How I [f] got trained into being a submissive fuckhole

Whenever I go to bed with a man, he always seems to ravage my body in the roughest manner possible. It started when I was just 18 with the first guy I ever slept with.

Zach transferred to our high school during senior year and all the girls were infatuated with him because he was tall, dark, and handsome. Classic trifecta. Little did they know he had quite a big cock as well.

He took a liking to me in class and the other girls were jealous. At the time however, I had a boyfriend, Sean, but Zach didn’t seem to mind. Sean was saving himself for marriage and I was a very horny teenager. Fast forward a bit and I found myself having lunch with Zach. Lunch soon turned into hanging out with him over the weekend while Sean was at work. At first, our hangouts were innocent enough, but the sexual tension was undeniable. Finally, on one occasion, we were sitting on his bed watching a movie when Zach slowly began to stroke my thigh. When I didn’t resist, he moved on to finger me. I was still a virgin at the time and he made me cum from his finger alone. I could never admit to myself that at that moment, I had cheated on Sean.

As I got closer to Zach, my relationship with Sean seemed to dwindle. There were rumors I was cheating on Sean. I kept telling myself those rumors weren’t true, but who was I kidding?

After one particularly bad fight soon afterwards, Sean and I broke up. A day later, I hit up Zach and we were at his place. At this point I was ready to lose my virginity, but I had no idea what was coming. Zach knew he had me right where he wanted me.

Before long, his hard cock was in my hands. Then it was in my mouth. I tried to give him a good blowjob but his cock was much bigger than Sean’s and I struggled. His was only the second cock I had sucked. In a haste, he told me to take off my pants and lay face down on the bed with my feet on the floor and ass out. I did as I was told.

Then he began to insert himself. My pussy kept clenching any time he got further than the opening. He told me to relax, but when that didn’t work, he grabbed hold of my ass, spread my cheeks, fingered me with 2 fingers, then shoved his cock halfway in. The sensation I felt was strange and a bit uncomfortable, but it didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would. However, I didn’t realize his 7” cock was only halfway in. Squeezing my ass cheeks harder, he shoved the rest of his cock about 75 percent of the way in, making me gasp in pain as he broke my hymen. He kept his cock inserted for a while, letting my pussy get used to him.

However his stillness didn’t last long. He began thrusting in and out with such ruthlessness I thought I was going to faint. I heard his parents in the other room, so he just turned up the volume of his TV to drown out my moans. He wouldn’t stop ramming me at full force even when I was screaming in pain.

I was getting so wet while he buried himself deep into my freshly deflowered pussy, hitting my cervix each and every time. I tried pushing him off a bit with my hands but it was no use, he was too strong. He kept going hard and fast for a while, rigorously slamming himself into me. I had a crush on him, yet there was nothing romantic about the way he fucking me. He used me like a cocksleeve that night.

The following 3 days, my pussy and abdomen were extremely sore, with the pain comparable to period cramps. I had to take Tylenol in order to feel better. I walked with a slight limp and had a hard time standing for my job as a cashier.

On the third day, Zach hit me up again to fuck. We began meeting up like that regularly. He would ruthlessly fuck me for hours at a time. He loved ramming me from behind until my pussy was sore for a week straight due to severe cramps from my bruised cervix. This happened often.

Soon I got used to being fucked like a slut and started to crave it. I thought getting dominated in bed was the norm. My cramps even improved as my body got trained into being a piece of fuckmeat for cock to use.

From then on, not many men have been gentle with me. I think because I attract very dominant aggressive men, it has trained me into becoming a submissive slut. Even though a part of me wants men to be more gentle with my small delicate body, another part of me just wants to be violently stuffed and abused because it’s all I’ve ever known.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pqpdk0/how_i_f_got_trained_into_being_a_submissive