[MF] RAOBJ success with a stupidslutsclub member

This all started on a trip to Orlando, where in the past week I had managed to get ghosted by three different redditors. I had only two nights left in my hotel, and I saw:

[F4M] #Orlando I crave rough handling

Her most-recent RAOBJ was pretty straightforward, mentioning that she loved being on her knees, was tall, and wanted me to look at her post history. There were more than a few subtle cues that she was into the BDSM scene, so I started to dig into her posts.

Half of her posts were on RAOBJ, describing an ideal man that roughly fits my description. The other half were from r/stupidslutsclub, a fun little subreddit celebrating women that like to delve into their “slut” persona, which is a flavor of submissive bondage. I’ll be real with y’all right now: if you’re squeamish about rough sex, bondage, derogatory language or consensual nonconsent play, now is a good time to stop reading, this story is not for you.

But if you get that this is about two consenting adults working within a framework of respect and limits, buckle in. It’s going to get fun.

Her last post was a month old. I knew it was a crapshoot getting her attention, but my other Orlando-related plans were falling apart. Tourists aren’t really enjoyed by the local population. I sent her something simple:

“Love your posts. Check mine out and let me know if you’re going to suck my cock tonight or tomorrow night.”

Honestly, it’s not my best opener. It’s very cocky, but I was happy with some of my recent videos. And when she replied, she actually commented on my writing instead.

From there, we chatted a bit about some of the BDSM classes I’ve been taking, and which dungeons we visit. I made it clear that I don’t pretend to be a Master Dom, but I’m pretty confident in my abilities, and I know what I want.

Then she asked me this:

“If we were to assume everything is on the table, sky’s the limit… What would you want to do?”

That’s asking for a formal audition. I knew it was down to my next reply to close this deal.

“First I’d take you out for a spin. And by spin, I mean immediately take you to my room to suck my cock.

“I’ll be using my belt to lash your hands behind your back and pushing you down, face-first into the mattress for a fairly rape-like fuck. I would love to do a full CNC scene, but I have limits tonight.

“No limits, and you can prove you’re a clean slut? You get my cock raw. But the first load isn’t for your cunt, slut. It’s for your face. Second load is for inside of you.

“Then we’ll have you put something slutty and skimpy on. Let’s go to a bar and show you off. I’m going to grope your tits and ass in front of strangers. I might even loan you out. But by the end of the night you’re on your knees and pleasing me.”

That hooked her. We sent some limits (we’re both clean, but condoms were requested). I went over my preferred safe words, got permission to take photos, and decided to set some rules for her: No talking until I say she can, wear a skirt, and wear a black bra and panties.

Normally I like to meet somewhere public and neutral, so that if either party gets a bad feeling, you can break it off before any key information is shared (like where one of you was spending the night). I skipped that this time, partially out of necessity, and had her meet me in the lobby. I asked her how was she doing, and she said nothing. I gave her ass a squeeze, then had her follow me.

In the elevator, there were three other men. I stood immediately behind her and casually groped her ass. If any of the men looked, they knew what was going on. One of them got off on our floor, but walked the opposite way. We were able to watch him in the mirror. I stopped her and pulled her skirt up, wondering if the man would turn and look. I also felt the edge of her panties, and complimented her on being a good slut and following orders. She said nothing.

I walked her to the door of my room. It was tucked away from the main hall, so it was a little safer. There, I pushed her up against the door and started rubbing her pussy through her panties. I was in no hurry to unlock the door. I told her to tell me that she was a dirty little slut. The first words I heard her say were breathless and scared and excited, telling me that she was a dirty little slut. I squeezed her tits and unlocked the door.

Inside, I started pulling at her clothes. I didn’t want her completely naked yet. I wanted her to feel disheveled and out of control. I rolled her skirt up further, tore her sweater off, and pulled her tits out of her bra. I told her to get on her knees.

Putting my crotch directly in front of her face, she went right to work. Her blowjob skill was good, no teeth and a lot of sucking. If I wanted a purely vanilla blowjob, she could have made me cum. But that’s not what she wanted. So I yanked on her hair tight and started to fuck her pretty face, thrusting deeper and deeper. To her credit, she didn’t even gag.

I pulled her up, then pushed her on the bed. With her ass exposed, I gave it a hard, open-handed slap. She rewarded me with a beautiful handprint. I took some pictures of her, pulled her panties to the side, pulled a condom on and started fucking.

The entire scene had me close to bursting. I would have liked to have lasted longer with that first load, but I needed to cum. I was planning on cumming over her face, something nice and degrading. I pulled out and pulled off the condom. I grabbed her by the hair. She saw my cock, she knew I was going to cum. She opened her mouth. I couldn’t resist the slut. I came inside of her mouth. And to her credit, she swallowed every drop.

It was then that I decided to ask if she was the woman I was chatting with on Reddit.

I have my gentlemanly moments. So after a light bit of chatting, I scrubbed the spermicide off my cock. A previous sub had mentioned how nasty it tasted. This fucktoy didn’t seem like the type to complain, but I was ready to escalate things.

When I came back from the bathroom, I had her remove her panties and bra. I had her sit back and masturbate for my entertainment. This was also to buy me a little time, as a recent injury had knocked out my ability to do any cardio, and a long work weekend was already starting to make my legs and arms ache.

As she masturbated, I went through her purse. Not for any creepy reasons, mind you. First I wanted to see if that invasion of privacy would cause her to say a safeword. And second, I told her to bring toys. She brought some rope. I didn’t bother looking at her wallet or getting her name. She was Fucktoy. That’s the only name I needed. And as for the rope, she sadly didn’t bring any scissors. I’m decent at tying knots, but I’m still very new to rope in BDSM play. So I don’t fuck with rope play unless I have medical scissors handy to cut a knot open in emergencies.

