Matts Revenge
Hi there, I'm Matt. Six foot, two inches of lean, mean muscle. I'm an engineer at a major construction project in Queenstown, Tasmania. I live with my evil vixen of a housemate Ash. A month ago she did something to me that I'll never forget and since then I've been on her beck and call. She thought that she's the boss of me, but little does she know that Mathew Rosa is nobody's bitch. This is the story of my revenge and the beginnings of a brilliant new relationship...
"Matty boy, can you come here a moment?" Ash called.
"Yes mistress" I muttered bitterly. This was day 33 from my humiliation. My ass since then I feel has become considerably looser, not nearly loose enough it seems though to cope with the weekly maulings Ash gives me with the big ten inch strap on she keeps locked in her cupboard. I guess she worries I'll destroy it when she's not around.
She deliberately fucks me every Friday night, which has left me unable to play soccer the last month. I tried last weekend but it was humiliating. I ran around like an old man and even the boys on my team had a bit of a laugh. "Looks like you've been fucked up the ass Matty, the way you're running" they jeered. That paled into what the other teams said about how I ran. I excused myself at half time saying that I thought my "groin" injury needed a couple of more weeks to recover. That bitch had taken me away from my beloved sport four weekends in a row.
"Matty I need you to help me pick what nail polish to wear. Do you think the pink or the purple is better?" Ash smiled gleefully. "I know! Lets try it on you and see how it looks!" she cried.
"Yes mistress, that's a great idea" I lied.
"I'm catching up with Glen tonight you know, I want to impress him!." Ah yes, Glen, that short douchebag operator at work. I stood by him at in the showers after work the other day, nearly pissed myself laughing at the excuse for a cock between his legs.
"I'm sure he'll love the purple mistress, I'm sure it'll leave him very impressed" I declared. Too bad that tiny cock between his legs will leave you thoroughly the opposite.
"Hmm, you're probably right, but just to be sure let's try it on you first. Then you can file my nails and then you can lick me out" Ash said brightly.
"But mistress you've had a big day at work, don't you want to shower first?" I enquired desperately hoping.
"Oh no, that won't be necessary darling Matty" she said with an exuberant smile. Then she slapped me across the face sharply. "And that's for being cheeky."
I did as she bid, licked her out hard and made her cum twice. She then had a shower and went off to her date. I set to cleaning the house as per her daily demands. She came back several hours later, tipsy with her arm around the douchebag. I lay in my bed as I heard their irregular uncoordinated grinding and bumping in the room next door shortly followed by Glen's grunt of satisfaction and a distinct silence from Ash. Too bad Ash, looks like you picked a dud. Serves you right you stupid bitch. Glen left shortly after and I heard her shower turn on.
"Matty! Come here my darling bitch!" Ash yelled. Begrudingly I got up from my bed and walked to her room. She stood uncomfortably in the door way naked. Her fat swollen breasts with hard nips stared up at me. Her unshaven in god knows how long hairy bush of a pussy glistened slightly, presumably wet from the shower. Her hair wrapped around her shoulders looking dry and dirty. She really should wash it I thought.
"Matty, be a good boy, put these on" she said passing me some handcuffs. I obliged, and got into the usual position of lying on my back, handcuffs above my head around the metal pole at the top of her bedframe. I supposed she wanted to face fuck me after her unsatisfying night.
She smiled as she look down at me and went to her cupboard and pulled out a whip. That was different, she hadn't done that before. I became slightly worried. She walked up to me still smiling and walking in a similar odd way to how she was standing before, her legs wedged together. She eased herself up to me on the bed and swung herself over to lower her gleaming pussy towards my face. "Get that tongue of yours ready Matty boy, you've got a lot of cleaning up to do" she said as she lowered herself towards my face. Weird her hairs so dry I thought to myself, and then it clicked, she hadn't showered at all, and her pussy was gleaming wet with Glens cum. I tried to voice my outrage but just as I opened my mouth she dropped down on my face as she opened her legs, his cum pouring into my mouth. I began to struggle when the whip cracked hard against my balls. I cried out in pain. "LICK ME YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" she screamed. "Or you'll feel a lot more pain than that! I want every last drop of Glens cum out of me. I don't want to remember that little cock of his ever fucked me. But I sure want you to remember swallowing every last drop of it" she joyously announced.
I licked and sucked as I cried, this was by far the most humiliating thing to happen to me in my life. It tasted horrible. It was hard enough cleaning out my own cum from her, although part of me found it strangely arousing. No part of me felt the way about Glens cum though. This was when I realised I couldn't go on like this any longer. I had to risk her releasing that video, but I'd give her some dam good reasons why not to first...
"Matty boy I'll be home at seven" Ash announced as she walked out the door the next morning. "Do have some food ready for me."
Oh I will I thought. I will have a dinner ready for you you'll never forget. I went out to the shop and went shopping that afternoon. I purchased a nice strong crowbar, came home and pried open her cupboard, removing her variety of toys. Oh Ash tonight is going to be so fun...
Ash came home at seven, just like she said, she is a punctual bitch I'll give her that. "Stir fry is just about ready Ash" I smiled.
"Good boy!" Ash said. "Matt, why are you all sweaty? That's gross" she glowered at me.