limits as promised.
I lay gasping and sniffing back the tears.
He told me to get back in position. I struggled up.
He made further derogatory comments about my manhood and what a fucking cunt slut I was, as he fastened the humbler on! It pulled on my aching balls, an agony of its own!
I knew what was coming! I sniffed deeply at the poppers.
I felt the cane touch teasingly in my backside! He jiggled my balls with the tip! He poked at my exposed bumhole with the end! All the while raining insults on me!
The cane came down on my backside! Hard! Fuck he really didn't hold back! This man was willing to hurt! I squeeled as the stipe of red hot pain cut across my flesh!
The second was no lighter! Nor the third, fourth, fifth, sixth! I was sobbing under the hood! I didn't say the safe word, but he knew I was at my limit!
'One more slut cunt!' He challenged! I made a noise that complied. The seventh landed! Tears filled my eyes! I knew that I was marked! I knew that I would be bruised! I knew I would be fidgeting in my seat when I got back to work!
He took of the number and face fucked me for a few minutes!
Now he was going to fuck me!
He poured cool lube down my crack, over my hole. I sniffed poppers!! His huge fat cock pushed at my hole! Pushed! Pushed!
I don't know if it was the pain in my balls or the welts on my ass but I didn't open quick enough to him!
He gave up and used my mouth instead! Fucking it! Then as I knelt mouth wide open he jerked his cock until it shot a huge load of the most delicious spunk all over my tongue!
'Now fuck of slut cunt!' He ordered, leading me back to the toilet and leaving me to change.
I was still trembling when I got in the car! My balls ached like made and my bottom was burning hot and stinging! I drove away, noticing in the middle I still had some of him spunk on my chin! I licked it from my fingers!
It was only later that he messaged me and told me that there had been another man there watching it all! Somehow this added to the excitement and my humiliation.
I want more from this man.
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