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I'm a submissive. I like my partners to show me that they are the boss. It's not my fault, it's the way I am. When I met my newest conquest, he left me feeling so good that I was unable to breathe. He was not only good at BDSM, but he also made me feel so good.
I met Cole (I changed his real name to protect privacy) online. He had his kinks clearly marked on his profile. I was intrigued and sent him a message, eager to find out more about this handsome stranger.
We began by texting each other and things quickly became sexual. We were both horny and found each other attractive, so as modern-day romancers, we decided that we would meet the next day. We met at a restaurant near his home. I was wearing a black, long, tight-fitting gown and he wore a blue, well-fitted suit. He was even more handsome when he appeared in person. Our entire date had a lustful undertone, and we couldn't wait to leave.
As we ate our rich chocolate desserts, I whispered "Are you going to take me back there?"
He smiled with lust, sending a chill of apprehension down my spine.
My mind was racing with the thought of his thin fingers, and my pussy was quivering in arousal.
He said "Let's go out of here" after paying for our date. He took my hand. I was shocked when we returned to his house.
The entire apartment was adorned with leather, erotic artwork, benches, chains, paddles and cuffs. I'd never seen such a large collection of sex paraphernalia. He smiled as I walked around his house, and sat on his leather couch with his finger rubbing the chin.
As I took it all in, I exclaimed "Wow!"
He said, "I told Tamsin that I was serious".
I felt my stomach flutter with excitement. This man was known for his good sex. I knew it. He oozed the stuff. I was about to serve myself to him on a leather-studded, submissive platter.
My heart was racing as I slowly walked to him.
"Where are you wanting me?" I asked, biting down my lip as I stood in front of him.
He stared me straight in the eye, and his confidence was miles ahead of mine.
I did what he told me, and got down on my knees in front of him.
He said "Open your Mouth" like in those Porn For Women stories and, without even letting my brain process the request, he grabbed my hand and opened my mouth, pushing his finger into my mouth, and then letting it suck. My pussy was throbbing with excitement. I liked the way it felt. He slowly undid his pants and reached for his cock, pulling it out. I was a little worried about how I'd take him. His shaft was thick, large and venous.
He pulled my head forward, bringing his cock close to my mouth. He ignored my approval, and instead pressed my head against his cock to make me sucking. I did this, as enthusiastically as possible, and took as much of the length of his body as I could. I sputter and cough as he took his cock to my throat, fucking my face viciously.
He rubbed my ass for a few moments and then his hand vanished. I felt the sharp sting of his spanking on my ass. I was deepthroating his cock as I felt his wetness soak my pants.
He twisted me around so that his ass now faced him. I cried, and my nails gripped onto the carpet.
He spanked me and said, "You are an obedient little girl, right?"
I nodded.
He said it more sternly: "I don't hear you."
I nodded and said "Yes...yeah", enjoying the moment just a bit too much.
"Yes, MASTER", said the man, slapping me even harder.
"YES! "Yes, yes, Master", I replied, barely able string together a coherent sentence.
He said "Good". His spanking turned into soft strokes. His fingers glided over my thong and down my covered ass. I felt pressure as he pushed on my two holes. I shivered in pleasure.
I pleaded desperately, "P-please...master".
He grabbed me from behind and twisted me towards his face. While he was grabbing me, his other hand dug into my pants and moved them violently to one side while two of his fingertips rubbed on my slit. He started to finger me rough, his fingers shining from the moisture of my body. I was screamed with joy and pleasure.
He stood behind me with his fingers firmly in my throat.
He said "Open" as he towered over me. As he demanded, I opened my mouth and looked up at him.
He spat into my mouth and I panted. I was so sexsed that I would have allowed this man to do anything.
He said, "Beg for my cock", as he touched my pussy. My orgasm was so close that it hurt.
I gritted my teeth and said, "Please, master, I want to see your cock please!" My eyes twinkled.
"Good", said he, letting go my throat and moving behind me. He abruptly pulled his fingers out of my pussy and I felt the hard, bulging cock slide over my opening. I begged him repeatedly.
He told me to stop whining, but I did not listen because I wanted him so badly.
He was annoyed by my impatience. His cock slid from my slit to my arse.
He said, "Fine. You asked for it". His tone told me that he was serious.
I tried to protest, but his cock pressed against my ass. Before I knew it, the cock had filled me up, and he began fucking brutally my ass, while holding my throat.
I was giddy with joy, because sex has never felt better.
My orgasm was close as he fucked me with his bulging cock and pressed one of his fingertips inside my pussy. My skin was crawling from desire.
He spanked me on the ass and made it hurt.
I pleaded with him, "Please, please, I am so hungry for it", as I screamed out in a breathless rage, begging for his milk, and my own orgasm, which I knew would be amazing.
He continued to spank me, before letting out an intense guttural scream. I could feel his cock pulsing inside my ass and depositing its load deep within me. As he pulled away from me, I gasped and pushed the cum out of my asshole while he watched.
I turned and kissed him, then I laid back and pulled up my dress to show my pussy, hoping he would go down on me.
When he smiled, I realized that I made a mistake by doing what I wanted.
He grabbed a vibrator and placed it on my swollen clitoris. I wriggled and moaned under its touch. I let go of all thoughts that I was a submissive, surely the domination had ended?
He groped me hard as he watched me get off the powerful vibrations. His eyes were fixed on my body. His mind was elsewhere and his eyes were dark.
He pulled out the vibrator smiling, and I was at the height of my orgasm. I was gasping, and I was crying.
"W...what...what is your doing...master?" I asked, confused and bending my elbows in order to look at him.
He smiled and said, "Did you say that you could cum Tamsin?". But his smile was dark with something sinister behind it.
I shook my head.
He spanked me, and reached for restraints.
He grabbed my wrists and said "I have to teach you some lessons, brat". I closed my eyelids and felt the wetness drip down my legs. I was never so aroused and I didn't want this date to end.