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Click here"I'm sorry. I'm trying, but - "
"Well, try harder. It's not a big deal. Girls like you take it up the ass all the time. How else are you going to keep a guy's attention? Your asshole makes up for your lack of beauty and intelligence. I'm just trying to make you better. Do you want me to stop?"
"No."
"So, you want me to keep fucking your ass?"
"Yes, I want you to keep fucking my ass, please."
"Alright. But I've gotta go faster now and you gotta take it like a big girl. I don't want anymore whining, okay?"
"Okay."
He grabbed my hips and thrust harder. I took the pillow from my side and bit on it to avoid making any noise. His thrusting grew erratic and suddenly he pushed sharply and grunted. His large body rested on me, dwarfing me. After a while, he pulled out, his cock head coming out creating a burning sensation again. "Oh wow, I swear, your gaping asshole is the hottest thing about you. You should get a picture of it and get it framed. Should I take one?" I would have panicked if I weren't so concentrated on my pain. "Oh, never mind. Maybe next time. Where's your phone?" He walked outside the room, leaving me there like that. When he came back, the condom was off and he had my phone with him. "I have your number now. You know your way home from here?"
"Yes."
"Well, what are you waiting for then? We're done. I'll call you next Friday."
"Okay." I got up and limped outside to put my clothes on.
"Leave the panties. And don't wear any undergarments the next time," he said, switching the TV on.
"Okay." I got dressed and moved toward the door. "You'll call me next week?"
He flicked his gaze away from the TV, annoyed. "If I feel like it. Lock the door on your way out."
"Okay," I said and after one last look at him, left his house. From there I walked the two lanes to my place. Immediately getting on the bed after reaching home, I rubbed myself furiously, thinking of our time together. I had never cummed as hard as I did that night. My post-orgasmic sleep consisted of thoughts of him and I could hear myself wishing for him to call me again.
- COMMENTS
redheadslaveover 4 years agoIf this turns you on then I guess that's ok to write it. And I understand that some people are into humiliation. However if this really happened, it's disturbing and disgusting. If it's just your fantasy then you have as much right to it as anyone else. But if this is even loosely based on real life, you need to talk to someone about your self esteem and feeling, as well as safety. I hope you didn't go through this. There's enough body shaming in the world without inviting more from both yourself and a horrid narcissistic sex offender. (And this story should be categorised as non consentual btw)
redheadslaveover 4 years agoIf this turns you on then I guess that's ok to write it. And I understand that some people are into humiliation. However if this really happened, it's disturbing and disgusting. If it's just your fantasy then you have as much right to it as anyone else. But if this is even loosely based on real life, you need to talk to someone about your self esteem and feeling, as well as safety. I hope you didn't go through this. There's enough body shaming in the world without inviting more from both yourself and a horrid narcissistic sex offender. (And this story should be categorised as non consentual btw)
ShadowRosieover 4 years agoThat jerk is an asshole punk humiliation freak. He's Not good enough for you. He sees himself as a classy man who has the real deal on women who give him their bodies. Fact is, he takes what women give him. If they give him respect, he thinks he's the best thing ever. He's not worth the ground he walks on or the bed he sleeps on. You need to be taught self-respect and pride in yourself.
Anonymousover 4 years agoI’m stunned, absolutely stunned. What a complete and utter bastard, he’s a sorry excuse for a human being. It’s quite possibly one of the most depressing things I’ve ever read.
Without a shadow of a doubt it fails the descriptor of BDSM, he’s an abuser and not a Dom because no way is that kind of treatment Sane, probably not Safe either the given that the sick bastard will fuck anything with a pulse. Before the witty masses comment no I don’t mean the woman in the story. I don’t know if you plan on writing a follow up but I for one couldn’t stomach more of the same.
As a pice of writing it’s very well done, as depressing AF but well written.
Tess (UK)
