“Tell me what you are.” Ally gasped and sputtered as my cock left her lips with an audible pop. “I’m… I’m your… I’m your slut.” I smiled and inserted my shaft into the brunette’s sloppy mouth. “Yes you are, slut. And you’re not going to forget that, are you?” A slap across Ally’s smooth cheek caused her to yelp around my dick as she nodded her agreement. I began thrusting into her mouth slowly, deeply, making tears well up in her brown eyes. I pulled out again before asking another question. “Whose holes are these?” Ally smiled, licking her lips to clean up some of the spit that had escaped before she responded. “Mmm, these are your holes, master. All your whore’s holes belong to you.” A devious grin appeared across my face as I slapped both of her caramel tits. “That’s a good whore.” I nearly whispered as Ally whimpered from the sudden impact upon her breasts. Before I could insert my cock into her mouth again, Ally asked a question of her own. “Master? Will you fuck my cunt and degrade me?” I laughed – a low, bellowing sort of chuckle – “of course, fuckpet. But even ‘cunt’ isn’t degrading enough for master’s favorite hole, is it?” Ally tilted her head slightly sideways as she pondered this new idea, her smile lit up the room as she replied “you’re right, master. Your slut doesn’t deserve to have her cunt be addressed so nicely.” I ran my hand down her cheek before kissing her forehead. “I thought not, fucktoy. How do you feel about calling it master’s cock socket?” While not the greatest name I’d ever come up with, it was good enough to make Ally’s eyes light up. “Oooohhh, yes, master. My cunt is only useful when it has your cock in it anyway.” I nodded my agreement before slapping Ally’s inner thighs, causing the brunette to squeal a little. I trailed my hand across her thigh and made ever smaller circles around her cunt. Ally began to move her hips slightly, as my touch grew nearer to her clit. Without warning, I quickly inserted two fingers from my other hand into her tight tunnel so as to not make her aware it was coming. Ally gasped as I penetrated her, unprepared for the sensation. “Oh my. My whore os so soaked. Tell me, my little fucktoy. Why is my cock socket so wet?”
Author: Writing_Wrongs4U
From passion to pain, part 38 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
“Naughty whore.” A dull smack resounded through the room – the sound of a wooden paddle being brought down firmly upon Ally’s pert bum. Ally yelped, immediately followed by the betrayal of a moan. “Master ate you out and you didn’t react at all.” Another smack, this time the sound was somehow sharper and narrower – a crop stung Ally’s other ass cheek, making the brunette yelp harder. “I’m sorry, master. I was a bad slut for – ” her words cut off as I brought the paddle down even harder. Ally whimpered loudly as her caramel skin turned red. “Sorry isn’t good enough, painslut. Master is so disappointed in you. Now… ” the crop whipped across Ally’s other cheek again, forcing her to cry out. “Now, master has to bruise his fucktoy’s ass so she remembers to be a good little whore.” I felt Ally’s breath hitch at my words, her heart began racing against my leg. “Mm, yes, master. Thank you for punishing your slut.” I smiled at the back of her head, and ran a hand through her long, charcoal locks. “Oh, my little fuckpet… You’re going to hurt yourself too.” Ally’s body tensed, clearly she was working to decipher just what the words meant. “Every time master brings an implement of pain across your slutty ass, you’re going to be a good whore and twist the opposite nipple.” I could feel the tension release, as the tight brunette accepted her place in those session. “Oh, yes, master! Thank you, master! Thank you for abusing your whore and hurting her body.” I decided to surprise her by bringing both toys down on her bum at once. I think the jolt of both items hitting her at the same time caused her to forget what she was supposed to do as she yelped and cooed as the pain began to relent. “Oh, slut? Did you forget your role?” *Smack* the crop hit her and she came back to her senses. Ally lifted herself from my lap, freeing her incredible tits from between me. A devilish smile and a twinkle in her eye was all I noticed before she yelped again, without my touch. Ally rubbed her nipple where she had just twisted it, easing the pain only slightly. “Like that, master?”
