TAIMAT-X: Episode 003 "stu" BDSMerotica

TAIMAT-X : Episode 003 "Stu"

March 25, 2004 ~ Saturday Evening

Rain pours down onto the pavement, illuminated briefly by a flash of lightning. The roll of distant thunder follows as I step across the street and shove open the door of a smoky pub.

My coat is soaked and my spirits are low as my partner chatters on the other end of my cell phone. This job was becoming way more stressful than I ever intended.

"No, Jerry, listen, I'm not gonna go down that route. It's a waste of time. No. It's a fuckin waste of time." I sneeze and wipe my nose against the cold, wet plastic as I shuffle up to the bar. I nod at Tony, and he smiles as he pours me a chilled, neat vodka.

"Well that's their problem, Randy. I can't control what their friggin department does with its hardware."

Tony looks at me with a chuckle and a sigh. He's seen first hand how this crap has dragged me down.

The door opens and I glance over to see an amzing sight. She's five foot six maybe and about one hundred and thirty pounds. Her hair is jet black with cyan highlights and her body is just to die for. A tight, white tank top is sopped and sticking to her impressive chest and her jean shorts are cutoff halfway up her thigh. God damned daisy dukes. Fuck me now.

She looks young though. Real young. Like nineteen at the most. Way out of my old man league.

"I'm gettin drunk, Randy. I'll see you in the office." I say into the cellphone and clap it shut. It's older, sure, but is a smartphone smarter than a little cellphone? I doubt it.

I wasn't really getting drunk, but if I told him I was about to try and hit on a teenager he'd laugh so hard he'd give himself a heart attack. And frankly, I need him for this project I'm on.

My eyes are glued to this angel as she walks up to the bar out of the rain like an abandoned kitten.

"I think you're lost, sweetheart." Tony says, cleaning a glass.

"No! I'm sorry, I know I'm too young to drink. I just- it's my car. It's totally shit the bed. Do you know somewhere I could get a ride to Port Sterling?"

"You need some help fixing it?" I ask, like a moron. I don't know a fucking thing about cars.

"No. I'm sure its totally dead. It's been acting up lately. I really need a ride though. Are you heading that way at all?"

"Yeah, actually." No. No I was not. But I sure as hell was now.

"Can you give me a ride!?"

"Absolutely." I nod at Tony and he gives me this look like I'm about to try feeding an alligator or something. I sort of feel like it, too. My nerves are so shot it feel like I'm getting kicked in the chest by a horse. Maybe this isn't a good idea.

"Oh my gosh, Thank you!" She says. She crosses her arms and peels off her soaked tanktop like she's at the fucking beach. Two glasses shatter adn most of the conversation comes to a complete stop.

Her midriff is a temple and a pink bathing suit top does its best to clasp in her stunning cleavage. Her rockstar body is a toasted tan, and it occurred to me that she's probably some kind of surf nut or something. Son of a bitch, what a tease.

She reaches into her backpack and pulls out a drier shirt and wiggles into it before looking out over the crowd. A large cigar hits the floor, dropped from a bearded, fat man's open mouth.

"Let me just run to the toilet real quick." I say. It's a long drive to Sterling.

The bathroom is a dingy, stained dungeon with pasty, green stalls embelished with graffiti. It smells of a mix of bleach, alcohol, and vomit. The muffled roar of the bar snaps into a blast of noise as the door opens and some drunken, mid-life crisis stumbles in and pukes into the nearest stall.

I unzip and leak myself. Shit. Already starting to get hard. Don't be dumb, Stu, I think to myself. She'll never go for you.

I peek out the door at her. She's still standing by the bar with a large dufflebag next to her on the floor. Her back is arched as she ties her ponytail up and her tits thrust up out of her chest. It's prety hilarious actually, as every man in the room is locked onto her.

I walk out and jingle my keys at her. "Ready?"

"Yeah!" She smiles. Wow. What a smile. The smile that only a hot, college, teenage sex goddess could smile. It was warm and inviting and everything I would probably never be able to touch.

I grab her duffle and nearly yank my shoulder out of its socket. "Holy fuck! What is that, a refrigerator!?"

She giggles and flashes that sexy smile again. "Just books for school."

More like the whole friggin library, but whatever. I pick it up and we walk out. It doesn't feel like books. It feels like tools or something. I decide it's better to not ask questions. I don't want to scare her off.

