A Surprise Visit

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The following is a BDSM Scenario between two consenting adults.

BDSM should always be safe, sane, and consensual. Enjoy!

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She heard the front door open and shouted a greeting to her roommate. “Hey Bex!” After a few seconds footsteps sounded, coming down the hall toward her door. “Becca?” She asked, thinking Bex had her headphones in or something. The door to her room slammed open and he was standing there, lust in his eyes.

“Tag?” She asked, bewildered. He walked up to her and put his hand on her throat, snarling. He kissed her deeply and pulled away slowly, biting hard enough to make her taste blood. “What are you….how did you….what are you doing here?”

“I came home a little early to check on my favorite whore. I heard you’ve been busy while I was gone,” He said, sliding a hand under the covers to tweak her nipple. In one smooth movement he pushed back the blankets to expose her naked body, and she froze looking up at him.

“I didn’t…I wouldn’t…” She said, starting to stammer over her words. “You know I love you.”

He slapped her, hard, across the face. “You little slut. Sleeping around all over town like a common whore? You’re better than that. You’re my whore,” he said “And you’re going to remember that if I have to beat it into you.”

Her face broke into a smirk as she looked up at him, and she bit her lip. “What’s that grin for?” He asked, cocking his head playfully. In response she raised her eyebrows mischievously and spat into his face. He jerked back an inch, raising one had to wipe the saliva off of his cheek before grabbing her by the throat, pushing her back into the bed. “Now you’ve done it.”

He climbed on top of her, pinning her thighs with his knees and using his grip on her throat to hold her down. Once he had her firmly in place he released his hold to grab her right wrist, pulling it towards the edge of the bed and the restraints he knew she kept fixed there. Catching her breath, she said “I like this outfit on you, a vest and black jeans always accentuate your figure.”

Finishing with the right hand he grabbed her left, using one hand to cup her face. She raised herself to within a breath of his lips, kissing lightly along his jaw to his ear. She whispered “You know, it would look a lot better on my floor,” before nipping his earlobe and starting to kiss down his neck. He halted her progress by yanking her left wrist up to the restraint and fastening her in place.

He kissed her softly before pushing her jaw to the side and kissing down her neck. He took his time on her chest, lightly teasing around her nipple before pulling it into his mouth, sucking and biting viciously. His nails dug into her thigh as he switched to the other side, making her moan and squirm. “Fucking whore. You’d think you liked being treated like a fucktoy,” He said, before kissing down her stomach to her quivering pussy.

He hesitated just above her clit and looked up at her, watching her eyes as he plunged two fingers deep inside her dripping cunt. She squirmed as he hit her pendik escort in the back, crying out with pleasure. “Hold still, slut” He growled, articulating each word with a hard thrust. She moaned, struggling to hold still. He brought himself up so he could bite her earlobe, still fingerfucking her for all he was worth. She squirmed and gasped. He broke off biting to whisper “What? Did you want something? Did you need something from me?” She could only moan in reply. He pulled back to get a better angle, forcing three, then four fingers into her.

“You’re going to have to ASK like a GOOD GIRL if you want something, CUNT,” He said, accentuating his point with deep thrusts that made her writhe under him.

“PLEASE!” She gasped.

He stopped his assault on her pussy to respond, looking down at her. “Please, what?”

“…please…fuck me,” She muttered.

“I can’t HEAR you,” He said, thrusting into her.

“PLEASE FUCK ME,” she nearly screamed, dripping and desperate to have him inside of her.

“Please fuck me what?” He responded, slowing his pace so she could fuck his hand, struggling to pull him deeper inside.

“Please fuck me sir,” She whined, pulling herself as far down onto him as she could.

He suddenly pulled out of her and slapped her, hard, across the face. “I told you not to call me that. Do I need to teach you a lesson in manners?”

“No, I’m sorry. I can be a good girl,” She replied quickly, shrinking back an inch.

“Then ask me correctly, and maybe I’ll fuck you.”

“Please master, fuck me.”

“Well, since you asked so nicely…” He sat back on top of her, undoing his belt and unzipping his jeans. He freed his massive erection and lined himself up at her entrance. God he was thick. She bit her lip and moaned, squirming as he pushed into her slowly. With one hand on her hip and one on her cheek, he looked her in the eyes as he filled her up. He gave her plenty of time to feel every inch of him, savoring the tiny gasp that escaped her lips as he hit her in the back.

With fire in her eyes she said “I thought you were going to fuck me, not play around.”

He stopped and slapped her, saying “I will fuck you how and when I please. Would you prefer I stop?” The panicked look in her eyes told him she needed it, and needed it now. “Well?”

“…No,” She said, looking sheepishly off to the side.

“No, what?” He growled, raising one hand threateningly.

“No master please don’t stop! I need you inside of me, anyway you want it. Please, please, PLEASE don’t stop.”

“That’s what I THOUGHT,” He said, accentuating his words with a hard and deep thrust. Her back arched and she cried out as he began a relentless assault on her pussy. He would pull completely out and thrust into her hard and deep, creating a rhythm that was punctuated by her moans. Without slowing he covered her mouth and said “Shut up, slut. You make too much noise.” He lowered his mouth to her chest and began to suck, biting and twisting her nipples until he could hear yelps from under anadolu yakası escort his hand and feel her bucking beneath him. He pulled off of her chest long enough to say “Stop squirming whore.”