From passion to pain, part 37 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
Technically speaking, Ally wasn’t restrained; however, the two pairs of chopsticks that were rubber banded together to form rudimentary vices on her nipples did restrict her movements a bit. The caramel skinned brunette’s tight body moved and rippled hypnotically as she rocked her hips. Her movements were rhythmic and enticing as she switched from riding my cock in small circles to grinding against me like a wave. That wave was searching for connection – her clit to my pubic mound. Like a hungry animal looking to satisfy its hunger, Ally’s hips drove towards my stomach, faster, with more desperation. As though she was on fire and only the pleasure that shot from her clit to the rest of her body could extinguish the flames. Ally started panting and groaning, her hips became wild and her vagina started to move up and down my shaft, not in rythm, but in some unpredictable design, driven by the orgasm building in her gut. Her juices started to leak out in greater volume, my balls began to get slick from her lubricant and I could feel a wet spot growing underneath me. Ally became frustrated as the pressure she was searching for kept evading her. Finally, I took action and slapped both chopsticks simultaneously. I could practically follow the sensation through her body, as Ally’s nerves responded to the intensity of what had just transpired to her nipples. The gorgeous brunette cried out in pain, but her hips began to move even faster. I brought my hands to her incredible breasts and held them in place as Ally bounced on my dick. Every time she moved, her nipples were stretched from the bounce of her body, forming her beautiful face into a wince. I could sense she was close from the fervor of her movements, her moans, and the large amount of precum that soaked my cock and the bed. “Are you close, slut?” Ally’s words failed her, as all she could muster was “Please, master.” I obliged and began thrusting into her aggressively. Ally’s own movements slowed as my hips furiously attacked her pussy. Her moans escalated as I once again twisted her nipples and finally, I felt her tight tunnel clamps down around my cock. Ally spasmed and slumped over, her orgasm rippling through her and switching off her brain momentarily. Finally, she stirred, the pleasure releasing her brain once again.
From passion to pain, part 36 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
It was an intense, if somewhat strange sensation. Ally’s hands worked their magic on my cock and balls, massaging and jerking with expert control and pressure. But the driving force behind the pleasure that contorted my body into an unnatural pose was her tongue. Ally was rimming my ass like she was starving, her tongue looking for every possible morsel to satisfy her hunger. I had to steady myself against the wall to keep from collapsing atop her. Just when I thought it couldn’t get better, the tight brunette began grinding her pussy against my heel. Ally’s hips rocked in desperation, as she quickly coated my heel in her juices. She was grinding against me like an animal in heat, crying out for relief as she tried to get herself off without using her hands. It was filthy, intense, and such a massive turn on. My beautiful slut, fully devoted to her need to please her master. So intent on satisfying my needs that her own arousal was pooling on my ankle. I managed to center my weight against one of my hands and freed the other. I reached behind me and squashed the caramel skinned brunette’s nose into my anus. She whimpered in pleasure and her hips started rolling against me. Ally’s tongue was practically a blur as she began trying to draw my orgasm from the deepest parts of my body. My knees weakened, causing my hips to dip towards her hungry mouth. That must have been enough to signal Ally out of being totally engrossed in working me towards orgasm to remind her that her clit was burning up. Her whole body began working into and onto me, building to an absolutely intense and incredible crescendo, as I coated the wall with cum and Ally’s own orgasm flooded the back of my leg. I remained anchored to the wall, afraid to move, lest my legs completely give out from underneath me. The room was filled only with the sounds of two lovers catching their breath, regaining some sense of reality. Even though my own breathing began to normalize, my brain still hadn’t returned to the earthly realm it inhabited before Ally spoke. “Oh, master. We made a huge mess. Would you like your slut to clean it up?”
From passion to pain, part 35 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
“Nuh uh.” Ally stated, only the tiniest hint of teasing in her voice. We both knew she was wrong, but she insisted on arguing the point anyway. I sighed deeply, clearly having none of it. “I’m not doing this today. We both know I’m right. You’re just being argumentative for the sake of arguing.” I stared at Ally cooly, ice beginning to form in my veins. Why did she have to be such a brat sometimes? Ally barely hesitated before trying her luck “nuh uh.” I shot up and closed the distance between us in a flash. My eyes were burning with fire, my grip around the caramel skinned brunette’s throat was light, but iron clad. “I think my slut needs to be reminded of her place.” Ally’s brown eyes shot me a look of defiance, sealing her fate. Without removing my hand from Ally’s throat, I slowly removed her shorts, my deliberate movements exasperated from the use of a single hand. It wasn’t until her shorts hit the floor that Ally finally realized what awaited her. “Step out of your clothes and kick them aside, whore. Your master will be using your holes.” Ally’s eyes faltered from their defiance to shock to submission as I stared her down, motionless. After what felt like forever, she gulped and timidly stepped out of the only thing that had been keeping her bottom half modest. I patted her head in a mocking form of approval for obedience of such a simple task. “See, slut? It’s not that hard to be useful.” Ally licked her lips shyly, about to speak, before I forced her to her knees. Ally gasped as I spoke. “Be a useful whore and release your master’s cock from its cage.” Ally’s hands trembled slightly as she reached over to undo my button and zipper. I still had my hand on her throat as she fished my dick out of my underwear and fly. “Good slut. Now, let’s see if we can’t make your whore mouth useful for something besides talking back.” Ally opened her mouth without a second thought nor a sound, slowly descending onto my barely hard cock, working it to full hardness. I groaned my feedback as Ally’s mouth sucked and slurped around my dick, her actions causing my cock to engorge and fill her mouth completely. She was still giving me a rather basic blowjob when I finally decided to relent and let go of her throat.