I jog over to my '69 Chevy pickup like quasimodo with her dufflebag of concrete and open the creaking door. I lug the bag into the middle seat and she climbs in the passenger side.

The rain is muffled and I shake the water from my jacket. My keys are cold and wet as I crank the ignition and the truck chugs to life.

"Nice truck." She says, running beautiful hands ove rmy dashboard. Her nails are short and clear. Looks like she chews on them, maybe. I kind of like it.

I pull out of the lot and we drive towards the highway.

"So what do you do?" she asks. I swallow hard.

"I'm a network administrator." I say. "you?"

Her eyes are blackish-brown, and her cheeks are full and young looking. Man she is just dead sexy. For a moment, I contemplate throwing self-control to the wind and surrendering whatever life I have left to federal prison.

"I work in machine sales." She twirls her hair around her finger. Long, spaghetti strands of black, silky hair with those bright cyan highlights lacing through her fingertips. "Probably even more boring than being a computer nerd. Not that, like, you're a nerd. I mean, I like nerds anyway. I'm going to school for marine biology though. College is fun." she laughs.

Dark thoughts start percolating in my mind. Too dark. Best to stay away from that. I try to keep my eyes on the road, but her face and body are complete eye candy.

"So... I have a confession." she says.

"Oh?"

"Yeah... I um, I wasn't really looking for a ride to Sterling."

Warning lights start going off in my mind. Sexy, wet, young woman in my truck with me and we have no destination. This is way too good to be true.

"So where are you going?" I ask.

"I was kind of hoping I could stay at your place - DON'T FREAK OUT! I just, I knew you would probably say no or people would try to get me to go to a hotel. I just need a place to stay for the night I swear I won't bother you or steal anything I double triple super promise."

My face must have turn seven shades of red. There's no way in hell this is happening. I thought of my flat. It wasn't ever really messy per se, but I wasn't married and it was definitely a batchelor pad.

"Yeah, yeah. No problem." I say. Ever instinct in my body is urging me not to do this. It's too much to handle. I'm going to lose control if she's in my house.

I look over and she smiles at me. Her eyes twinkle a bit under the passing streetlight and my heart feels like its sinking into my stomach. I want her so bad it feels like heartbreak already. Is this really happening?

I get to my apartment door and the key crunches into the lock as it swings open like cardboard. I hate these cheap apartments. She steps inside and I drop her bag of "books" on the floor near the door, scraping the door back across the rough carpet and closing it.

I want to nail it shut and fuck her forever, but I figure its best to just try and be a gentleman for the night. She'd probably call the cops if I so much as complimented her the wrong way.

My flat is poorly lit with an cheap, brown carpet, a second-hand couch and a shelf of books. My dining room table is foldable and so are my chairs. I'm an engineer, after all, and I like things cheap and mobile. My kitchen is an empty, stained room with a simple fridge, sink, counter, and oven. I keep it neat - which is easy because I barely ever eat here.

"Uh, so, just go ahead and make yourself comfort..." I stop midsentence because she's taken off her top again. Fuck.

I clear my throat as I feel my dominant tendencies coming to the surface. She unzips the fly of her shorts and I excuse myself into the kitchen. My head swims with anxiety. She's probably just changing. She's a college chick probably. I shouldn't read this the wrong way.

"I'm sorry!" she calls.

"For what?"

"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I was at the beach earlier today and I just wanted to get changed real quick. You know how it is."

"Oh! Yeah, yeah, don't worry about it."

I put together a few plates of sushi from last night. I like to cook, but I don't trust myself to not fuck anything up at this point. Just pretend like she's your daughter or something.

"I never caught your name." she says. I turn to see her dressed in flannel, light blue pajamas that match the highlights in her hair. Her tits are obviously unburdened by a bra but still jut out and make her long sleeve top spill over them like a waterfall. The view from below her must breathtaking.

"Stu." I smile and extend a hand. Somehow introductions made me feel a little better. "And you?"

"Miranda." She takes my hand and fuck her's is the softest thing I have ever felt in my life. My heart flutters as she grips it tenderly and shakes it, sliding her fingers off of mine. "Sushi?" she asks.

"Yeah, just some leftovers... Sorry I'm not much of a cook." I lie. I was actually a pretty damn good cook but she didn't need to know that.

