I was diagnosed with breast cancer in 2016 and immediately sought treatment. Before then I would say I lived a sheltered life and living how society wanted me to. I went to college and got a job though I never married nor had kids. Now being 42 and having felt the intense fear of possible death, I had an epiphany. As cliche as it sounds though very true, life is too short not to do what you enjoy.
After I was feeling better, eating healthy and exercising I pondered what I really want in life which will make me feel satisfied. A recurring thought was, sex. Not with someone whom I loved and wanted to do all that fun shit you see on social media. No, I wanted a violent animal of a man, a young man rather with ice blue eyes and huge hands.
Being unemployed and living on a disability of sorts I had some time to myself. Everyday I would wake and instantly think of my blue eyed overlord spanking me or choking me with his massive hands. It wasn’t until I was 24 I started masturbating but by then I had already had, unsatisfactory sex. In one day I would cum 6 times and even try to spank myself though the feeling didn’t seem right. I needed a real man to do it.
I got myself pretty did my hair and turned to Tinder. It’s what the young people I heard were using to find people to fuck and though I’m older I figured I could find someone of quality.
I went on two dates but they seemed to have a problem with my missing breast as they did not show any interest in fucking me and I’m not really one to give blowjobs… or so I thought.
I went for a jog one day and revived a notification regarding a super like on tinder. A very handsome young man, 26 years of age with blue eyes and sexy hands. I immediately swiped right and began talking.
It was casual formalities and until this awkward conversation occurred…
Me- so Jay, what do you look for in a woman?
Him- mostly personality, looks fade but putting up with someone’s bullshit is the key to a healthy relationship. What about you? What do you like?
Me- what do you mean what do I like????
Since the only thing I thought about for weeks was sex I assumed he was asking me what I liked sexually
Me- lol my goodness you’re a forward young man aren’t you? Well, I like strong hands strong legs and a dominant man Hahahaha
(The cringe I still feel is immeasurable)
Him – life’s too short to not be forward… every girl I’ve ever dated has said my hands were really strong though it’s hard to understand them clearly while I’m choking them.
Me- Text me (###) ###-#### ?
He texted me a couple hours later. I heard the ding of my phone and felt my pussy get soaked. I knew it was him.
His text read – hey it’s Jay…
Being awkward I reply- hello Sir, how are you?
Him- it’s nice to see you’re so respectful already. Normally I have to spank a girl a couple times before they learn their place lol.
I almost faint from the blood rushing to my pussy. Shaking I have no idea how to reply. I place my hand on my Pussy and jerk away from the sensitivity. My back arches and nipple rock hard. I reply
Me- haha my goodness Sir. You know good girls need to be spanked too. *send. *shaking intensifies
(…) *shaking intensifies *pussy moisture intensifies *breathing intensifies
Him- what’s your address I will stop by after work and begin your good girl training.
I send him my address and express to him how horny I am. In detail he describes what he’s going to do to me and I almost cannot function.
We flirt throughout the day and I explain to him my body and breast cancer.
I only have one breast but I’m still functional.
He tells me “I’m not dominating you for your body, I’m dominating your mind and owning it’s body.”
I come to my senses and realize I’ve just let a stranger know where I live. I panic and explain I’m not comfortable doing this at my house. an hour later he gives me an address to trump tower in Chicago with the room number. He will send an uber and instructions on what to wear.
A pair of red satin panties with matching bra and a coat. Just wearing that in public is giving me a panic attack since the spiciest thing I’ve ever done was missionary position lol.
I submit to his request and go to the hotel and wait for him. I did an AMA regarding this which you can find in my history.
Waiting for what seemed like forever, I hear the key card opening the door. I almost have a heart attack and just sit there looking scared and wet. He’s fucking sexy. His forearms bulging as he drops his bag on the floor. His eyes piercing my soul. I’m speechless.
“Do you always sit when your superiors enter the room?” I quickly jump up and don’t know what to do so I go to shake his hand like an idiot. He smiles because I’m assuming he smells the fear on me lol. God I was so awkward. He had blue eyes light hair and the cutest dimples. With my hand out to shake his hand he grabs my wrist tightly and get right in my personal space whispers in my ear “Go sit kneel in the corner, I will be with you in a moment. He goes into the bathroom and starts the water.
He comes back to me and hands me a piece of paper typed on it is a list of rules for me to speak out loud.
I hear his belt clank and assume he is going to start fucking me. I read the first line and he slapped my ass with his belt. It was so fucking loud it startled me and I fell forward and hit my head lightly on the wall. But fuck I loved it. I read the second line that was “I will be grateful for my punishments” he then hit me twice. It hurt so fucking bad that time I whimpered and said “thank you” he hit me again wanting me to say it louder. I could hear people outside our door walking by they definitely heard me “Thank you Sir!” He then grabs me by my throats and makes me stand. His hands are so big I almost came feeling them around my throat.