Instead, I had pillowcases.

I had taken one of the long pillowcases and rolled it up carefully. It made for a very quick leverage point on her – wrapped around her wrists, pinning her down across the chest, and tight around her neck. I let her struggle a bit. I let her try to escape. And every time I laughed, pinned her back down and rubbed my naked cock against her. She was powerless. I could take whatever I wanted from her. She was at my mercy.

She had one reflexive moment of resistance, and I instantly slapped her face. Her eyes went wide with fear, and I quickly had to ask if she needed to say Yellow or Red. With a regular play partner, I’d know how to interpret that fear. With a first-time partner, I erred on the safe side. She shook her head no.

I started to choke her with one hand while rubbing her clit with the other. I started telling her that she was a stupid little slut. She was only good for fucking. Her purpose in life is to make men happy. And the only way to do that was by offering up all three of her holes to be a cum dumpster.

That’s when I started playing with her asshole. I had a particularly mean thought – normally I don’t bother with anal. I’m thicker than average. I’ve had a couple subs take me as a challenge, but only after I had them train their asshole with a butt plug.

Fucktoy was really, really liking my Sadist side. She quivered whenever I hurt her, called her a slut, or reminded her that she’s not going to stop me. I put on a condom, then put some lube on two of my fingers. I roughly shoved one finger up – she moaned like a whore. I started to finger-fuck her asshole. Then two fingers. I coated my condom-covered condom with some more lube and went in hard.

There’s a way to fuck a girl’s ass when you don’t care if you’re ever going to fuck her again. A ruthlessness. Sheerly using her body for my pleasure without a care about her feelings. I spanked her ass and kept pounding her, pushing her face into the mattress so I didn’t have to hear her whimpers. And then cumming hard.

I pulled off the condom and made her lick me clean.

We fooled around with a few other degrading things – I spat on her, she watched the videos we took of her rubbing her pussy and saying she’s a dirty little slut. I used the sweat off my forehead as lube to titty-fuck her. But I needed a rest, and she didn’t bring any dildos for me to use.

Which meant it was time to put the clothes back on. I demanded the black bra, white top and skirt. No panties, no sweater.

And it was raining.

I made her get wet walking to the first bar, outlining her bra nicely. We sat and had a drink. I noticed her blouse was a button-down, so I unbuttoned it past the bottom of her bra. And whenever I felt like it, I slid my hand up her skirt and stroked her wet pussy.

Sadly, this bar wasn’t very full. She suggested we walk to a trashier one down the road. That wasn’t a bad idea.

At that bar, I was a bit disappointed to see that almost everyone was in a “couples” seating arrangement. I took her to the bar and never took my hand off of her ass or tits. I was very blatant about groping her, making it clear that she was a sex object. Men snuck peeks, old women threw dirty glares. Had any perverted man walked up to us, I would have let him grope her.

The shot girl bartender “flirted” with us. Maybe she was turned on. But more than likely she was trying to get one last tip before last call.

We took a Lyft back to my hotel. In the backseat, I groped her tits.

Back at the hotel, I exposed her in the hall again, this time taking pictures. In the room, I realized we ran out of condoms during our anal play. So I had her take her bra off and put the white top back on, and we walked to the lobby. I pinched her nipples just to make sure they were hard.

At the lobby, the convenience store was closed. The two women at the desk asked what we needed, and I very loudly noted we needed condoms. They blushed a little, but were able to find the guy that runs the store. He opened it, got us some condoms, and we went back upstairs.

For the life of me, I can’t remember how I fucked her the third time. I think that’s when I had her sit on me on the couch, until I finally threw her on the bed and fucked her as hard as I could. Her pussy couldn’t quite take all of my cock inside of her, so I grabbed her hair tight. She mentioned she loved getting her hair pulled. Whenever I thrusted deeper, she instinctively scooted away, which made her pull her own hair.

When I came that time, I was drained. We were both in that post-sex haze, and I slipped into aftercare mode, gently rubbing her and chatting. Eventually my hand drifted down to her pussy, stroking her lips and clit while we talked about all sorts of things.

In that gentle, quiet moment, I could feel her get more and more aroused. Almost out of habit, my fingers started to speed up, touching her harder and harder. My free hand started to grip around her neck. When she started cumming, her whole body bucked. She squeeze her legs tight and squealed. I didn’t stop. She tried to escape from me, and I put her in a head-lock, steadily rubbing her clit. Her long legs started to kick everywhere. I wrapped one leg around her, trying to hold her still. My fingers refused to let her stop cumming.

And eventually, I’ll admit it – she won. But I’ll note it’s only because of my injury that I had to let go. She didn’t say the safeword, though, so I still had the right to tell her what to do. I could see her little pussy shaking. I put a condom on and made her sit on my cock. Whenever she sat straight up, she quivered from sensation overload. So I would thrust up, making sure she took as much of my cock as she could.

Then she started really getting her hips into the action, swaying and grinding and moaning. It caught me by surprise when I came that time – I almost never cum with a woman on top. And it was an intense one, lasting over a minute. She was as bratty as she could be, swaying as I came. But I was riding such an intense wave of pleasure that I didn’t care.
We passed out in a naked pile of exhaustion. I know she snuck out in the middle of the night, and I spent the last day of my trip pleasantly tired and sore. Sleeping on the plane wasn’t a problem.

I’m posting this and the pics of the night with her permission. I noted that this might end up with more people trying to find her and treat her like a slut. I’m pretty sure me pointing that out is why she agreed for me to post this.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8n46xn/mf_raobj_success_with_a_stupidslutsclub_member