"How about pizza?" She asks with that sexy smile and those baby cheeks that light up the whole room. "So, you wanna watch a movie or anything? What do you like to do?"

"Yeah. Yeah we could do that." I say. "I don't know what kind of movies you like to watch, but feel free to pick something out. I generally just kind of watch trash TV and go to bed... I'm not really used to having girls around."

She giggles and I swear her eyes run up and down my body. "Sounds good! I'm 21 by the way, so don't feel bad about drinking or anything. Do you have red wine?"

My eyebrows raise. I never would have guessed that. Maybe I'm just getting old. "I do, in fact. Sure, go ahead and take a seat on the couch and I'll bring you some."

She smiles again and skips off to the couch, obviously pleased with herself. I pick up the phone and order a pizza. Half cheese and half everything. I don't know. College kids eat a lot, don't they?

I pour a glass of red wine and bring it in to her. She's watching black and white TV land and a chuckle. "You like the old stuff?" I ask, handing her the glass.

"Oh." She says. "Yeah. I guess I just appreciate it more than the garbage they usually pump through."

The book in her hand is "Of Mice and Men". I grin. I have to admit she's definitely a classy dame despite her wild, collegiate appearance.

"Well, I'm gonna just take a shower real quick if that's alright with you."

"Sure. Do you have cash for pizza?"

"Yeah my wallets in my jacket."

I walk to the shower and ruminate on what I just told her. I probably have at least four hundred dollars in there. I guess I just don't care at this point.

I get in the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. Far from frat boy. I look like an old fisherman. My hair is grey and thick with a scraggly beard. My body isn't anything remotely close to in shape. Well, It's not terrible I guess. Maybe I'm being too hard on myself.

The shower feels good. It pulls me back into reality. Just calm down, Stu, she needs a place to stay for the night and then she'll disappear from your life probably forever. Just enjoy the moment and don't go crazy. I can do this. I'm forty eight for fuck's sake. I'm a grown man.

The door opens.

What the fuck is going on.

"Hey, sorry Stu, I just needed to pee. I hope you don't mind."

Nope.

"Uh..." My voice is shaky with nervousness like I haven't felt since hgih school. "Sure."

"Thanks, hun."

Hun? Must be just a college thing. She was pretty mature, maybe she was used to treating everyone like they were her dependants or something. I don't know. My mind is fucking mush right now give me a break.

I hear her slide down those soft, flannel pants and I see an abstract silhouette of her body on the shower curtain. I can't help but grin and decide that the lights above the mirror were definitely a good choice.

I hear the snap of her underwear as she slides it down her legs and the toilet's hollow creak as her surely tight little ass is placed down on it. I'm sweating. I'm sweating in the fucking shower.

She tinkles. There's no other word for it. A light little rain ove rmy grundgy toilet. Everything about this girl was the opposite of my environment. She was clean, sexy, young, tight, and oh so beautiful. I lived in a cheap shithole. She'd never want anything to do with me.

I resign to just be satisfied with being friends. Not even friends. Aquaintences for the night.

She sits up and I hear her wipe herself. The sound of tissue scraping across stubble tells me that she's definitely clean shaven and I shudder.

She flushes and I cringe as the water gets cold for a moment. This is probably a good time to squeeze one out anyway before I do something terrible. My hand grips my cock which is about as hard as concrete at this point and I start to rub idly.

A tanned, feminine hand grips the curtain and pulls it aside. Her insanely gorgeous body steps into the shower with me and I am frozen in paranoia.

"Hey, sorry, I have sand all over me from the beach and I just wanted to get cleaned up real quick. I hope you don't mind." Her face is a cute little half grin, and I realize that she knows she's totally fucking my head up right now. "I'm used to co-ed showers so I'm not a big stickler on privacy."

The possibility of her wanting me seems so far fetched and my heart is palpatating so hard that I've actually gone into a state of denial at this point.

I go to speak but all that comes out is caveman grunts. Oh well.

She smiles brightly again and scoots past me to get under the water. My breath catches in my throat as her bare ass just barely brushes against my erection. She doesn't seem to notice. What. The. Fuck.

