((((This is simply for fun. I'm aware there are grammatical errors and it's not a perfect story. It's just to explore my fantasies.))))
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To this day, I have no idea where it came from. The desire to be made to feel like a slut, a fucktoy, a plaything, just an object for a man to play with and use. Ive always secretly craved it. I never knew how to speak up and ask for what I want. I just wanted someone to know what I desired and do it.
So I began a search for the right Dom to play with. I wanted someone in their 30s as well, preferably no kids or marriages, and experience in the BDSM world. I started with joining a website, meeting men for drinks, even going to a motel to see how compatible we were after the drinks. Then I met one. He was a good foot taller than me with muscular arms, smoldering dark eyes, and a deep voice that made me weak in the knees. He could give me a simple look and I knew just exactly what he wanted. I was never allowed to know his name, I simply addressed him as "Sir".
After a light lunch and delicious coffee, I eagerly agreed to join him in his hotel room. I followed him into his room and he shut the door behind me. He quickly shoved me against the door and tried to kiss me.
"Hold on, can we just take it slow? I know we're both here for one reason, but I don't want to move too quick" I said.
"Um..sure..yeah sorry." He took a step back.
Before I could let my breath out, he slammed me against the wall and slapped me across my face.
"Don't be a fucking prude. We both know you're here to get fucking used. So be a good little bitch and do what the fuck I say."
He held me to the wall by my throat and tore my thin tank top with the other hand until my small breasts were hanging freely.
"Look at these tiny little fucking tits. Can't even get a good tittyfucking. I suppose I'll just have to yank those nipples til you squeal huh?"
He squeezed and pulled my nipples until I thought I'd cry. I let out a yelp even though I could feel my pussy throbbing at his abuse.
"Shut the fuck up bitch. You only make noise when I tell you to." He spit in my face and slapped me hard across my cheek again. He pulled down my pants and ripped my panties off. "Open your mouth whore." He spit directly in my mouth then shoved my panties in. "Hope you like the taste of your own cunt."
He pulled a dildo out of a bag next to my feet. He smacked my clit gently with it and kept hitting harder until I squirmed.
"See? You want this don't you? You want to be my fucking toy."
He shoved the thick dildo in my pussy. Pulling it out and shoving it back in. Over and over. Until my body was anticipating his movements. My body started grinding my hips, wanting more. My mind mind begging him to hit my G-spot.
"Yeah, that's a good little whore. Take that shit bitch."
At his final word I came. My body shook and my pussy was dripping. He pulled the toy out and slapped my pussy with his hand.
"I knew it. You're such a greedy fucking whore. Look how wet you are, that pink pussy is dripping, and I know you want more." Laughing at me, making me embarrassed that he made me cum. "You're pathetic. You act like you don't want this, but here you are cumming all over the fucking place like a disgusting bitch. Get on your knees and open your mouth slut. Do what your Master tells you."
