Hello
I just want to state that I did not consider myself a 'DOM' at this point..something recently happened that has made me questions things and I am here to relate the story.
I was in London a recently on a layover and enjoying the nice hotel room and just chilling on my bed watching some TV. There was noise comming from the next room and I could kinda hear talking so I turned up the TV volume and tried to ignore them.
About 1/2 hour later they got louder. I could hear a girl saying 'no', 'stop' and some dude speaking very coursly back to her. I hate that shit but it wasnt bad enough for me to worry about it. Then I heard the smack..it was loud and intense ..followed by a high pitched yelp. I had heard enough, jumped off the bed and and stormed out into the hallway and over to the next door.
I banged on it hard in my anger and in retrospect must have woken up anyone on that floor who happened to be sleeping. The voices and crying that was comming from inside stoped abruptly and I heard after a moment the male hissing 'go get rid of them!' The door open and the woman was standing there in just a towel and a shocked frightened look on her face. I pushed past her and into the room. There actually wasnt much pushing as she moved aside holding the door open as soon as I stepped toward it.
Inside was dark, with no light except from the Tv..there was a porno playing. The air smelled like sex and cigarettes. I caught the shape of a man standing just inside the bathroom doorway in the corner of my eye. I couldnt make out his face but I didnt have to. I knew what had been happening in here. I knew he was hurting..beating this beautiful young woman. I knew that from the sounds and the look on her face when she answered the door.
Now, I am not a violent person and have been in only one other fist fight in my life. That was back in 7th grade and if memory serves it was over a spilled juice bottle. This was no juice bottle. This was serious. The man saw me and moved as if to take a step, his hand rising to just above shoulder level and his finger extending as if her were about to scold me or something. Before he could get a word out I rotated toward him lifting a knee as I turned and drove it hard into his crotch. My blood boiling at the thought of what he must have been doing..how dare he or anyone beat another person who as far as I could tell had done nothing to deserve it. I felt everything that night. My senses on fire. I felt his balls jamed between my knee and his pelvis. I heard the rush of air escape his mouth from both the surprise and pain. I saw the womans hand cover her mouth out of the corner of my eye in the reflection of the bathroom mirror.
Then he doubled over, both his hands now protecting his cock. My rage had not subsided. My other knee met his face. This time I could feel and hear his nose break. I could feel the blood seep through my jeans just seconds later and then I heard him hit the floor and whine in agony. 'You broke my fucking nose, you asshole' he said sounding like he had a cold and was crying at the same time. 'Thats not all im gonna break, shitbag' I answered as I got down on one knee fists clenched, teeth so tight I thought they may fracture and rained fists on him.
He begged, and sobbed.
I got up, disgusted now, and washed my hands in the sink.
When I came out of the bathroom, his girlfriend was sitting in the corner of the room in one of those ugly hotel room style chairs smoking. I asked if she was ok. She told me she felt that she needed to thank me, but as I was telling her not to worry about that..that I was just glad I was able to help, she slipped off the chair and onto the floor. She looked calm, scerene, and purposful as she sat there on her heels, still in the towel which was now leaving little to my imagination. She looked damn sexy, but for some reason I had no idea what she was doing.
She held my gaze this whole time slowly tilting her head back and opening her mouth. I felt a sudden rush of excitment as I finally realized what she was doing. I knew in that moment she was giving herself to me. Fully and completly.
I walked towards her, never losing eye contact, only now seeing what a perfectly beautiful woman this was before me. I stood close, the fly of my jeans just a cm or two from her face..i ran my fingers through her soft hair..I could smell the most wonderful scent from her hair.My other hand undid my pants and i let them drop to the floor...
what followed was the best sex I have ever had in my life.
8/9/2011 1:50:16 PM
Just looking for a cocksucker..I dont care if youre fat, have low self esteem, married..just that you know your way around a cock and will give your best everytime.