Her stunning rack is advertised prominently as she reaches up and the water cascades through her hair, down her neck and is funnled down through her cleavage. Her breasts are full and whiter than the rest of her body with small, pink nipples. The water rivers down her delicious, flat stomach and dribbles over her luxurious, well shaved mound, and I fight back the urge to completely lose it.

"Enjoying the show?" She laughs.

"Oh! God! I'm sorry I just," I stumble out of the shower like an idiot and close the curtain. Man. I can't tell if she's just being a tease or if she's genuinely just insensitive to sexuality. What IS this chick?

"It's ok. I know I'm not ugly."

"That's an understatement." I say under my breath.

She giggles.

"I'll just be another minute." she says fro mbehind the curtain. "Is the pizza here yet?"

"Uh, I'll go check." I say. I lock the door on my way out. I'm so far out of my league I'm not even in the stadium anymore. She's probably just seriously used to the college "co-ed" lifestyle. Maybe I'm just old-fashioned.

I get into my bathrobe for the night and sit down on the couch. Ten minutes go by. A half an hour.

The pizza arrives.

"Took you long enough." I say at the door as I pull out the cash for the driver.

"Sorry man, Saturday night, you know."

"Yeah, yeah." I say, taking the box.

Miranda steps out in full fucking nude, completely soaked from head to toe from the shower.

The driver and myself freeze in place as the sex goddess walks across the room, bends over, pulls out her clothes and gets dressed. I swear it takes way longer than it really needs to.

She walks ove rto us with a big, cheeky grin and takes the pizza box. "Thanks, sweetie." she says and kisses the air at him.

I look at the delivery guy and his face is drained of color. I chuckle and hand him a twenty dollar tip.

He nods as I close the door. Probably the best day of his life, I think to myself with a laugh.

I sit down with Miranda, who is now fully clothed again. I'm honestly relieved as frankly, if she gets casually naked again I'll probably have a fucking stroke.

We sit down and she grabs the clicker as we eat the pizza and drink wine. I wonder how much wine it will take to get her drunk enough to sleep with me. I really can't think of anything else at this point.

She picks out rear window and takes out a book that says "Theoretical Physics" and starts to read while we watch.

"Nice choice in movie." I say. Definitely classy. "You um... you studying applied physics?"

She nods as she sips her wine and takes a bite of pizza. She looks engrossed in the material.

"And you work in sales?" I ask.

"Yeah." She says with her mouth full. "It's just a temp job."

"I see."

An hour goes by. She finishes her meal and wine and has put away her book. The movie has come to the point where the guy comes in and pushes Jimmy Stewart out the window. She seems to freak out a little and she cuddles up to me.

I'm trembling as her supple breasts squish against my side. I put an arm around her instinctively and she sunggles her lesg up closer. I can't read her at all. Is this a daddy issue thing? A no-boundaries with strangers thing? An attraction? Is she just really friendly?

My mind spins in circles until it comes to a screeching halt. Her hand has managed to slip under my robes and is now just lightly touching my cock. I can't tell if its intentional.

She doesn't say anything. The next movie comes on and her fingers ever so slowly move inside of my boxers and wrap around my throbbing penis.

My body relaxes as the tension in the room evaporates. She does want me. This is going to be amazing.

She doesn't accelerate at all, but keeps on her original pace. This woman has serious self-control and patience.

She strokes me softly as we watch the next film, and halfway through she pulls me out of my boxers and begins rubbing my cock on her mouth.

The anticipation is too much and jizz explodes out of my hole onto her face.

"Oh Shit! I'm sorry!" I go to get up but she puts her hand on my chest and her teeth clench firmly on my dickhead. Yikes.

I stay perfectly still, watching my cum slide down her face and her teeth still locked on my pulsating member. She releases her death grip and wipes my cum off of her face, licking it up like the glaze of a cinnamon roll, and cleaning me off with her tongue. She says nothing, and I'm entranced.

Her tongue dances around my head and stalk as she nibbles and bites me up and down. The bites hurt just enough to keep me ready to cum again, and she alternates between my cock and my sack, licking and nibbling. Her body language is animal-like and unpredictable. I almost expect her to start purring.

She bites a little too hard and I slap her face by reflex. She squeaks in recoil and gasps. Her oil black eyes glare up at me through thick, dark eyelashes before she goes back to work.

This time her lips slide over my head and she suckles on the tip, massaging it gently and moves up and down. She seems to be truly, deeply enjoying herself.

