The time my slave disappointed me Pt 1 [MF] [Mdom] [Fsub] [anal]

I’m a married man who travels … a lot … and fools around. A lot. Most of my flings are rather unremarkable one-night stands. I have one rather submissive friend, however, who I make sure to get together with whenever I’m in town. While work doesn’t take me her direction very often, when it does, an amazing night of nonstop, marathon fucking is sure to follow.
What follows might detail an actual encounter between us, a fantasy we’ve shared with one another, or maybe even my plans for our next visit…
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I arrived in town late last night and have had to be at work early this morning. Thinking about my slave left me distracted through most of the day. My last meeting finally winds down and I head back to the hotel.

As always, I’ve told her only how to greet me. I always aim for something a little different, but usually I have her waiting for me, presenting herself for me to use her as I please. Tonight, I decided on something a little more active on her part.

For the first time, I knock on a door that leads to my slave. I do not merely stroll on and make myself at home abusing or using her. I simply knock.

After a very brief wait, she opens the door and greets me. “Good evening, Master,” she says. “I hope my appearance pleases you.”

It most certainly does. She stands tall before me, hair in pigtails, wearing a French maid costume that leaves her breasts bare, and bright, flaming red lipstick. She holds on one hand my customary Jack and Coke. I do not answer immediately, but watch as she stands perfectly still, trembling slightly, slowly licking her lips as if she can taste my approval lingering in the air.

“You have pleased me, Slave.” I step inside and close the door behind me. I take the drink from her and take a few sips while regarding her outfit. As I walk behind her, I see that the fishnet pantyhose accentuate her ass to great effect. I direct her to stand by the bed while I take a moment to relax.

Taking a seat on the suite’s couch, I loosen my collar, continue to sip my drink, and eventually unzip my pants and produce my rock solid cock. Her eyes instantly seize upon it – they always do. My slave craves my cock so hungrily, it drives her to let me do so many unspeakable things to her. It drives her to demand I do those things to her.

“No. It is not for you, yet. Look me in the eye. Do not look away,” I tell her. She locks eyes with me, a clear guilty glint appareant on her gaze, and I can tell that it pains her not to be staring at my manhood.

I slowly stroke myself, breaking eye contact only long enough to take the occasional sip of my drink. Each time when I look back to her, her gaze has slipped to my cock, and I chastise her playfully for the lapse.

Finally finishing my drink, I quickly stand up and cross the room to her. I stand pressed up next to her, taking a deep breath at her collarbone, then nibbling on her neck, then ear. As my hand reaches up to grab her by the hair, she loses her composure and grabs my cock in her hand.

I slap her hard across the face and she recoils onto the bed. “Oh, that’s such a shame,” I tell her. “You should know better.”

I grab her by the hair again and roughly drag her back to her feet. She looks on the verge of tears, so I hold her there for a second, my face inches from hers. “You forgot yourself. You’re going to regret that.”

I let that statement hang in the air, and watch as her face contorts in pain from being so roughly treated. Just as it looks like she might actually cry, I throw her face down on the bed. Still holding her by the hair, I press her face into the bed hard, and then ram my cock brutally into her pussy. She gasps aloud as I plunge into her wetness repeatedly. After a few moments, I let up and withdraw, letting her lift her head a bit.

I give her a moment to catch her breath before I plow my cock deep into her ass, eliciting a yelp. For a moment, I leave my cock buried deep inside her and just watch as she struggles to regain herself from the sudden shock. I let go of her hair and grab her by the hips, and begin to ream her roughly.

I can feel her asshole quiver around my cock as it throbs. She starts to moan “oh yes” quietly with each thrust. I pretend not to notice when she shifts to sneak her hand down to her clit and begins to rub herself vigorously, and her moans shift from fighting against the pain and instead begin to give in to the pleasure.

My slow, methodical pounding of her ass quickens as she begins to come, and the quivering of her asshole soon puts me over the edge myself. I shoot my load deep into her ass, then take a few more thrusts, and then withdraw. I stoke myself a few more times and lance another stream of cum across her ass before I’m done. I stand back to see my cum starting to flow out of her gaping asshole. She lays on the bed, emotionally spent from the assault. She says nothing.

“Have you learned your lesson?” I ask. She doesn’t move from her position on the bed, but mumbles a meek “Yes, Master.”

“Good. Clean yourself up. I’ll be back in 30 minutes and maybe you’ll do better this time.” I zipped up my pants and left.

She did much better the second time…

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