A visit to a fetish club had got me intrigued about experiencing such things. I had a look on Fetlife, chatted to some interesting people including a guy, Joe, who lives in the same town as me. We agreed to meet at a local pub.
It was a nice day so when I got there Joe was sitting outside. He got up and kissed me hello ‘You look beautiful’ he said. He looked great too, his T shirt showing off his lean muscular body and arms full of tattoos. He got us some drinks and as he sat down he said ‘just so you know, if you see me look down I’m staring at your boobs’ I was wearing a low cut summer dress and I’m a 34E so I couldn’t blame him really. We chatted about travel and stuff, but after another drink he asked why I was on Fetlife and I explained that I’d been in a dead bedroom situation for a while and was making up for lost time and had a desire to be dominated. ‘I think I can help with that’ he said smiling, so we finished our drinks and headed back to my place.
Back at my place he started kissing me, his lips were plump and soft. He told me to take off my dress so I did that and we went to my bedroom. He pulled off my underwear and got me to get on all fours on the bed. Nothing happened for a few seconds and then I felt a massive stinging blow on my arse cheek, then another on the other cheek, then he alternated between the stinging blows and shorter slaps. He flipped me over so I was sitting on the bed, he’d undressed and he pushed his hard cock in my mouth. He had hold of my face and started throat fucking me, he was so far down my throat I was struggling not to gag. He took his cock out of my mouth, pushed me back onto the bed and got on top of me. He started fucking me, slapping my face, calling me a slut, slapping my tits. He flipped me over and fucked me from behind, pulling my hair and spanking me. Then he flipped me back over and came all over my face and tits. He told me to stay there then he got dressed and walked out leaving me covered in his cum.
The next time I saw him I went to his place. He handed me a glass of wine, I sipped it then he told me to put it down on the coffee table, take my dress off and bend over against the dinner table. I did so and was shaking a little in anticipation for the first stinging blow to arrive which it did followed by a combination of more hard hits and shorter slaps. Then he stopped for a while, I could hear some rustling and suddenly my arse was whipped hard by a leather belt, he whipped me over and over, I was crying, my pussy was dripping wet, it hurt so much but it felt really good. He stopped and led me over to the sofa, I sad down carefully on my poor sore bottom and started sipping my wine. He sat opposite me and picked up a bag that was on the coffee table. ‘I’ve been shopping’ he said. The first thing he took out of the back was nipple clamps on a chain. He clamped my nipples and pulled hard on the chain, I like nipple pain so it felt amazing. He then put a mesh hood thing over my head, I could see through it but it made everything look a little hazy. The hood had a hole in it for the mouth so he took out his cock, put it through the hole and throat fucked me. Then he took his cock out of my mouth and told me to go upstairs and get onto the bed on all fours and wait for him.
I waited on the bed for a few minutes when I heard him enter the room. He whipped my arse with the belt again then started fingering my arsehole. He then started fucking my arse. ‘What’s that in your arse?’ he asked me ‘it’s your cock’ I responded whimpering. ‘That’s what dirty sluts get isn’t it?’ ‘Yes’. He came in my arse then replaced his cock with a butt plug. He then flipped me onto my back and tied my hand above my head. He pulled hard on the nipple chain then started rubbing my clit, I was on the edge from everything he’d been doing to me that I came straight away. He was hard again and got on top of me fucking me hard, slapping my face, calling me a dirty slut, pulling on the chain. ‘You’re making me cum again you fucking whore’ he said then came inside me. He took out the butt plug, took off the hood and the chain and clamps and untied me. We lay there cuddling for a while and he stroked my face and told me I was beautiful, then pulled me on top of him, still hugging and we rocked together until first I came then he did, the tenderness of it providing a nice contrast to all the roughness.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/7s8u7k/my_f_slutty_adventures_part_3