Knowing where she stands, I can only assume a role that I have not played in years, and I grab the back of her head and begin to apply pressure.

"Good girl." I say.

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Stu's hard, wet cock pushes in and out of my throat. He tastes clear and clean from his shower. Despite his age, he seems to have more pep than I imagined.

I had wondered how long I could keep teasing him. Sometimes it takes a lot to get boys to take the reigns. I tend to intimadate them easily. I was pleasantly surprised at his self-control in the shower.

Thousands of years had bolstered my tenacity and I thoroughly enjoy a long game. I find it makes the experience far more meaningful.

I slurp and lick and suck on his uncircumsized member. He places his hand on the back of my head and I feel my pussy start to soak through my pajamas. He's taking control. Oh please, oh please, let him take control.

I use one hand to cup and fondle his balls as my other grips his cock tightly and I continue to feast on him.

I plunge my mouth down him and suppress my gag reflex, allowing his long, thick cock to press its way down my throat. I swallow rythmically, massaging his pulsating dick with my throat muscles. They love it when I do this.

I hear him starting to moan and his body stretches in anticipation. I continue swallowing and move my head up and down, rolling each testicle in my hands delicately. I move my other hand up and pinch his nipple rougly and his bulbous head firehoses jizz into my mouth and throat.

I swallow hungrily.

It's too bad there are none of my species left. Tarklin Studs can ejaculate gallons of semen in each mating affair. It's a messy, cozy, beautiful moment and I love it.

It's been at least eight hundred years since I've been able to be fucked by a Tarklin male and my craving for cum is insatiable at this point.

After he finishes, I feel his body relax. He needs a break. That's fine.

I wipe my mouth of his juices and lick and smell and taste his cock until he's clean. I lick my lips and look up at him.

He has the appearance of a grizzled, seasoned man. I used to have a preference of age, but after hundreds of years I really just crave a unique experience. He has not disapointed me thus far, but it remains to be seen.

I sit up and smile at him. "Well?"

"That was..." he takes a deep breath. "Amazing."

"I know." I say, kissing his cheek and continuing to stroke him.

He grins. And then, to my shock, he scoops me up and begins to walk towards his bedroom. I hadn't expected him to have that kind of energy but you never can tell with humans.

"Are you going to punish me for teasing you for so long?" I say with a giggle.

He kisses my pout and kicks the door to his den open. Light from the hall floods the darkness casting strange and mysterious shadows upon the rear wall. " ready ?" he asks.

Oh my. I may have underestimated him, and my composure caves in to my desire.

"Take me..." I moan softly. "Do what you want with me.."

He sets me down in the doorway and my slender figure casts a shadow into the already dim room.

"Close the door" he says, and chases the darkness away with a flip of a switch. It looks like a game room. I notice a bike rack on the far end of the room.

"Time to earn your keep young lady." he says.

Mother of Taimat.. was he really going to do this? Have I finally found a worthy playmate? Perhaps my initial plan would have to change after all.

The cops hadn't shown up yet, so I may have thrown them off the trail pretty well by hooking up with Stu. I'm surprised he hasn't managed to figure out there's a duffel bag of automatic weapons sitting in his living room.

I nod obediently and idly undress myself. I stand before him completely exposed. It feels different from before though. I'm not the aggressive one anymore.

"If I do as you ask, will you promise to fuck me as hard as you can?" I whisper as I grips his package gently and stroke his cock through his robe.

"On your knees Missy" he says. "You should be careful what you wish for."

He stands over me as I kneel down happily and his robe falls to the floor. I gasp in anticipation, nibbling my bottom lip.

I lift his hard cock gently to my lips and rub it on my face before plunging it back into into my throat hungrily.

I lick and suck and slurp on his sexy rod, moaning happily and fondling his sack. I pull off to lick up one side and down the other before taking each testicle into my mouth gingerly and stroking him steadily with my other hand. I slap his cock against my face and start to play with my clit.

Stu places his hands on my head as I take him into my mouth again. His fingers pull through my hair and his nails dig in as my lips pull back along his cock. The squelching of my fingers wagging in my vagina echoes off the walls as I finger myself vigorously. I can't wait for him to pound me, but I'm enjoying this new feeling of submission.

