5-6 years ago, I was working for this company that was full of young, attractive people.
Of all the women there, one stood out most of all: Lauren. She was a strong, stunningly-beautiful & confident women – like 5’11 and skinny but with nice curves. She was also very elegant – always well-dressed, proper, etc..
I think something about owning this well-put-together woman just drove me wild. When we worked together, I’d always have fantasies about degrading her around the office. Molesting her, shoving her to her knees, fucking her throat. Unfortunately, she was completely out of touch in my book because she had a boyfriend.
A while after we stopped working together, she asked if I wanted to grab food to discuss some new job she was considering. The conversation could’ve definitely happened over text so I hoped it was a pretence and that she’d broken up with her ex.
Thankfully, my hopes came true and she casually mentioned the break-up in the first few minutes. I felt sorry for her as they had been going out for 5+ years but my dick instantly hardened. I was immediately in predator mode.
We ate our food, had a few drinks, and then came back to mine under the pretence of smoking a joint.
I don’t know what came over me but before we even kissed, I grabbed her by the throat and inspected her like an animal. I just felt that she wanted to be used and she just melted into being my submissive little slut with me like no woman I’ve come across before. I think our dom/sub chemistry just worked perfectly.
She was a proper and polite woman in public but i’d treat her like a whore, bring her to the edge of cumming, and get her to admit the truth about different kinks she had (raceplay, being used by monsters, gangbangs, etc.) before I’d let her cum in a crying mess. She was an absolute filthy slut with a wild imagination that I helped bring out. I’d then push her to act out most fantasies she brought up and go through all of mine – I treated her like my own personal entertainment whore whenever I wanted for months and she was eager to be used. She would literally come over whenever I wanted and do whatever I told her too. It was the most ego-boosting time of my life.
For a variety of reasons, I wasn’t interested in a relationship with her. I made this very clear to her and she was meeting back up with her ex and considering getting back together. They’d meet for nice, reconciliatory coffees, and she’d come over to me to get abused and railed afterwards.
Around this time I started to ask her about the sex with her ex. I’d met him a couple of times at work events and he seemed like the kind of guy everyone agrees is ‘nice’. I think she saw him as a stable option but they broke up for reasons that were unknown to me at the time.
Whenever I’d ask her about sex with her ex, she was very reluctant to speak about it because she felt it was private and sacred.
But considering how we had already pushed every boundary, I was so curious about what she wasn’t divulging and felt there most be something interesting there.
One night, I decided to tie her up and blindfold her and get to the truth. I’d given her a safe word that she knew she could use if she wanted to so I decided to push things as far as I could about him.
I asked about him early in the session and she remained tight-lipped. I knew she wouldn’t tell me at that point but now it was on her mind – she knew I would get it out of her.
I slowly ramped her up and got her right to the edge of cumming and told her I’d only let her cum if she told me the truth about sex with her ex.
She held out but I kept on teasing her, slapping her face, and taunting her. I knew that once she’d completely lost her pride and sunk into being my submissive she’d tell me the truth or safeword.
After my third time bringing her to the edge, it felt like she was on the urge of breaking.
After this point, I asked her again about her ex. She resisted at first but then she just broke.
She revealed that he just couldn’t get her off because he wouldn’t take control. That she just didn’t feel he was dominant enough to own her. That his dick was just too small for her to respect. That she just didn’t respect him as a man enough.
It was A LOT and as she was admitting all this was going CRAZY. Her hips desperately trying to get more pleasure to her pussy, and was getting close to becoming a blubbering mess.
I’d never really heard of the cuckold thing back then but the thought of being so superior to him drove me crazy and I just had to push it even further.I asked her what she’d think about me fucking her in front of him and the inner conflict drove her EVEN WILDER.
She moaned “NO NO NO!!” and then switched over to “PLEASEEE FUCK ME IN FRONT OF ME! PLEASE SHOW HIM WHAT A REAL MAN’S LIKE” before switching back to “PLEASE NO!”
It was legitimately insane. She then settled into begging me to come fuck her in front of him and begging me to let her cum while bucking like never before.
I kept on escalating along and started insulting her ex – his small dick, his weakness, how pathetic he was, etc.
The more I did, the more aroused she became but simultaneously the more she resisted:
“PLEASE STOP!! PLEASE STOP!!!”” she’d beg.
I’d reply, “You know the safeword” but she knew she wanted it.
It genuinely felt like we were on the verge of breaking her brain.
I kept on ramping up my insults about him – what a pathetic loser he was, how she needed a real man, etc. – I got her to beg me to come and fuck her when they got back together. She had just completely broken & I got her to describe what it would be like.
She described being bent over in front of me naked. Me towering over her doggy style while he sits across the room his hands tied behind his back. His useless stiff little dick just lying there. Me staring him in the eyes while I mounted and abused the love of his life. Like a superior lion who just stole another lion’s prey knowing there’s nothing they can do about. Turning his princess into a complete slut. Insulting him. Changing how he sees her and himself forever. It was a very vivid fantasy that she’d clearly thought about before.
I hadn’t even fucked her at this point in the session and I was driven CRAZY by this so I flipped her over and entered her from behind. I grabbed her hair, and kept on insulting and demeaning him, playing out the final fantasy she described, acting as though he were there.
She was begging to me (she could only cum with my permission) and as soon as I was ready I told her she could to cum and just exploded in a screaming, crying mess while I unloaded my biggest load ever into her pussy (we technically were supposed to use condoms at the time…)
Her orgasm was some weird mix of screaming, crying and shrieking that lasted for like 5-6 minutes. It was quite a sight to behold.
For 15-20 minutes after, she was lying on the bed shaking and convulsing while I cuddled her. It was another 30 minutes before she could even speak a coherent sentence.
This became a recurring fantasy for us – ESPECIALLY, after she’d just met him for a reconcilation catch-up or whatever.
I’d jokingly push her to get him to agree to bring it up with him but she would never even engage with it outside of as sexual context and DEFINITELY never with him.
Around this time, I discovered cuckold stuff on reddit and figured out the fantasy. While I had no idea if he’d be even into it, I kept adding in more demeaning things into our sessions – him cleaning out her pussy with his tongue after I came in her, me dominating him and treating him like my bitch, caging his little cock. Everything. The more demeaning it was to him, the more turned on she was.
The orgasms were so intense that she’d have from these sessions that she needed to space them out.
That said, while we were having fun, eventually, I felt like our hookups were stopping her pursuing the relationship that was good for her so I was going to stop seeing her.
While she constantly begged me to fuck her for a while after, predictably, she got back with her ex soon after and I thought that was the end of it. While I was happy for her, our sessions were my number 1 masturbation material. it didn’t help that I didn’t find another quality hookup for a while. I was left with only this fantasy instead of the slut I had on call because I tried to do the right thing. It was painful and I longed for her pussy. To own her again. The thought of pushing her to cuckold him was obviously on my mind and getting more and more appealing as time went on. Reading through Reddit, i began to really understanding the cuck’s perspective and thinking through how I could get her to convince him. But it felt too evil and manipulative so I resisted. I had no idea if he’d be even receptive.
I had even begun to forget about her and move on from this fantasy until she texted me a few weeks later…
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PART 2 COMING SOON IF THERE’S INTEREST
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/thtn50/turning_his_princess_f27_into_my_m28_whore_pt_1
Yes, I’d love to read the rest of your little story. Very Hot!!!!
Can’t wait for part 2
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