She mumbled something and he removed his hand to hear her. Panting and moaning, she managed to get out “I just cant, sir. You’re so deep… I don’t know how much I can take,”

“You complain when I don’t fuck you, you complain when I do – it sounds like you don’t know what you want. I’ll have to show you. Oh, and,” he paused for a hard slap to her cheek “DON’T call me sir again or you’ll regret it.” He pulled out of her and ripped the restraints off of her wrists, grabbing her by the hips. He pulled her to the edge of the bed and flipped her onto her stomach.

“Get up on your knees,” He said, taking off the remainder of his clothing. She watched him as he stripped. “Did I tell you to look at me?” He said, daring her to defy him. She turned her head back around, pushing herself onto her knees. She heard some shuffling and the sound of him picking up his belt. After what seemed like an eternity, she felt searing pain and heard a loud smacking sound. “Behave like a bitch and you’ll be treated like one.” He leaned over her, tenderly kissing the red mark the belt left on her ass. He kissed up her back and whispered in her ear, “You can’t seem to follow instructions so I guess l’ll have to train you.” He wrapped the belt around her throat, threading it through the buckle to create a choker-leash. He used to the leash to pull her up onto her hands and pushed her ass up, admiring the arch of her back.

“Now, try not to scream.”

He plunged into her up to the hilt, fucking her savagely. Every time she would start to fall down onto the bed he would pull on the leash to force her back up, force her back onto his cock. Her screams became moans, which eventually became words. “Jesus. You. Feel. So. Fucking. Good. Oh. My. God.”

“What do you say?” He asked, stopping to pull her up almost off of her hands, her back arched to its limit.

Breathless and choking, she managed a weak “Thank you sir.”

She realized her mistake too late, and felt the strength of his hands on her hips as he fucked her into the bed. How much more could she take? “I told you not to call me that. Now I’m going to have to punish you.”

Suddenly he was off of her. She started to turn to see what he was doing but felt a hard smack on her ass. “Don’t turn around whore. I didn’t TELL you to FUCKING TURN AROUND.” He said, smacking her ass for emphasis. After a few seconds, she felt him gently stroking her pussy from behind. She relaxed as she felt him teasing her, slipping one and two fingers into and out of her before rubbing her clit ever so lightly. She was dripping by the time she felt something cool and slick on her ass.

She immediately tensed and felt another slap on her already red ass. “Relax or this is going to be much worse for you. You know that by now,” He said, using a finger to push gently into her asshole. “Be ataşehir escort a good little fucktoy and relax for me. You’ll enjoy it more if you do.” She did her best to relax and gradually warmed up to the one, then two fingers probing her. This wasn’t so bad. She could handle this, and he was always good to her so maybe…

Her train of though was cut off when she felt something much larger at her opening. “Oh god,” She moaned, trying to relax as much as possible. He leaned forward to nibble her ear, saying;

“I told you not to call me sir. You can call me love, or you can call me master, but you DON’T call me sir. So now I have to punish your ass. Don’t complain, you know you deserve this.” He bit her earlobe and barely breathed “Plus, you and I both know you’re going to like it.” And with that, he pushed all the way inside of her with one hard thrust. She buried her face in the pillow and screamed. He was too thick, it felt like he was ripping her open. He pulled out slowly, till he was almost outside of her. He flicked her clit with one hand, kissing her neck playfully before thrusting back in, harder than before. This time he didn’t stop. He wasn’t as fast and deep as he was with her pussy, but the slow pace was torturous as he fucked her ass into submission. Leaning back and grabbing her hips he said “Next time you’ll remember to call me master, won’t you?” She only moaned into the pillow, trying to catch her breath between the relentless thrusts. He smacked her ass and shoved himself into her as deep as he could go, repeating his question. “Will you remember your place, whore?”

“YES! OH GOD YES! YES master I will remember who I belong to please master don’t stop oh GOD!” She screamed in pain and pleasure as he fucked her hard and deep, pushing back onto him so he could take her fully. “Please master I want you to come for me, I want to be a good little fucktoy for you,” She moaned, completely giving herself over to the wave of pleasure he was giving her. Fuck he felt good. She rarely enjoyed herself this much through penetration alone – and now she could feel herself on the brink of an orgasm as he fucked her ass. She was his, and he knew it.

“I wouldn’t be a gentleman if I didn’t give the lady what she wanted,” He said, taking up the leash again to pull her back on to him. “But you have to come for me first.” She was close, and every word from his mouth drove her closer to the edge. “So come for me, whore. Come for me. NOW.” She gasped and bucked as her orgasm wracked her body, every part of her pulsing and tingling. As she spasmed around him he felt his own orgasm growing close, and began to fuck her wildly. “Take all of it, you beautiful cumslut,” He said, before falling forward into his own orgasm.

They laid there, panting and sweating, holding each other for a long while before he pulled out. She could feel him dripping out of her, and began to admire the scratches and bruises he’d left on her body. He kissed her passionately on the lips, and once lightly on the nose.

“How was that, love?” He asked, smiling at her. She could only make an exasperated noise and say;

“Where the fuck did that come from? That was…you were…..wow. Just wow.” He snuggled up to her and said;

“Then I guess I did pretty good. Wanna rinse off? I’ll rub your back if you rub mine!” She grinned and jumped up, smacking him on the ass as she raced to the shower.”

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