I miss a ryhthm and gag suddenly on his cock. He's unusually forceful and its taken me off guard. I love it. I haven't been dominated like this since ... hmm.. was it.. 1204, maybe? I wasn't sure...

He pulls my hair high, lifting my head up. His cock forces me chin to drop and my mouth to open wide. Spit dribbles from my lips as his balls slap against my chin.

I moan in pleasure and swallow him hungrily again, allowing his cock to push further into my throat. My eyes roll back in my head as he began to fuck my face intensely. I play with my clit and inch toward my climax.

I imagine that we are in a back alley and he's pointing a gun at my head. That i'm defenseless and he is a vicious criminal about to take me against me will and my body goes rigid.

I gasp and cry out as his cock continues to pound my mouth. My moan changes pitch and I feel the flow of euphoria as I cum and shiver in ecstasy.

Just as I thought I was about to get a break, he shoves his penis completely into my mouth and his balls slap against my chin. I feel his muscular, rigid cock nestled into my throat and it strains powerful as cum shoots out and down into my belly.

I gurgle and sigh and moan in pleasure, relishing his sweet juices. My vagina trembles in a flood of sticky goo as he grabs me by the hair and pulls me off of his cock with a sucking noise, fluids dripping from his cock to my mouth.

I lick and suck him clean and then wipe my face and pussy, consuming everything I can.

Apparently invigorated by this behavior, he shoves me onto my back and forces my knees apart. I make no struggle. His hands push my thighs open and I stretch my opening for him. His cock is visibly twitching, aching for my pink center.

​"YES!" I shout, craving his dominance over me​. I grip vainly at the the floor and squirm in anticipation, rubbing my clit and fingering myself.

"Fuck me pleeeease" I whine. "I need your cock inside me"

He places the tip of his cock at my opening and I shiver in anticipation, feeling his huge rod force its way into my tight slit and I scream in pain and pleasure as he stretches me. His throbbing member is nearly strangled by my tight opening, like trying to shove a sausage into a garden hose.

I am shaking as he slowly drives himself into me. His sack touches my anus, and I gasp desperately and claw at his back, drawing blood with a long moan as he keeps pushing hard. I lift my knees to my shoulders to let him bore deep into my vagina like a fencepost into the ground.

We stay like that for a few seconds, savoring the moment. His cock twitches, red-hard and locked inside of my pussy. I gasp for air again and shake violently as I cum again, squirting clear liquid out onto the floor.

"Own me" I whisper with a squeak and quiver in excitement.

"You are mine." he says, rubbing his pre cum covered tip against my asshole. He rolls me onto all fours and pushes my face into a cushion.

"Just in case you feel the need to scream." he says with a little growl.

He knocks my knees out until my ass is perfectly positioned to take his long shaft. "Spread your ass cheeks baby girl" he grins, smacking the back of my leg.

"Good girl... "

His fat, stiff pole pushes between my cheeks and his balls brushing against my twat. I moaning as my tight ass gives way, and he powers his shaft into my dirty little hole up to the hilt.

"Push your ass back you little fucktoy" he says, slapping my ass and grabbing my hips.

His cock pulls out and punishes both holes, switching from pussy to ass and back again. Back and forth as I scream in pleasure and pain. "FUCK YES OH MY GOD PLEASE MORE OH FUCK! OH FUCK!"

"Your a fucking rape kit mess baby" he laughs, pulling my hair and turning my buried face to look at him. "Daddy likes his girls obedient."

"YES DADDY PLEASE FUCK ME HARDER OH GOD YES!!"

It hurts a little and tears come to my eyes but I love it, meeting his thrusts with what little control I have, basking in his power and relishing his sexy penis as it crashes into me again and again like a jackhammer.

Finally, I feel him brimming as he yanks my ponytail and drives his thick trunk deep inside of me crashing into the top of my cavern as he explodes his creamy fountain inside of me.

I shudder and scream as his cock stabs my pussy and I tighten as I cum.

Shaking and expended, lost in ecstacy, I topple over and catch my breath.

He leaves the room as I gasp and try and collect my self like a fish out of water. Sweat drips from my forehead. I haven't had this much fun for ages, and I laugh out loud tiredly.

He comse back into the room with soem rough, itchy looking rope. My goodness.

