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Dominant sadistic man type looking for regular fun with a rope bunny or a real submissive
I am real. Not married. Looking to talk but ultimately enjoy some mutual pleasure, safely, respectfully, consensually
Photos available on request
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A dismal drizzly Tuesday had turned into a dim Tuesday evening and not much stood out about today, except for maybe the filthy talk that I had sent you via Kik early in the evening, blurting on about how I wanted to hold you down and let countless men fuck you over my car bonnet at Togg, that had given the evening a bit of a perk. Now though the night had turned black and it was time to turn in so you ritually washed and readied for bed, wearing a light sheer nightie you slipped between the duvet and the bed and settled down with your book. After only a few pages you gave up on the chapter and turned over for a good deep sleep, it was mere moments before you succumbed to slumber…
…dreams of a white bungalow and a blue sky, the moon shining bright, a crack of lightening over the roof of the house. You suddenly stir from sleeping and listen, lazily — was that the window downstairs? You listen for a few moments, heart beating a bit, the silence is broken as charlie calls out to you, a smile and a stroke and you settle down once more. And off to sleep again…
…having let myself into your flat I close the door behind me very carefully, and hopefully no one saw me. I wait a while at the foot of your stairs hushed, my heart beating fast, I don the balaclava, it matches my black clothes and completes the uniform. Ready now. I make my way upstairs, creeping.
I find myself in you're room, the rain lashes down hard outside, you are snoozing face down on the bed, a leg poking out from under the duvet, your lips are curled up against the pillow, a wet patch there where you have been dribbling. I watch you snooring for a short while and then get to work, unzipping my cock, it's semi erect, I lean in close and run the end of my cock along the length of your mouth, you stir a little and lick your lips, my cock is hardening now, I make my way around the bed and lift the duvet on the window side. Your arse sticks up in the air and I run my fingers up your thigh and over your smooth arse, dipping into your cleft I run finger tips over your anus, pouting slightly, then slip a hand down across your hot vulva, your skin is hot and I stroke you up and down, teasing your lips. It isnt long before I can feel the effects of my attention, your pussy is hot and getting juicy now, I run my index finger inbetween and move it around in the wetness, a second finger slips in easy. As I play with your pussy I start to think about your lovely wet mouth and I get the urge to slip my cock into your mouth and enjoy a sucking but I resist, focussing again on your lovely slippery pussy, watching my fingers slip into you up to my knuckles and then out again, doused in pussy milk. Mmmm. You're still asleep and pretty floppy, I pick up your left wrist and bring it just above your arse behind you, then the second wrist, crossing the first. I slip a cable tie around both wrists and carefully zip your wrists together, tightening the loop until your wrists are bound fast. You stir some more and I pounce, quickly mounting you on the bed, my knees on the backs of your legs, one hand grabs your hair in a bunch, the other planted down flat on your back, you are waking now.... as you wake I am sinking all of my hard rod right into you, in one movement, balls deep you cry out and I quickly clamp a hand over your mouth, muffled now. I spit onto my fingers and roughly press them into your arse, running them around your anus, making you wet there. A moment later and you can feel my dick retreat from your pussy and then pile against your arse, you try to call out but it's no good, my cock is inching into you slowly, easing into you, stretching your asshole, deeper, the weight of me on top of you, you struggle a little but offer little resistance. Looking up at the mirror you just see a man wearing a black balalava on top of you there, you are unable to move, your hands are trussed tight behind your back.
I pull your hair and call you a slut, fucking you roughly over and over for what seems like half an hour, my hot cock dives down, deep into your wet arse, you are enjoying the feeling of being invaded more than you thought you would, crying out a little in a vain attempt at raising the alarm, although you don't really want help, you want to be a fucktoy. My cock is hard and deep in you when you hear me grunt and moan and you know I am going to cum. I press my balls right up against your arse and my cock throbs inside you, pumping you full of hot salty semen, over and over you feel my member pulsate as warm jets spray inside you, showing your anal passage. With a loud 'schloup' my cock slips out again, you pant on the bed as I cut the cord binding your wrists, the blood returns to your hands and you rub them turning over. I am gone, leaving you with a salty wash oozing from your anus and over your soaking pussy. |
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Of recent experiences one springs to mind… a story about a sub slut that I took to another man so that he could fuck and use her. I picked her up collared and blindfold and delivered her to him, I took her inside with a mask covering her whole head, leaving only a hole at her mouth. She could not see through this mask either. Inside I had her kneel while I unclipped the lead from her collar and as I did slut ownership was given to this man. I watched for another half an hour while he used her. I took a few photos too. I wonder if this is the kind of tale you would want to hear more about? |
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