I don't know when or how it started...but... I was in my late 30's when it did. I have not been an angle in my life... Sexually I mean. I have had my share of sexual experiences and I was usually in control of them. With a background of rape and molestations...it was no surprise that I always felt I had to be in control of it. I knew how to please a man, to make him want more, to leave him with the true feeling of complete satisfaction. I became very good at sex in every aspect. I could give a man a blowjob like no one. I learned the aspect of muscle control with my pussy to make his experience even more satisfying for him. I guess...looking back even though I was in control, I was looking for one strong enough to take that away from me. Someone who would make sure he was satisfied by me. Someone who could overpower my control of the situation and use me to please himself. Many tried to take this control... I would submit to them to a certain extent...enough to make them believe they had control, but I still reserved a large portion of myself that they could not get to. I remember one, he tried spanking me... I put a stop to that very quickly. Of course, being the "gentleman" he would stop. I never found anyone strong enough or one I could trust enough to relinquish that control. Until now... This is the story of my submission.
We met as friends. It was a true friendship where we could tell each other anything. Eventually, we came to know each other's darkest side. The love and trust was complete between us. Even though we had both been hurt badly by others, there was a bond between us that could not be touched. We both had our reservations of course... But I have to say that I have given him more trust that I ever have given anyone. There is still a fear... A piece that I hold back...I am hoping in time this too will be given to him.
It started one night when we were at home. I love to suck his cock, and he knew that. All he ever had to do was look at me and I would be on my knees sucking away...loving the pure pleasure I could give him. We were sitting on the couch watching a movie on TV. He looked over at me and said...
"Come over here and suck my cock"
Of course I was more than happy to do so. I kneeled between his legs and released his cock from his shorts. He reached down and gathered my hair in his hands and pulled it tight onto of my head. He usually held my hair back for me, but this time it was tighter.
He snapped my head back and looked at me then told me...
"I want to fuck your face...I want you to gag on my cock this time."
A strange fear ran thru my body... He never talked to me like this.
"Now be a good girl and suck," he said.
I took his cock and began to suck as I usually do... Licking and teasing a bit but he snapped my head back and said...
"I said FUCK your face!! Not anything else...now open your mouth!"
With that, he pushed my face down and his cock went deep into my mouth. I have no problem taking his cock in my throat, but I usually have to work into it. He pushed his cock deep in my throat triggering a gag. He held my head down... My throat was convulsing all I could do was try to breath thru it. I put my hands on his hips trying to push back... But he was much too strong. He finally let me up to breath. I came up gasping and coughing. He snapped my head back again and said...
"Now that is what I want...are you willing to let me use you for my pleasure??"
With tears still in my eyes...I meekly said, "yes..." he could hear the fear in my voice. That seemed to intrigue him even more.
"Are you scared?" he asked me with a smile on his face.
All I could say was "yes"
He laughed and said
"Good... I want you to be" then shoved my face down again to suck his cock.
He did not want me to suck his cock...what he really wanted was to fuck my throat...fuck it hard and long. He would push his cock deep and move my head up and down slightly rubbing his head on the back of my throat. I could not help but gag... My throat convulsing each time. The power in his arms... His hands holding my head down was incredible. I tried to push back... Tried to gain some kind of control... But he would not allow it.
I was not sure what was happening, but all I knew was this incredible fear I had at the loss of control yet... I could feel the heat from my pussy swelling...the juices started to flow...oh my god...I was dripping every time he shoved his cock deep in my throat. He fucked my throat for 45 min like this before he came. When he did finally come...he held my head hard thrusting even deeper in my throat... He was so deep I could not even swallow the cum it just ran down my throat.
When he was finished but not until he started to become soft...he started pumping again telling me...
"Clean up my cock...I want nothing on it when I pull it out of your mouth"
With him getting softer, I could start to use my tongue to clean him and I did as I was told. After another 10 min of sucking his cock clean, he let me up.
He handed me my glass of tea and told me...
"Take a drink then drop your pants and lay across my lap with your ass up"
I looked at him puzzled and he raised one eyebrow and said...
"Defiance??"
"I just don't understand..." I began to say before I could finish, he said
"I did not ask you to understand, I just told you to do something...I expect you to do exactly what I asked...no questions!" His voice was stern and a fear rushed thru me again.
I took a long drink then did as he said. His fingers ran over the lips of my pussy...I moaned thinking he was now going to pleasure me. He plunged his 3 fingers in my cunt with force. I yelped and immediately tightened up. I started to wiggle trying to get away. He pulled his fingers out... They were wet with my cum and he immediately slapped my ass.
"OWWWWW I screamed "that HURTS!" he laughed.
Again he slapped my ass. I tried to get up... He push me back down and said...
"You can take this... You may even like it"
Again...and again he slapped me. Tears filled my eyes...
"It hurts!!" I begged...pleading for him to stop.
I knew my ass was red from the spanking... But then his fingers went again to my lips... He started laughing when he realized just how wet I really was.
"Hey honey, you DO like this...your pussy is dripping."
What he did not realize was what I did like was his control over me. The spanking was just another aspect of that. The fact that he had such control over me... I had to do what he said. That was the turn on to me. With one last slap, he told me to go upstairs and use my anal ball and get myself cleaned out. He was going to fuck me in the ass. I did as I was told without question.
When I came back downstairs, I had on only my robe. He told me to remove it, and I was not to be wearing anything for the rest of the day. He told me to lie on the couch face down and suck his cock. As I did, I felt oil being poured on my ass and his hand begin to rub it between my cheeks. His other hand was on top of my head holding my hair as I sucked. His finger began to poke into my ass...he fingered my ass until I was well lubed. His cock was growing in my mouth. I felt him slip another finger in my ass... Pushing deeper. His hand became very heavy on my head pushing me harder onto his growing cock. He lifted my head... Still holding onto my hair...and told me to stand up and bend over he was ready to fuck my ass.
My pussy was dripping still my desire was to be fucked... But his was apparently to fuck my ass instead. He pulled his fingers from my ass and pulled me to a standing position. He pushed me over and I grabbed the couch for stability. He moved behind me and rubbed his head over my pussy lips to moisten it then pushed it into my ass. Immediately I tensed due to the pain. We have had anal sex...but he is usually much more gentle in his entrance...letting me get use to the size of his cock. Not this time... I tried to push away, but he just grabbed my hips and said...
"No...this is what I want... Not what YOU want"
He started stroking his cock in my ass...thrusting back and forth...I soon loosed up and the pain left. Again, with the control he had... I came as never before. I could not believe the intensity of my orgasm. He fucked me the way he wanted to...hard... My ass began to get sore with the pounding it was taking. He finally came deep inside me. When he was finished, he slapped my ass and told me to go clean it out and relube myself.
Again, I did as I was told. I came back downstairs and was going to sit down.
He said..."Now I am hungry...go make me some lunch"
I looked at him and asked if I could sit for a moment to regroup myself. He again raised an eyebrow and said...
"Defiance??"
I immediately got up and went into the kitchen. He followed in after me and took a wooden spoon out of the drawer and gave me 4 swats hard on the ass.