From passion to pain, part 34 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
My hand was wrapped around Ally’s throat as I ground my hips into hers, filling her tight, wet pussy with my cock. The motion of my hips wasn’t particularly aggressive by itself, but having control of the bloodflow to the pleasure processing section of Ally’s brain was a delightfully devilish mark of ownership. The caramel skinned brunette was breathing shallow and quick as she did her best to grind her hips to mine. I hadn’t left much room to allow Ally to add her own motion to our fucking, as my body pinned her to the bed. “Oh, fuck! My fuckdoll’s pussy feels so good squeezing master’s cock.” I removed my hand from Ally’s throat, both so she could catch her breath and to allow her to engage in some dirty talk of her own. Ally took deep breaths and closed her eyes as I worked my hips faster “Mmmgm, master you fuck your slut so good. Please, don’t stop, master.” Ally started moaning and sneaked her hand between us to rub her clit. I slapped her cheek, forcing her mouth open and put my own mouth to hers. I invaded her with my tongue, as she grunted in surprise by the aggression in my kissing. I slowed my thrusting and Ally whimpered into my mouth, clearly upset that I had slowed. I had felt the tight brunette start tensing as her orgasm neared and denied her release. She desperately drove her hips towards me, humping mostly the air as I withdrew from her. I pulled my lips from hers and before she could speak, returned my hand to her throat. “Did master give you permission to cum, slut?” Ally shook her head, her eyes filled with longing and disappointment. I slapped her again and she squirmed, anticipating something more. “Then why did my fuckpet think she could cum?” Ally’s eyes darted from my hand to my face, then rolled back like she was searching for words. I released her and she finally had the opportunity to speak. “I’m sorry, master. But you know your slut loves to cum. My clit got needy and I got carried away. Please let me make it up to you, master.” I nodded an approval and allowed her to slip out from under me as I flipped over.
From passion to pain, part 33 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
“Does my good little slut like her ass being filled for her master?” Ally had one of those heart shaped, bedazzled butt plugs in her asshole, buried to the stopper. “Yes, master. It hurts so good to get my ass stretched for you.” I nodded at her and gently ran my hands along the sides of her perfectly plump ass cheeks, making Ally sigh under her breath. “That’s master’s good whore.” *smack* I hit the outside of both sides of her bum simultaneously, forcing her cheeks to engulf the hard edge of the plug for a moment. I felt Ally grimace at the action, before settling into the sensation. “That was different, master. But, in good way.” The brunette had turned her head to meet my gaze and held it with conviction. She was telling the truth, the sensation was pleasing and she wanted more. “Was it now, my little fucktoy?” Ally nodded slowly, continuing to lock her brown eyes with mine. *smack!* Harder this time, the ripples across her skin closed her ass around the plug twice with one spank. Ally whimpered softly and put her face into the pillow, but I knew she was only asking for more by preparing for the next blow to her bum. I spanked her ass again, but this time squeezed her cheeks together, elongating the way the hard edge of the plug dug into her flesh. Ally cried out as she squirmed in place, but she didn’t pull away. Ally wiggled her ass at me gently – tauntingly – begging for another slap across her pert bum. I obliged her with the hardest smack yet, causing Ally’s caramel skinned frame to jump in place, as her ass began to redden. “Thank you for hurting your slut, master.” I turned her head sideways via her long, charcoal locks before I spoke. “You might want to save your thanks until master is finished with you, painslut.” Ally shivered under my hand, a whimper escaping her lips.
