A little background info on this one. I had been talking to Maurice for a few weeks and was supposed to drive and meet him, I backed out at the last minute and then began tormenting him through texts, it wasn't very nice. We finally established that he would drive to me in the evening.
I took off of work early, showered, shaved, and cleaned my place up. I still had several hours before Maurice would show up and I was bored. I decided I still wanted to play games so I texted Bruce, a guy I'd been talking to for a couple weeks but hadn't met yet and asked if he wanted to come over. He agreed happily. I'd asked him what his fantasies were and he told me to wear some ratty clothing so I did. When he arrived, I realized he'd lied about his height, but I didn't care. I just wanted someone to fuck me. He quickly led me into the bedroom, and began cutting off my clothing with a rather sharp knife. It was fairly erotic and his enthusiasm fed mine. By the time he got my panties off, my cunt was wet and ready for him. He bent me over and pushed his eager little cock in. It was pleasant enough, although he finished before I had a chance to cum once. We chatted for a bit and he left.
I still had a couple hours before Maurice was due and had I known he was going to be as late as he was, I would have called someone else over to fuck me. I'd been on the phone with him a bit whilst he was driving, rubbing my cunt the whole time because he'd specifically told me not to. I never said I was a good sub. As soon as we hung up, I greedily grabbed my wand and rubbed til I exploded.
He called me saying he was 5 minutes away. He wanted me on hands and knees so that when he walked in the door, my exposed ass and cunt were the first things he saw. I also had orders to have my toys displayed around myself. I'd never submitted to anyone like this, let alone a complete stranger. I assumed my position, but my heart was beating out of my chest. I was scared, I was nervous, I was regretting my decision. I knew he was mad at me for the games I'd played. And he didn't even know I'd fucked someone else only hours earlier. When the door opened, I kept my head down, he walked over, grabbed my hair and started spanking my ass. I took it quietly, still terrified. I was under orders to speak only when spoken to and to address him as Sir. He spanked and spanked until I started screaming, he forced my legs apart and spanked my soft pussy. He jerked me up by the hair and punished my tits. All the while, I never looked at his face, so I didn't even know who was doing this to me. I could feel his anger in every strike. After a while, I felt him start squirting lube into my ass, at the time I didn't realize what he was pushing in, but it turned out to be my anal beads.
The whole time, the only speaking I did was to tell him that "yes sir, I am a slut; yes sir, please spank me; yes sir, I deserve to be beaten," etc. He forced me up again and pushed his cock to my face, when I stuck my tongue out, I was slapped for being presumptuous. He wanted me to beg and so beg I did, very convincingly. I can be quite a proper little slave when I want to be. The cock sucking seemed to endure forever. He was very picky about technique, going so far as to teach me just what he liked. He would make me deepthroat until I could hardly breathe, choking and gasping as I came up. He would give me brief respite from sucking and he would beat my tits or my ass some more. I knew the punishment was no more than I deserved, I had been a pretty big bitch to him I also knew this blowjob would end with his cum all over me, something I truly despise, but had decided to allow.
