I notice a lot of kinky stories here happen with rope and props (leash, paddle etc) and toys and as much fun as those things are, there’s something so primal about using your body to show dominance and inflict pain against another person.
I met this guy off Tinder a few years ago. After agreeing on terms and limits, we decided to meet up. My limits are simple, I’m fairly submissive, my safeword is ‘Red’, and we won’t do too much on our first meeting. We agreed to meet in a mall and then went to my place for some fun.
He was pretty decent looking. Not very tall, had a full sleeve tattoo and a full beard. Almost my type.
He soon pinned me down on the bed and pulled up my skirt. No kissing, this is not gonna be sweet at all. He pulled down my panties and fingered my pussy, before shoving his fingers down my mouth and instructed me to suck and taste myself. He asked if I liked that, and he called me a slut for liking my taste so much. He then instructed me to undress and kneel on the bed and he started to squeeze my large tits hard. It hurt, but I loved it. He slapped each lightly and I moaned, I’ve always loved pain. The harder he slapped, the louder I moaned.