He brings me to the window which has the blinds open then reaches his hand under. He asked if I was a good girl and wore the correct panties and i said “yes Mister.”I felt like such a good little whore pleasuring him.
He then says that’s good but sometimes even good girls get punished… before I could react he throws me on the bed takes out a pair of sexy handcuffs and cuffs my hands behind my back and begins spanking me.
I swear this young man took a class on spanking because he knew what he was doing. He never slapped me in the same spot and gave my ass small breaks to truly feel the pain.y head was spinning I loved it so much! Until I regrettably said “Please fuck me daddy!” He slapped me super hard and almost began to tear up. He grabs me by the face and says “you will never speak unless it’s your safe word or I order you” I shake my head yes while biting my lip and he slaps me lightly in the face and says “Speak!” I was so close to cumming right there.
He then went to turn the water off as I lay there handcuffed, ass stinging and pussy throbbing. He then rolls me over onto my back and rips my shirt open and with his caveman hands rips my bra open from the front.
He becomes really rough and attacks my breasts sucking them, licking them, squeezing them all while he had his hands over mouth since I was moaning.
He then removed my cuffs then orders me to lay over his lap while I order room service. He told me to order him a gin and tonic. I picked up the phone and payed over his lap. He began spanking me and every third or fourth time my pussy. When he spanked my pussy it made a sloshing noise. My pussy juice was literally running down my leg. As I told the hotel what room we were in he slides his finger into my pussy and I let out a huge cheewbacca esq moan. I was so fucking humiliated and hung up the phone. We continued this way until there was a knock on the door. He commanded I answer it.
My skirt was halfway up my body and my panties were showing. I tried to tie my shirt to cover my breasts. The boy who brought it up practically jizzed his pants and Sir in the back ground said “here give this to him.” He gave the guy $20 and ordered me to close the door. I walked over to him and he ordered me to kneel. It was really weird but he wanted to use me as a foot rest. We were there for like 5 min until he finished the drink resting it on my back. I was so worried about someone seeing me through the window.
He set his drink on the real table and stood up “on your knees, follow me” he snapped. We walked into the bathroom and there was a bubble bath ready. He pulled me up and started taking my clothes off. I felt strangely turned on by this. He ordered me into the hot bath and he took off his shirt. He kneeled beside the tub and began kissing me. I stared deep into his ice blue eyes and felt in love lol it was such a romantic feeling he was creating and he began to wash me. My body was tingling I felt so safe not ever wondering why he was washing me lol he washed my breasts my legs feet pussy . He then stands up and tells me to put on this robe. Feeling like everything will be cute and cuddle from now on.
He pulled from his backpack a small present wrapped ? like that. I opened it and it was a pair of red panties and a choker. He commanded I put them on and I said than you…
Once I put that choker on he slams me into the wall and says Something like congratulations you officially belong to me. When ever I see you you will be wearing those panties and choker. He then throws me on the bed and my eyes fill with fear and sexual frustration “fuck this is it he’s going to fuck me”
He pulls his pants off and I lay there like a good little whore. He pulls me to my side and slaps my ass “get on your knees bitch. Face down ass up I secretly hope he’s putting a condom on but the more truthful hope is he’s not.
I feel skin on skin contact pressing against my pussy. “This fuckers head is thick” it jams deep into me and I cum instantly >< fuck! I squirt a little and feel humiliated.
I begin moaning because I am nowhere near done cumming.
He gets me on my side and whispers terrible horrible things in my head which holy fuck that was hot. We are fucking for. 10 min when he grabs me missionary. He stares deep into my eyes, I feel his swollen balls slap my ass he’s squeezing my tits do fucking hard. He cums what felt like 3 gallons of cum deep in my pussy. I feel his cock pump for a literal 30 seconds I came twice just with the feeling of a cock own me like that with no regard to the future. Fuck I thank him he pulls out of me and makes me clean him off. Sucking my own pussy juice off him makes me feel like such a whore btw he’s on top of me I’m just sitting in a pool of his cum like a good little whore.
We then cuddle for like 4 min and he tells me that the session is over so we are back in a safe zone or whatever we talk about it and it felt so good. He said it was called after care . Anyway he leaves and I’m still here rubbing his cum around my pussy
It was such a liberating and beautiful experience I still masturbate to today. We had our fun but went our separate ways eventually. Sometimes I help him with his new subs and sometimes we fuck. Although I have a boyfriend now I normally only think of jay or u/chisirreborn when I have sex.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/86v7wk/f_42_when_i_was_going_through_breast_cancer_i
You strong woman <3
nice story but this is soo fake. I really can’t believe people feel the need to share stories like this.