Author: ThrowWayOrBegUs2Stay

[MF, Light BDSM] Feeding on, then Feeding, a Hungry Cunt

We had this oversized footstool thing from IKEA. It was an ugly brown colour, about 1ft x 2ft on the top, with a cushion top and thick “legs” at the bottom edges. But heavy, god was it heavy. As a piece of furniture it was seriously ugly and not really any good in terms of utility, but for sex it was fucking ideal.

*

We’d just come home from the bar – drinks and apps. She knew if it wasn’t full dinner then I fully intended one of us to be dinner. And so it would be.

When the door was closed I pointed to the footstool, which I’d not so subtly placed in the centre of the room, on the fuzzy brown carpet.

I had left four cuffs on the top of it. She knew to put them on her wrists and ankles – there was never any other instruction when they were present.

I watched her as I pointed. I saw her swallow hard when she recognized I wanted her bound. But like the good girl she was she walked toward the little play set I’d put in place without a word. Her obedience always made me hard, and this time was no exception. Read more »

[MF, BDSM] Forcing Pleasure into my Fuck Toy

I guess, maybe I over stepped the line, but frankly, that was what she loved about being my play thing. She liked that on occasion, I really didn’t give her a say in her own pleasure.

I bound her over the dinning room table, using real handcuffs this time. Like, the metal ones the police use.

I ordered her to strip in the living room. She complied.

Then I handed her the cuffs and told her to put them on. She complied, though she took her sweet time in doing it. I almost lost interest she took so long. I could tell she was aware, and that’s what made her go through with it in the end.

Finally, when she’d done as I’d ordered, I grabbed the little chain between her hands and lead her by that to the dinning room.

*

I pushed her against the table. It was a bit too tall to be bent over, which was perfect. I pressed against her from behind. Pinning her against it.

I kissed her neck and she purred.

I ran my hands around her, over her tits. I cupped them, I gently pinched her nipples. I felt her body quake a bit. Read more »

[MF] She Drugged Me, So I Punished Her With My Tongue. (That’ll Teach Her)

She spiked the cookies she made for us with THC – the chemical you find in weed that get you high.

She said she planned to tell me. And, she knew I wouldn’t be, *upset*, or I’m sure she wouldn’t have done it. She knew me well enough to know it was fine. But, it was still surprising when it kicked in unexpectedly.

*

We were sitting on the couch watching Netflix. The classic Netflix and chill, though, I don’t know what anyone else’s “chill” really consists of. Mine was just, having her lay with her head in my lap, so I could stroke her hair as we watched whatever show it was she picked out. For me, after a long day I was just happy sitting, not doing shit.

But as I stroked her hair, I started to really really get happy not doing shit. Her hair started to feel, amazing, in my fingers.

I stroked her cheek and she nuzzled against my hand like a kitty. She purred, I swore she purred. And it felt great. Then, the thighs she laid across started to, throb, under her weight. Read more »

[MF, Violent Fucking] Finding a Silver Lining to Wearing a Fucking Mask

As soon as I closed the door I think she knew she was in trouble.

I was still wearing my mask, but it wasn’t like she thought I was some fucking home invader, though I kinda was in a sense, given the mood I was in.

She looked at me over her shoulder, then kinda gave an expression like she wanted to say, “Why the mask?”

I’d tell her why later.

*

She was cutting veggies, prepping for dinner.

I stepped toward her fast, almost running, before she could even turn around. I slammed myself against her back and I reached for each of her wrists. I pinned her against the counter. Grabbing her hands forced her to drop whatever was in her left hand, and the knife in her right, which was my intent. My other intent was for this entire process to piss her off as much as possible.

I let go of her hands and quickly swept everything on the counter off the other side, throwing it onto the floor and just ruining her work and wasting it all – compounding the sins that were to occur. Read more »

She said she wanted me to hurt her! [MF, Handcuffed Lady Gets Painfully Assfucked]

She ordered some salad and told me she wanted me to hurt her.

I only order a drink and then I ordered her to take off her panties and hand them to me.

I told her if she was a good girl I’d give them back to her at the end of the night.

She asked me what would happen if she was a bad girl, would I keep them forever?

I told her she was in for pain.

*

When we got back to my apartment I made her walk up ahead. I just wanted to make her uncomfortable and on edge. I hoped she could feel the stare I had on her ass – I was trying to look through the skirt she wore after all. I noticed her steps were unnatural, and I liked that.

