Learning to be passive
My drawback, my partners say, had always been that thing that I can't be passive. I need to feel my own power when being rude and sometimes brutal… I couldn't bear someone feeling more strong and powerful…But this time my man seemed to be much more… possessive.
- Disrobe asshole, - he demanded, setting in his chair to look down at me.
I did and knelt to the floor in the position of a docile dog. I was a bit shocked by the manner he behaved - but I found I like it and my cock started throbbing slightly.
He reached down, grabbing me by the arm; he dragged me to the stone wall were the wrist shackles hung high.
- Yeah asshole I will teach you that mouth is only used for my pleasure, and not to be used to speak.
He pulled me to my feet and the pain of his jerks and yanks sent waves of pain through me - he pressed me to the wall and I shuddered when my hard oozing cock touched the gritty concrete. I stood on the tip of my toes just to make contact with the floor. The discomfort from my body made me aware how hopeless, and pointless it was to struggle. Then I felt the cheeks of my ass being pulled apart, and the pressure being applied to my asshole. My body struggled to escape the blunt instrument, but the wall prevented my movement. This very wall was a source of pain for my cock that was helplessly shoving against the stone hurting the delicate head, and I was moaning and meandering slightly, trying to change the way my cock rubbed the wall.
- I will now show you what your ass was born for… - I heard.
And immediately screamed with my face marred with a brief moment of pain as the butt plug penetrated my asshole. The pain felt like a piercing razor blade being shoved up my sensitive tight ass. The tears started to form in my eyes, and trickle down my cheek. This was a terrible humiliation and I was happy he couldn't see a crying face of a person who had never been a "catcher" before. A bright sigh of relief escaped my lips when the pain from the violation of my tight asshole started to subside.
- Now asshole, you're going to feel the kiss of my crop, - I again heard and shuddered at the dangerous foretaste of pain. My cock was soaking and aching madly and I could do nothing to masturbate myself… I could only rub against the wall slightly…
My face again grimaced with pain from the hard metal shackles that pressed into my flesh when I made an effort to turn my body trying to see him. But in vain - I only scratched my swollen cock against the wall and another long moan escaped my lips…
The first strike of the crop sent a searing pain from the cheeks of my ass to my brain. "Oh shit, it hurts," I screamed. My body tensed, and twisted on the shackles in an effort to deal with the agony that filled my body.
His hand slide across the area of flesh that had met the leather of his crop.
- Love the sight of redness on skin, and it feels so warm. - his voice was hoarse and I though he must had been soaking too.
Again the crop came down on my ass, and again the pain went screeching through every fiber of my body. I leaned my head forward against the wall, and with my eyes tightly shut, I struggled to consume the pain and turn it to the pleasure. The pre-cum started dropping from my cock and the feeling was definitely wild and the fire deep inside me started to spread throughout my pain filling my body. The sudden hunger to feel more of the crop fed the lust that now consumed my every thought. My legs were feeling weak, I could no longer be able to hold my body up on the tips of my toes. I was suffering with the pain of the shackles on my wrist that now held the weight of my body. But lord how hot I was! I needed to cum badly feeling his crop beating me that hard! My cock was throbbing like a vibrator, making me arch and tremble…
The crop came down on my ass again, and again. My body jerked, and twisted with each contact of the leather crop. At times I felt I would pass out from the pain that was mixed with the pleasure that filled my crotch, but I struggled to keep my awareness of what he would do to me.
He forced his hand between my thighs, and slipped two fingers into my asshole. Another hand grabbed my drenched cock and in a few simultaneous hard motions of his hands he drove me mad and screaming as my cock was shooting the load all over the wall and his hands…
- What so you need to say?
I gasped still having my heart beating mad and my breath ragged: - Thank you…
More Stories
1.Brutal lover
2.Please let me cum!
3.Remote control
4.Hot and cold
5.Bitch
6. If you love me
7. Learning to be passive***
8. Gang bang
9. My sweet boy
10. Call-boy
11. Brothers
***