1. The Meeting


    Date: 7/10/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Hardcore, Author: amabarrettsub, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    between my breasts. Gradually my breathing returned to normal. Apprehensively I peeked up, into your face, relieved to see the concern in your expression, with a flicker of anger behind it. “You didn’t safeword.” I heard the censure in your tone. You thought I had deliberately refused to say it, to push myself past my ability to bear. I didn’t tell you at the time but the truth is, I didn’t even think of it. Despite the level of misery I was in, stopping never occurred to me. I shook my head, indicating that I wanted to continue. I wasn’t ready to quit yet. I was too aroused, to enthralled with the power you exuded. You smiled, softly this time, surprised. You hadn’t expected this. As I spread myself back out on the table I heard you pick up the crop again, moving down to the end of the table again. I took deep, slow breaths to steady myself as you moved back into position. I could do this. I needed to do this, to prove myself, to accept my nature. Pain was pleasure, the two inseparable, flip sides of the same coin. I could do this. Your hand moved, the leather slashing down again, striking me. I cried out, more tears spilling down my temples, but I stayed in place. That was four. I could do one more. I could. I knew I could. I had to. Apparently I was right. You did the last shortly afterward, bringing the most intense suffering I had ever experienced to an end. My breath came out in short sobs but inside I was proud. I had done it. I had survived my first punishment with ...
    you. I was sure you would be proud too, but I didn’t have the voice to ask. Immediately after you placed the crop back on the side table. My whole cunt was on fire, my clit aching and engorged with pain. I flinched slightly when I felt your hand begin lightly rubbing, first my labia, then gradually moving to my most tender and brutalized bits. You gently stroked and soothed, expertly massaging away some of the stinging. I settled again, allowing your touch to comfort me, to arouse me beyond all reason. I was so relaxed I didn’t notice when you stood. One moment I was enjoying the delicious sensation of your fingers teasing my skin, the next I realized you were looming over me again, that expression back on your face. You know the one. The expression that tells me my place, that I have no control. The one that demands I must submit to you in every way. Gone was the caring man who soothed and comforted me. Vaguely I wondered how much more torment I could withstand, how much more you had in store for me. I didn’t have to wait long. You advanced until your pelvis was level with mine, your cock erect, nudging my entrance. You shifted forward, your strong cock forcing its way into my tight channel, stretching me. I groaned in agony and ecstasy as your cock made its unhurried advance into places rarely touched, taking its time in reaching its full descent. There you stopped, head pressing again my cervix, savoring the tightness as I panted small breaths, allowing a moment for me to ...
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