He pulls me up by my hair and moments later, my hands are tied behind my back. He sits me down and leans my body forward .

"Open wide, sweetheart ..good girl... now tongue out baby. That's it baby. You know its always best to obey daddy..."

Man he is one sick fuck. I may even keep him.

He taps the wet tip of his member on my outstretched tongue and slaps me across my face before dipping the head of his penis into my soft, eager lips. "Look at me while I fuck your mouth!" He yells.

My eyes tear up a bit from the slap but I look up into his face. Despite his dominance, I can still see the face of the man I met in the bar. Somewhat shy, yet deeply intelligent and lonely. I'm glad I can please him, and it makes me all the more happier to let him fuck the shit out of me.

I obey him for a few minutes, relishing the taste of his cock in my mouth and throat, swallowing every ounce of liquid that I can find. I play until I get curious.

I pull back against his hand slightly and find that he still has a good grip. I slap his hip and pull my mouth off of his cock to his obvious surprise and say "NO."

I try to hide my smile but I smirk a little, eager to see how he reacts. "You can't make me. Fuck you."

I'm trying my best to sound serious but my face is beaming. I giggle a bit, desperate for punishment.

"You think you can scream your way free?" he laughs walking over to the ping pong table.

I bite my lip in anticipation, kneeling naked with my legs open and my vagina exposed, my hand tied behind my back.

He walks slowly back towards me, slapping a ping pong paddle in the palm of his hand. I get a little nervous but I still want it oh SO badly.

He pulls me to my feet and pushes me back against the wall. He frees my wrists for a moment, only to tie them to a support coming out of his wall. I stand on my toes to keep it from hurting too much.

"Now let's see just how fucking brave you are little girl.." he says with a grin. He takes hold of the rope and whips my thighs with it.

"Will you behave now?" He smacks the paddle sharply against my wet pussy and I screech and gasp at sting of the paddle. The feeling is amazing. Stars fill my vision and I moan happily.

"Obey me" he commands, spanking my ass with the paddle and twisting my nipple. He wraps his lips around one of my tits and sucks and pinches it gently with his teeth.

"No! I won't listen! Not until your cum is inside of me, daddy. You better let me free this instant or i'll never let you touch me again!" I say. I try desperately not to smile but my enjoyment betrays me.

"Mmmm... Fuck me pleeeeeease." I beg. "I'm sorry, please please i need your beautiful hard dick.."

I squirm and strain to spread my legs, confined by the handcuffs.

He smiles and brings the paddle down on my nipple with a snap and I screech.

"Hush" he demands, and puts his hand under my mouth. "Spit. It's for your own good."

I giggle and collect a large amount of spit in my mouth. I open and let my tongue hang out and the saliva flows into his hand. Stu chuckles and lubes his dick with my psit before flipping me around. My tits press up against the wall as I feel him spread my ass cheeks apart.

My face reddens and heats as he places he sopping wet dick at my rear entrance.

"You're gonna take my cock, you little whore."

I'm not ready. Oh shit. I'm not ready. I whine and even though I could probably destroy this whole city block, I feel completely powerless. I'm not not not ready. I don't know why.

His penis pushes against my anus and I cringe as his head starts to penetrate me. Sweat cruises down my brow and my heart beats fast. I don't want to stop, but somehow my body's adrenaline is raging. Something was wrong.

I tighten my ass cheeks but he spanks me hard with the paddle. It feels good and I moan happily. It's not him. Something else is going on.

The head of his amazing penis enters my asshole and he pushes himself further inside. I open my mouth and make a cry like my hand was caught in a doorway. His pulsating penis slipping in and out of my asshole as the squishing, sloshing noise fills the den.

"Mmm. Yeah baby you like that don't you."

"Yes, daddy." I reply. I don't want to stop but the adrenaline surges through my veins again. He pulls my ass off the wall so that my back arches and he fucks me deeper, his balls slapping against my twat.

He slaps my ass and pinches my nipples as I sigh and moan for him. He fucks me until we both cum again and he kisses my back. He pulls out of me and my body is absolutely going crazy about something. It's definitely not him.

"HANDS IN THE AIR SCUMBAG!"

..to be continued..

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Special thanks to Stu for this one <3

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Submitted March 18, 2016 at 12:36AM by joey385t http://ift.tt/1R1Hi5j BDSMerotica