She had my key. She opened the door and paused a few steps inside. The place was in darkness, she’d never been over before so had zero idea where to step. I was happy to disorient her. Read more »

[MF, Pussy Eating, Furious Fucking, Cum Begging] Lazy World Series Bet

Much of our sex was handcuffs, whips and chains, and often when it wasn’t, it was anal, sex toys and perverted power games. But sometimes we were just burned out…

That said I was addicted to her body, every inch of it, so even when I didn’t really want sex, I wanted her. It seemed, she returned the attraction.

So we turned on the World Series Game, to be honest, it would be background noice, but it would serve a purpose.

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The rules were simple, but backwards:

* She liked the Dodgers, if they were winning, she got to give.
* If the Rays were winning, I got to give.
* If the game was tied, it was just lazy hand action and anyone could touch anyone but nothing more.

First 3 innings were nothing but hands anyhow. The middle innings were oral. And the final 3 until any ending would be slow, gentle fucking. In the end I guess everyone would win, but, the loser had to just take what was given.

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###1st Inning

Not much happened, a base-runner made us pay attention for a bit, but no score. We mainly talked. Read more »

[MF, blowjob/facefuck, hairpulling, mild Mdom] More witching hour fun, from her perspective

I’ve always had trouble sleeping. You’ve known that, practically since you’ve known me, hell, it’s one of the many things we have in common. The other major thing we have in common is really liking sex, really *needing* sex… and frankly, liking and needing the same *kind* of sex. That is to say, sex when you take charge, order me around, take what you want from me, use your strength against me and fuck me until I scream, only to finally say those words that send shockwaves through me – good girl. I love being good for you, and you love that what is mine, is yours.

It was very early in the morning. I could tell that it wasn’t the middle of the night but that the sun had yet to rise behind the not completely effective blackout curtains in the bedroom. I checked the little clock on the nightstand, 5am… of course it was 5am, I was, after all, punctual to a fault. Read more »

[MF, Romance, Lt Bondage] A Special Bed

No one wants to go ANYWHERE given the pandemic, so we leveraged that for a honeymoon suite weekend package. Thriftiness is sexy right? Well so is having your mistress tied up and at your mercy.

We checked in. Got to the “room” and it was more like an apartment. Stairs lead up to a ‘loft’ with a couch and TV that overlooked the place. There was a giant Jacuzzi that could have hosted an orgy, and a classic 4-poster king bed in the corner. With a canopy over the top…

She went straight up the stairs and got comfortable on the couch… I checked the lay of the land and found something interesting about the bed… I decided that would be the ultimate destination for our first round of lust so I stuck a few cloth straps under the pillows. I expected to tie her up somehow and have my way with her, but when I saw the bed and what it offered, I knew that’d be the place. So I emptied my pockets… well mostly.

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[MF, Generalist] Another Witching Hour Wake Up Call

I woke up with an erection at 5am.

She had conditioned my body to do that.

In the past week she’d stroked me twice, sucked me once, and grind her ass against me thrice, each time to wake me and then use my cock to get herself off. One night she even jammed my cock between her legs when it was the only part of me that was awake, and I’m quite she would have fucked my sleeping corpse if I’d taken any longer to open my eyes.

But this time when I woke up I only found her gently snoring across from me.

*

She was beautiful as she slept so soundly. But I’d change that.

If it was okay for her to wake me up when she wanted the D, it was fair game for me wake her when I wanted her C.

And right now I wanted her cunt alright, I work up hungry for it.

*

I fished some accessories from the nightstand. Sometimes I wondered why we ever put them away… Read more »

[MF, Rough Fucking, Really Rough Fucking] Filling her Mouth during the Witching Hour

5am and I felt something… nice. Later when I asked “what the fuck was that?” she called it the “tug… tug… tug…”

*

She snuggled herself against my back, big spoon style. And I guess I only 15% stirred.

So she draped an arm over my body, and her hand ended up on my cock, to entice me? I guess at first her touch was so gentle and sweet that I gained an erection, but not consciousness.

Who knows how long she gently stroked me, but when I “woke up” my penis was throbbing as the delicate skin of her palm slid up and down its length. I tried not to move and disturb her expert touch, even when I became aware of a slickness on my ass cheek, which meant her pussy was juicing from nothing more than anticipation of me waking up. Read more »