Warning: This is long, but worth it! I wrote this as an assignment from my Dom, he liked me putting in writing different sessions we had, also I took out a few questionable things (watersports) we did. That was the reason for the blanket.
Includes BDSM, degradation, pain, creampie, rimming
He’d told me he wanted me nude, in a submissive kneel, with a blanket protecting the carpet from any of our play. He also wanted me to be freshly showered, a plug in my ass, and my hair in a braid in preparation. I was so looking forward to him coming in that door! He’d promised me a treat if I pleased him, so I tried to keep my head in a submissive, yet alert space.
Then I heard the door handle start to open, making my stomach clench in anticipation. I pushed all thought of my special surprise to the back of my mind, sat up a bit higher, and had my eyes cast downwards, so all I could see were his shoes walking behind me, checking to see if I’d put the plug in, then he stood in front of me. He stood there, inspecting me and the area for what felt like five minutes, but must have been thirty seconds, making sure I’d done as he’d asked. When he was satisfied that I’d done as asked, he took my chin in his hands and slowly lifted my gaze up his beautiful tatted brown shirtless chest, to his deep dark brown eyes. What I saw was him studying me, then he broke the silence by telling me he was pleased I’d done as he’d asked in his commanding voice. I’m sure my eyes lit up, whenever he said I’d done something to please him, I felt like there was a glowing warm orb that expanded through my chest, so proud I’d pleased him.
He then sat down on the couch, and told me to take his shoes and pants off, but to leave his boxers on. I looked down and said “yes Sir”, then went about the task of taking his shoes off, his socks, then his slacks, folding them neatly and with care in a pile on the arm of the couch. He then told me he wanted me to worship his feet and legs, that he’d tell me when he’d had enough. I started at his calfs, running my hands over his sore muscles, then tenderly I started kissing his shin, moving down because I knew he’d want most of the attention on his feet. I slowly kissed down to his ankle, looking up at him through my lashes, wanting to see if I was pleasing him, what I saw was him studying me again with those deep brown eyes, not giving anything away at the moment. I decided to concentrate on his feet, and kissed and sucked his foot, to his big toe.
I paused, looking up at him once again, then as we held eye contact, I placed his toe in my mouth, sucking and running my tongue over his toe, hoping to show him how much I wanted to do this, and also as a preview of how I’d treat his cock once it was in my mouth. I moved on to his other toes, lavishing them with kisses and attention, then moved to the bottom of his foot. I held his heel in both hands, then leaned forward, licking from the bottom of his arch, up, causing him to give the slightest shivers of pleasure, the only outward show that he was enjoying what I was doing. I then moved on to his other foot, giving it the same non rushed time and worship is shown his other foot.
Once I was done, he told me to kneel in front of him, and not move until he told me to. He left to get a drink of water, then surprisingly, he brought back a glass and told me to drink. I must have pleased him to get a glass of water from him! I tried to stifle my excitement, and drink the water. When I was done, he took it and put it in the sink. He came back and then told me to keep my hands behind my back and present my chest to him, all while taking his boxers off, showing his beautiful long cock to me.
I clasped my hands behind me, naturally making my tits jut out for him to do what he wanted to, my mouth watering at the thought of him fucking my mouth. He grabbed my braid and pulled down, forcing me to look up at him. What I saw was an expression I called his sadist don’t fuck with me face. I knew I was going to enjoy this! He slapped me once, twice, causing me to gasp in pleasure. I started breathing hard, my mouth open, so he took advantage of that, leaned down, and spit into my mouth, covering my lips with spittle. I could feel my pussy dripping from his treatment, wanting as much as he could give me.
Then he started slapping my tits hard. I saw his cock jump and get harder, the harder and rougher he treated my tits. At this point, I was fully in sub space, both of us feeding off each others exchange of power, making me not feel the pain, instead only feeling pleasure pulsing through my entire body, watching him getting turned on by his rough treatment and my response to his impact and touch.
He then ordered me to get on all fours while he got his belt. I could feel my body shaking with all the adrenaline coursing through my blood, and also from the anticipation of what was to come. He gets behind me, pushed my plug in and lightly spanking the exposed end of the plug, sending jolts of pleasure through my sensitive anal nerves, making my pussy get even wetter as it also vibrated deep in my pussy.
He then stopped, and took a step back. I peeked back at him, wanting to watch the intensity run over his expression as he readied the belt. “WHACK!” I jumped and cried out from the impact. He really wasn’t holding back! Then he started raining down the belt over and over, causing me to alternately moan out my pleasure, then cry out from the pain, back and forth. Finally, after what must have been five minutes straight, when my ass felt like it was ablaze, he stopped, then ran his hand over my red hot skin, soothing me, as I my eyes were watering from the pain.
