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BDSM Just Passing
The obvious advantage of finding someone so near, not out of town but just across it, is that it's very easy and very distracting. I can be out doing something normal and just drop in to play. So that's what I did. I texted to say I was out and got a reply telling me to stop what I was doing and go straight round. Almost too easy. I was with my friend. I gave her a note with the address on and told her I was leaving early and that was where I would be. She looked at me in disbelief. Before she could talk me out of it I had gone promising to call her when I got home.
As I get near I start to feel sick and lightheaded. It's almost as if someone else is driving and I am just watching. I knock and daren't look up as the door opens. I can hardly remember what the guy looks like. When I look at him, I am relieved to see that he looks better than I expected. As he closes the door behind me he shoves me back into it and kisses me. I don't like kissing at all but he forces me and it's what he wants. It's not so bad and to my surprise he tells me I am good at it.
He squeezes my tits through my top before pulling it up over my head and unhooking my bra. He tells me he is in the mood for sucking my tits and I tell him I would prefer that he bit them. He ignores me and sucks on my nipples while his hand reaches down and slaps at my clit through my jeans.
He tells me to sit down in the living room and he stands in front of me. He tells me to slide his jeans down and his cock leaps out towards my face. I do not wait to be told and I guide my mouth towards him. He hasn't tied me but I lock my hands together behind my back and sink my mouth down onto him until he is in my throat. I hear him telling me that I am his slut. The words make me moan and try harder. Then he grabs my hair, holds my head still and fucks my mouth until I am gagging on him.
Then he pulls out of me, shoves me back onto the settee, pulls up each of my legs in turn and unzips my boots before telling me to stand and remove my jeans. As I look up I see a sword on the wall and he laughs at me when I ask him if he will fuck me with the handle. He shoves me back against the door and tells me to spread my legs. He tells me he is going to finger fuck me. There is little anticipation as he slides what feel like 3 fingers straight into me and begins to fuck me hard with them. Again I have locked my hands behind my back and I can hear my wet cunt over the sounds of my own moans.
He tells me to cum on his fingers. But I can't. It's too fast and so far I've not had to do much at all. He pulls his fingers from me and shoves them into my mouth calling me an animal as I suck on them.
Then he tells me to lie on the floor and he is between my legs licking and sucking at my cunt. Again it's too much for me. Too easy. His cock is in front of my face again so I suck on him and he pushes me off telling me that he doesn't want to cum yet. Then he starts to scratch at my backside. At last I can feel something. I begin to respond better and thrust my hips up towards him.
He sits me back up and wanks himself in front of my face asking me where I want it. On my face, tits or in my cunt. I tell him I want it on my tits which is clearly the wrong answer as I am told to lie back down on the floor, to spread my legs and to guide his cock into me. Then he fucks me. I wrap my legs around him and pull myself up towards him. I can feel him getting close. He tells me he's cumming. Then he gets up and leaves me. I stay there until he comes back and tells me to leave.
I crawl over to where he has sat down and move so that he can reach down towards my backside. He starts to slap me and I moan and move in closer. Then he laughs at me as if he has realised a little more about what I need.
He watches me get dressed. I see his laptop and ask him what he uses it for. He tells me he uses it to download porn... glamour stuff. So I ask for a pen and leave him with the addresses of some more interesting stuff to watch.
As I leave I'm not bothered that I didn't cum. I don't feel like I deserved to anyway. I don't feel dirty or used like I had hoped to and there was little anticipation. Apart from a few scratches I have no reminders. But I enjoyed the way he spoke to me. The way he told me to do stuff. I know he was pleased. I can smell him all over me. That makes me feel naughty and I like that. I text him and tell him I can smell him and he replies telling me that next time he will tie me up and fuck me in the ass. I'm not sure I believe him. I suppose he will have to learn about me. A fuck on the floor is never going to be enough to keep me interested.
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