***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. I do not preface or end any of my stories with the explanation of how consent was given. Go to my page and read my pin with a full explanation as to why. This is my fantasy, not yours. You are not being forced to read this, so if you choose to then be nice and enjoy. ☺️***
I start to cry at his response, feeling his fingers slide into my pussy as I do. “That’s right baby, cry for daddy” he says as I try to squirm away from his finger. I’m dripping down my own legs, confused at my body’s response to this situation. My legs being tied together isn’t helping and somehow he is inching his way through.
He unties my ankles from each other, leaving them free. My hands are still tied, but I’m surprised by the small amount of trust he has – his mistake. I keep my legs squeezed shut to prevent his goal of gaining easier access but instead of fighting to open them, he swiftly flips me on my stomach. I hear him walking and start to turn over “I’m going to spank you with my belt. It’s up to you if it’s your ass so I would stay exactly where you are.” I froze, allowing myself to fall back onto my stomach.
I wanted to get up and run but I knew that with my hands tied, I wasn’t going to gain too much ground. He walked over to my face and crouched down to level with me, grabbing my face “I don’t understand your incessant need to make things difficult. This punishment is going to have to be more harsh then I’d prefer because I need to set a precedent for you that your holes are mine and you will do exactly what I tell you to do when I tell you to do it.” I pulled my head, failing to get it out of his grasp. He impatiently laughed “ with that being said-“ he straightened my face back to look at him, “you will need to count to 10.”
I remember being spanked only once as a child with the belt and it was very painful at only 3 hits. Not to mention, it’s unlikely my parents were hitting me very hard. Ten hits from this psycho is going to be excruciating. He kissed my forehead and then let go of my face. The first hit woke me up from any amount of tired that I was. I couldn’t believe how much it stung. “COUNT BITCH” he yelled. I could barely get out the word “one” when another hit came down. I screeched, feeling the pain multiply as the belt hits the same spot as before and choke out “two.”
By the time he got to the final hit, I was weak and tired. I wasn’t going to be walking normally for a week let alone fighting him in the following days. He won, the pain was excruciating and I wasn’t going to make the mistake of making him angry again. I am going to do what he wants until the weekend is over.
I feel the bed sink as he joins me, removing the ropes from my hands and feet. I didn’t move once he did, my arms falling to the side limp. He got up off the bed, walking towards the kitchen, again I decided to stay where I was. I heard the clinking of the items in the freezer moving around as the door swung open and shut. Footsteps move and then a cabinet opens, the low thud of the wood banging as it closes. I hear his footsteps moving back towards me and then I felt cool liquid on my ass and flinched at the initial surprise but relaxing once I realized it was oil. It was soothing, then he begin to rub the oil around and massaging my ass. When he was done with this, he placed ice on my likely bruised ass. I was surprised by his care following the excruciating punishment he had just delivered. I didn’t argue though, I needed it.
Around 15 minutes went by and he removed the ice pack and put it back. When he returned to the bed, he move my hair out of my face and said “I really hate that I had to do that, but I hope that you now see the issues that come with disobeying me. This is the last night I have you, don’t make it worse then it needs to be.” I didn’t say anything. Instead, I looked back at him silent. Once he realized I wasn’t going to respond he said “get on your hands and knees.” I slowly moved up, positioning myself how he asked. He remained laying where he was and reached up and pinched my hanging nipples smirking as I visibly flinched at the pressure.
He got up and positioned himself behind me, grabbing a fistful of my hair “oink” he said, “like a little piggie” he said laughing. He was testing me. Making sure that I had learned my lesson, would I do what he wanted, even if it was degrading. I let out a barely audible “oink” but his fist tighten and pull me back hard enough to force my hands off the bed “you can do better then that.” I could physically feel my skin getting hot and turning red. “OINK” I said shakily but loud enough that he loosened his grip. “Good pig” he said as I felt his hard dick push against the lips of my pussy and slide in. I remained on my hands and knees as he did, not trying to get away.
He spent what felt like an hour fucking me from behind. I came so close to cumming but did everything I could not to give him that satisfaction. I have never been with someone with so much endurance – I was exhausted. He pulled out and pulled me off the bed and onto the floor. He walked over to his jacket and pulled something out of the pocket. When he turned back towards me, I could see the pink pigs nose with a black elastic strap dangling down out of his hand. He walked towards me and placed it on me while I sat on the floor. “Wow you look a lot better piggie” he told me as he laid on the bed. “Pigs will put anything in their mouth and tonight you’re my little pig, suck on my toes.” I looked up at him, obviously upset and taken aback. “I won’t ask you again” he said coldly. I sat up and leaned over the bed to suck on his toes. He looked down at me as I did, his dick twitching “snort while you suck them” he grinned evily. I snorted as I sucked on them, him pushing more and more of his foot in until four out of five toes were invading my mouth. He rocked his foot back and forth, fucking my mouth with his foot.
When he felt he had embarrassed me enough with this, he pulled his foot out and wiped my slobber off his foot and onto me. “Now crawl up here and lick my ass.” I hesitated, really not wanting to have to do that. I have never done it before and didn’t want to start now. When I didn’t move, he angrily got off the bed stomping towards me but going around me to grab a rope. He made a knot and pulled the other side of the rope through the middle of it, making a makeshift loop. He put it around my throat and laid down on the bed where he was and pulled on the rope “you’re going to pass out or lick my ass slut” he said as the rope tightened. I followed the rope and started licking his ass cheeks when he pulled again forcing me further in. I was disgusted, barely breathing through the sweat and hair. He pulled me back up and threw me on my back, sliding back into my pussy. He continued until he could tell I was going to cum. I did my best to resist it but I wasn’t going to be as lucky this time. “That’s right piggie, cum for the man that just beat and raped you.” I did exactly that, unable to stop it from happening. He joined me, cumming inside me and following on top of me as the sun started to peek through the window.
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