I meet a guy at a hotel. It is a low class cheap hotel. I go to the room he texted me. I walk in. He is taller than me and skinnier. Younger too. I know from Silverdaddies that he is normally a bottom so this being the top is new to him.
He orders me to strip as soon as the door is shut. "Bend over the bed, bitch" he commands me. I do so and see he has a big hairbrush in his hand. "You are late, and do you know what happens to bitches that are late?" He asks me.
"I don't know Sir" I reply, although I think I know. SMACK!!!
"Guess again!!" He yells.
"OWWW!!!" I scream. OMG that hurt. SMACK!!! again he hits me, then he really starts rapid fire. I am howling now. I try to climb across the bed to get away but he grabs my hair and holds me there.
"Move again and it will get worse!!!" He yells at me. I am crying now. I grab the mattress to keep from moving, afraid of what he will do. He keeps beating me until I am a sobbing mess, then he starts telling me " Beg me to fuck that fat ass and I will stop" he goes slower now, giving me a chance to talk
"Ppppplease Sir, please fuck my fat ass" I ask him. He hits me hard.
"Louder and act like you mean it!"