Another of my very strong, dirty, nasty sex stories, where a Master gets to use a willing sub slut. Please don't read if hard and strong stories aren't your thing. Please note, I do love women, and am a gentle guy. I have found that there are many women who have a need, a deep down sexual hunger, for pure dirty sex for pleasures sake, and as part of that, they have an urge to please their lover any way possible – whatever he wants. That giving of pleasure, turns the sub slut on more than anything, and the further they have to go, the more degrading the sex, the more power the Master takes, the further they slide into sexual bliss....
The story is 1st person – so female sub sluts read and put yourself in 'her' position...
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"So you've read some of my stories and want to give me some inspiration for another?" I ask you, us both sitting on the double bed of a cheap hotel room I hired for the night. My eyes wander down your body, taking in your curves. You've spent some time on your appearance – I can see you know how to apply make-up, using a deep red lipstick to draw my attention to one of your pleasure giving areas.
You nod, obviously nervous, knowing just what you could be about to agree too, putting yourself into a situation that you crave yet are scared of.
"So you know just how dirty and full on things can get. Your e-mails said you have no limits; but are you sure? Are you really as dirty as the sluts in my stories?" I press, needing to push you, to find out if the e-mails we swapped are just bravado, or if you truly are the submissive cunt you described. I actually get off on knowing the slut I'm with wants everything I do to her – even when she's physically fighting me off or in tears. "You remember your secret word?"
"I won't need it." You reply, biting your lip and looking me in the eye defiantly. "You can't degrade me enough Master, I'm just a fuck toy for you to use as you please."
Mmmm, I think, you know how to push my buttons, and I guess your 'defiance' is designed to bring the chat to an end, and the fun to start. Defiance is something I'll break in your by the end though, turning your into that total sub you need to be. I reach over, tracing my fingers across your cheek, the first sparks of electricity between us both. You hold your head perfectly still, letting me touch you however I wish. I run my hands round to the back of your head, gathering your hair between my fingers. A confident smile touches my lips as I pull your head back, tilting your head back so I expose your throat. I move closer, bring my lips to your neck, softly kissing your neck, then licking up, tracing up to the underside of your jaw, breathing in your perfume. "Yes slut, you will please me."
"Yes. Yes Master", you sigh, as you feel my other hand sliding up your leg, pushing your skirt out of the way as I feel the flesh of your thigh, my touch becoming bolder, more confident. You emit a little whimper as you feel my fingers touch your pussy, hearing a pleased chuckle from me as I discover you have left off your knickers for the meeting. You feel so vulnerable as I, an almost complete stranger, rub the freshly shaven lips of your burning cunt, the excitement of the situation betraying you, juices already making you slick.
"You're so fucking wet already aren't you slut?" I growl, slamming two fingers of my right hand up into your cunt, making you gasp out with pain/pleasure/surprise. You feel your pussy open right up to my rough assault, drawing moans from your lips. Hearing your moans drives my libido, and the excitement makes me bolder, driving me on. "I'm going to fuck the shit out of you, you fucking little whore." I promise. With my words ringing in your ears, making your pussy gush, you gasp as I pull your hair hard, dragging your head back, as I lean into you, my weight pushing you down on the bed, pinning you down. You look into my eyes as I collect some saliva in my mouth, and sneer as I spit into your face, slapping your cunt hard so it stings, oh it stings and feels so good.
"You're just a fucking cum slut, aren't you bitch?" I demand, my voice tinged with excitement, as my hands squeeze your tits roughly, fingers biting into your flesh.
"Yes master." You managed to whisper, your body betraying the excitement my words generate in you. You cannot control yourself when a Master such as I begins to use you; the more you are degraded, the more you want, the more you give yourself.
I spit on you again, your face now wet and glistening, your makeup running a little, which turns me on the more. "Oh yes I'm going to fuck you up slut, I'm going to rip those holes of yours open, because they're my holes aren't they? Mine to use."
"Yes Master!" you cry, "Hurt me, fuck me, use me" you beg, already panting like a bitch on heat.
I laugh, knowing you will take everything I can give you, and still want more. I won't be disappointed. I grab your blouse in both hands, and pull it apart with all my strength, ripping it open, the buttons flying in all directions. I then grab you round the throat with one hand, pushing you down again onto the bed, holding you their, as I reach over to the bedside table and retrieve a pair of scissors, a tool for my evening of abuse. Your eyes are wide as you watch me cut your bra from your body, trembling as you feel the cold metal against your skin, not daring to speak. The material falls away, leaving your breasts exposed to me. "I hope you brought a change of clothes slut, because you won't be leaving in these!" I laugh, pulling your skirt down your legs roughly.
You feel my eyes eat up your body, taking in every inch of your skin, lingering on your shaven cunt, with its pink puffy lips, a little swollen now in your excitement, glistening and slick.
"Open yourself up cunt!" I bark, smiling to myself as you jump to obey, not questioning my orders; a well trained slut. I watch as you use both hands to pull your outer lips apart, pulling your legs up and apart so I can see inside, see your cunt gaping open for me, pink insides so soft and inviting. I lean in close, breathing in deeply to smell your intoxicating scent, bringing my face so close to your cunt, close enough for you to feel my warm breath on your clit, making you want to beg for me to taste you.