He then told me to sit still, he was going to give me two hits from the cane, causing me to involuntarily shiver from the knowledge these were not going to be two light smacks, but two that I may feel the sting from for hours and hours to come. I started sobbing, telling him I wasn’t sure I could take it. He leaned down to my ear, then whispered he knew I could take it, he knew I was strong enough to take it, then lightly kissed my ear before standing up straight again. I calmed myself down, buoyed by his words of encouragement, and took a few deep breaths as he counted, 1,2,3 “SMACK!” I sucked in air, feeling like I’d been punched in the stomach, then before I could tell him to stop, he hit me again, causing me to get my breath back and scream at the top of my lungs. I started crying again, ashamed I’d lost it in front of him, but then I felt the softest touch to my head and down my back, him shushing me, calming me down. I didn’t even register he was telling me that is done so well, he was so full of pride that I’d endured the pain for him. I took deep slow breaths, calming myself down, then in a shaken voice, said ” thank you Sir”. As I said those words, I realized I meant it. I really meant it! It felt like he’d broken down some barrier in my mind and all I felt was overwhelming peace.
I looked back at him, smiled and said, “wow! That was amazing! I loved it Sir!” He looked a little relieved at that, then gave a slight smile, then asked if I wanted another glass of water. I said “yes, thank you Sir” and he left to get that glass. I heard him drink some, then bring me back a cold water, just how I like it, soothing my sore throat from the screaming I’d done. He then got a washcloth and gave it to me to wipe my face clean, which I used. I then felt refreshed and ready for whatever else he wanted to do. He asked me if I was ready, I said yes Sir. He said “good girl!” making me beam with pride.
He told me to kneel in front of him again, him sitting in front of me, then slapped my face, lifted his legs back, then told me to be a good girl and suck his ass, balls, and cock. I knelt in front of him, diving into his ass, hungry to taste any part of him, and I started tonguing it, then I’d lick up his hole to his balls, sucking one, then the other in my mouth, all the while watching him, his breathing getting faster, telling me I was doing a good job. I then stuffed both balls as deep in my mouth as they’d go, sucking and running my tongue over them, my finger lightly running up and down his perineum, causing him to jump slightly, then I’d suck harder on his balls. I then ran my tongue up his beautiful shaft, stopping to kiss and lick every part I could get to, hoping to show my appreciation for his previous treatment.
I got to the head, then engulfed him in my mouth, licking and sucking his cock, then moved my hands up to his balls, lightly massaging them, while fucking my face deeper and deeper on his cock. He then stood up, then grabbed my head, then forced his cock down my throat, my gagging massaging his cock, as my eyes started watering. He continued to face fuck me, cutting off my air, then at the last moment, pulling out, causing me to take deep breaths, only to thrust back down my throat.
he told me to get back on all fours. I practically jumped into position, I was so eager. He then took hold of my plug, pulled it out, then told me he brought one that was slightly bigger for me. I said “thank you Sir”, feeling him get the new plug ready and plunged it in, causing my ass to spasm again and moan in pure pleasure. He made sure it was in all the way, then placed his cock at the entrance of my pussy, then thrust hard, causing the plug to shift, and him to smash deep into my cervix, causing me to start to pant harder, then with each thrust, it felt so good, I started to make louder and louder noises, moaning and thrashing my head, the pleasure was overwhelming my senses. He pulled my braid back, forcing me to look at him as he fucked me deeper and deeper, and also hitting my g spot, causing me to cry out and cum, squirting as he kept pounding me harder and harder. My orgasm didn’t stop, it just continued on, rolling into the next one, on and on.
At one point, I was sure I couldn’t take any more, then he reached around, grabbed both of my nipples, and twisted hard as he groaned out, unloading deep against my cervix, with each shot I felt, I would cum harder and harder, so wrapped up in the wave of pleasure filling me. He then stopped, breathing hard, and pulled out, leaving me full of his cum and more satisfied than I think I’d ever felt. He jumped up, grabbed some clean wet washcloths, then we cleaned each other up, me giggling and telling him that had to be the best sex I’d ever had. We both laid down, my head against his chest, enjoying the afterglow, and me tracing his tattoos with my finger as he stroked my hair, telling me I was the best dirty slut he’d ever been with, then told me he was so impressed with how much pain I took. We then turned on an old movie, and relaxed until he had to leave.
I was already looking forward to our next session.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/j3pb3b/mf_one_of_our_sessions_he_took_off_from_work