Fair warning, this one is quite rough and is more D/s, so if that’s not your cup of tea you might want to skip it. Also we had discussed limits and safe words prior. Also descriptions of myself and Ola are available in my last story.
So I had made plans with Ola for our next date when she surprised me by telling me she would be in my city again soon, this time for a job interview(the benefits of living in a city that is a hub for half of the country).
So she decided to come a day early and take full advantage of my company to prep and distract herself, mostly the latter as we had spent the in-between weeks discussing our mutual kinks in great detail. Of most concern to her was her lack of lasting bruises after our previous encounter, which I promised to rectify.
She arrived late on Saturday afternoon, after getting lost trying to find my apartment for half an hour. This time she was wearing a short green brown top and jeans, looking like a comfortable snack. Myself, I was wearing my comfy hippie home clothes, a soft shirt and red trousers with a black leather belt(Chekhov’s Belt).
She declared her hunger and I, my intention to cook, but we were soon thoroughly distracted making out on the couch.
After a few minutes of passionate making out, I picked her up and carried her to my bed, dropping her a little too forcefully, which led to my bed making a loud cracking sound and the potential loss of my security deposit. Ola was fine thankfully.
Deciding that I was going to start the weekend as I meant to continue I ordered her up.
“Stand up”
She stood up, looking up at me. We shared another brief kiss.
“Take off your top”
She took off her top, revealing a black bra that cupped her firm tits.
“And your trousers”
She obliged, revealing a cute brown thong that showed off her cute arse.
At this I smiled and gave her a quick slap on that cute arse.
Then I dragged her to the edge of my bed, and facing the mirror on my closet opposite I held her sitting on my lap, facing the mirror, as I reached between her legs and started to press my fingers inside her, making her watch herself as I teased her clit. This she seemed to enjoy.
I held her like this for a few minutes, whispering cliched dirty talk into her ear while she moaned into mine.
After this warm up I decided it was time to deliver on those promises of bruises. I removed her bra, and I took a length of hemp rope from my closet that I have for just such occasions and I tied her hands behind her back, readjusting the knot slightly after checking the tightness.
“Bend over the bed, on your hands and knees,” I ordered.
She duly obliged and I took out the other toys I planned to use: A black leather flogger, a leather paddle and a plastic crop.
I started with my hands however, dealing loud “SMACKS” across her arse cheeks, watching with pleasure as they bloomed red. However this wasn’t going to be nearly enough to satisfy Ola, masochist that she is, so I moved onto the paddle. I pulled down her thong, exposing her completely. This I laid across her arse several dozen times, with quite some strength.
“SMACK” “SMACK” “SMACK” SMACK” SMACK” SMACK” SMACK” SMACK”
She moaned in pleasure and indicated we were nowhere close to her limit.
Almost a little perturbed I laid a smack right between her legs, on her exposed pussy.
That got a reaction. A good one. She let out a loud moan and her knees buckled slightly but she recovered her posture.
Then I moved on to the flogger.
“Face down,” I said.
With her face buried in the mattress and her arse sticking in the air I began with the flogger, leaving red whip lashes across her pale skin. This elicited more moans, but not much else.
To tell you the truth readers, I normally have to restrain myself carefully when playing with submissives but Ola was on another level, it was clear I would have to up my game.
So I moved onto the crop. The thing about the crop is it’s not as heavy duty as the others, but it can be very targeted ;).
“Roll over” I ordered.
She rolled onto her back and I began to trace the crop across her body, enjoying the apprehension in her eyes as she tried to work out where I would strike.
I started on her nipples, laying swift smacks across them. Then I moved on to her pussy, bringing stinging blows down on her causing her to cry out. This wasn’t enough to sate my sadism however.
I pulled her back onto her knees, face down once again and began to insert a finger into her tight pussy. Slowly massaging in and out as she moaned softly I added a second finger, strating to fuck her with my fingers. Grabbing some lube I inserted a third finger into her arsehole, starting to stretch her out in both her holes. She was incredibly tight, as I ordered her to fuck herself against my fingers.
As she did this I took up my belt and looped it around her neck(please be very careful with this when trying it at home). Pulling on this I was able to gently choke her as I finger fucked her into the bed. I continued this for some time, listening to her moans, until eventually she called out for respite.
Taking that as my cue, I took my belt from her neck and decided to unleash it on her. I drew it down harshly with enough force to let out a loud crack and to buckle her knees. She fell down flat on the bed.
“Knees up!” I ordered.
She lifted her arse in the air again.
I went back to beating her with the belt, quick, rapid strikes that left red welts across her skin and drew loud moans and grunts from her body. Once again she fell down.
“Knees up” I growled.
Once again she lifted herself up, this time with some trepidation.
I brought the belt down again, harder than before leading to her rapidly buckling.
“Knees up” I repeated.
“Last one” I reassured.
It was the last one, and also the worst one, I let go of all restraint and let my belt come crashing down on her. She cried out in a mix of pleasure and pain before I lay on top of her and told her what a good girl she was.
I told her that as a good girl she could claim her reward. I stood her up at the foot of the bed, once again in front of the mirror. I disrobed and sat on it in front of her.
She got to her knees automatically and began to lick and suck on my semi hard cock, quickly forcing it all down her throat. I started to harden and began to fuck her mouth. Not roughly, but firmly and deliberately, stopping to choke her with my cock, counting to ten each time, impressed with her lack of gag reflex. I also took up my paddle again, and gave light slaps across her arse, leading to her moaning on my cock. I also took the opportunity to snap a few memories with my phone(with her consent, and no, don’t even ask). After a few minutes of gentle face fucking I let her take it at her own pace, as she alternated between slurping up and down my cock and gently impaling her throat on my cock while she maintained eye contact with me. I soon was ready to burst, I stood up and pushed her into my balls which she dutifully licked while staring up at me with her beautiful eyes. Within a matter of moments I was jerking my cum all over her pale face, much to her obvious pleasure as I orgasmed in her presence(subs have all the power I tell ya..)
“Lick me clean” That was my final instruction as she swallowed my seed.
I starred down at the submissive brunette covered in my cum who was currently occupied with tasting very last drop and surveyed the sex toys scattered across my room and decided that my life was perfect.
After a few moments of this I untied her and we had some lovely aftercare cuddles before heading to the shower to unsuccessfully get clean….
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v79chh/getting_rougher_with_ola_the_submissive_polish