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The Dark Side

Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: Fiction, Author: afroerotik, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

through David. The pain on contact was excruciating. For her to be a psychological Domme, she certainly was using an extraordinary amount of physical pain to get her point across. David was not used to or expecting any of this. His demeanor had softened. He wasn’t the obnoxious, arrogant prick he was when he walked in. He was simply trying to make the pain less and he was ready to say or do anything in order to make that happen. “Please, let me down. Please.” His voice was soft and meek, mainly because the iron contraption around his head was restricting his air. “Let you down? Dear, sweet Dayo. Do you think slave masters let my ancestors down when they were in pain and begging for mercy? Is that what you think happened during slavery?” She caressed his body gently, across his nipples and down his stomach. “I don’t guess you’ve ever really contemplated what slaves went through, have you? You’ve never considered what hell they had to endure, for more than . . . (glancing at the clock) 34 minutes, have you? All you’ve ever really thought about is how those dumb slaves got what they deserved, isn’t it? All you’ve ever really thought about is how Blacks are stupid and inferior and they don’t matter, isn’t it? You’ve never thought about a mother having her child sold out from her arms, have you? You’ve never contemplated the pain of that. You’ve never thought about what it would be like to see your wife raped in front of you? Well, tonight, that’s going to change.” Every single ... one of David’s senses were heightened. The stench of his body odor choked him, his sweat smelled of pure fear and adrenaline. His tears tasted like seawater as they fell down his age-defined cheeks and onto his lips and viscous mucous hung from his nose like a disgusting ode to Jabba the Hut. More significantly, his cock protruded laughably. It was painfully hard and the head was wet with precum. He wished it wasn’t hard. Intellectually, there was nothing arousing about being restrained, his arms aching to the point of numbness, his head and neck enclosed in an antique torture device that felt like it weighed every bit of 50 pounds at the moment, his legs forced apart and restrained, and having his naked body exposed to whippings from a bitch who obviously took some sort of perverse pleasure in seeing him in this predicament. On a much deeper level however, in the perverse recesses of his fucked up brain, the entire scene was as erotic as fuck. He didn’t understand or make a conscious connection to the utter humiliation and his arousal but the evidence was there, all four and a half proud, hard inches, desperate for release. This was, unquestionably, the most fucked up situation he had ever been in. He had no control over the circumstances, he couldn’t pull any strings, literally and figuratively. He knew the safe word but the thought of using it never even crossed his mind. This was the stuff of erotic dreams come true. His body was alive with electricity. His nipples were ...