From passion to pain, part 32 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
I hadn’t even touched her pussy, let alone her clit, but the string of liquid that connected Ally to the bed seemed to tell a different story – a story of a woman already in utter bliss. Ally’s body was betraying how turned on nearly an hour of foreplay had made her. The caramel skinned brunette was breathing slowly, but deeply, enjoying the sensations that played across her body. My kisses and licks on her inner thighs, my hands softly roaming across her torso, my breath as it lightly tickled her legs – unmistakable enjoyment. Ally’s hands were wrapped up as best they could be in my short, brown hair. She gently massaged my scalp, a ruse to try to focus my efforts where she desired. Finally, I made my move. I flicked my tongue out to catch the sweet nectar that dripped from Ally’s aroused state, gently touching her labia in the process. Ally’s breath was caught in a stifled moan, but it roared into a full on squeal as my breath softly hit her clit. No longer content to be teased, Ally forced my head down, burying her pussy in my head. I set my tongue to work exploring every part of her vagina, from circling her entrance to clean her juices from her lower lips, to slow licks from the bottom of her slit all the way to her clit. Eventually, my licks turned into a tongue fucking, and light nibbles on both her labia and her clit. Ally cooed, cried, moaned, shivered, shuddered, and eventually bucked against me as my tongue tired and my jaw began to ache, but I didn’t stop until she flooded my face. Ally squirted in a veritable fountain, threatening to drown me in her ecstasy. I began the slow descent to bring her back gently, while still pleasuring her pussy. Finally, she breathed a deep, contented sigh before removing her hands from my head and speaking.
From passion to pain, part 31 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
Ally was awakened by gentle kisses dancing across her taut tummy. Her eyes fluttered open softly before she spoke. “Mmmm, good morning, master.” Ally’s words were slow and lightly slurred from the morning fog that still partially enveloped her. “No ‘master’ today, babe. At least, not yet. Let me make love to you.” Ally breathed in slowly – deeply – her thoughts gathering themselves before she spoke. “Yes, please.” Two words, yet an entire volume was opened to me. My lips moved up to meet Ally’s and we exchanged a passionate, slow kiss. Our tongues danced with each other, a building sensuality, as our hands roamed across heating flesh. I pulled away from Ally’s soft lips, and she cooed in disappointment. I brought my hand up to her cheek, rubbing my thumb lightly against it. “Shhh. Relax, babe. I’m just getting started.” Whether it was the words, or my touch, I’m not sure, but Ally nodded a response and let out a breath I didn’t know she was holding. My lips returned to her caramel skin, but connected with her neck. Soft, lingering kisses upon her, slowly beginning to trail down. Ally moaned almost imperceptibly as I reached her shoulder. My lips left kisses all the way down her arm before once again ascending to start a new journey. Once I reached Ally’s collarbone, I started flicking my tongue out occasionally. Ally’s skin left goosebumps in all the tiny wet spots my tongue was planting and she brought her hands to my body.
From passion to pain, part 30 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM)
*Crack* Ally whimpered loudly and writhed a bit as the stinging sensation spread all the way across her body from a singular point. The sound of the crop coming down on her clit was worse than the pain it inflicted, or so I was lead to believe. Today, the feeling was magnified by the blindfold preventing any anticipation of where the impact would land. To up the intensity even further, we had turned the session into a sadistic game. Ally was to hold her legs open for me to decide when and where I wanted to bring the crop down. If she closed her legs, I’d switch to the paddle and punish her tits. The caramel skinned brunette had come up with the idea herself, an obvious ask to have me up the intensity. As much as I may enjoy hurting her for our mutual pleasure, I always took things slow and measured. Occasionally, my reluctance to do more, faster made Ally impatient, resulting in diabolical ideations I hadn’t yet considered. Although she couldn’t see me, I circled Ally in a predatory fashion, the sound of my footsteps her only clue as to the location of the next strike. But, even that was never truly accurate, as moans could muffle my movement and the pain confuse the senses. *Crack* Ally’s thigh was the target of this attack from the crop, she shivered in response and nearly crossed her legs. “Mmm, yes, master. That hurts so good.” I smiled only to myself and reached out to change the sensation. My nails glided across the reddened flesh where the crop had just left its mark. Ally moaned a reply, only to have my free hand slap her cheek. “That’s a good painslut. Moan for your master.” Ally sighed deeply and I tweaked her right nipple.