Her Pleasure, My Pain

The thick, black, spiked dog collar she put tightly around my neck was at the end of a rather short leather leash. She was most definitely in control here, and she was reveling in it.

With one hand, she pulled my head up off of the bed. With her other, she slapped me. Hard. She grabbed my face, spat into it and then slapped me hard once again.

My hand was gripped onto the long, thick strap-on that she wore and was getting closer to fucking me with. It was black in color and about three times the size of my own cock. It was already slick with lube and I slid my hand back and forth over it, pretending that it was a real cock.

I lie on my back. As she stared into my face, giving me a look that said, "Get ready for this, scum!" She pushed my legs up as far as they would go as she prepared to fuck me.

I held my legs up as she put lube on her fingers. The coolness of the lube mixed with the warmth of her fingers as I could feel them revolve around my asshole. She did that for a short time and then one finger pushed it's way in. She went deep very quickly and it startled me. I let out a bit of wince. It didn't hurt much, but it felt odd as I suddenly felt her digit working it's way inside of my body. She was loosening me up, getting me ready for what was about to come.

For several minutes, as she stared into my eyes, her finger pushed in and out.

"You are my whore!" She spat out at me before literally spitting into my face.

She exited.

My legs were still up in the air. I was vulnerable. She moved up, grasping her temporary cock and put more lube on it. I was ready, and willing.

I could feel the tip of the cock begin to spread me open. Again, I winced. This time, there was some pain. I was being stretched, but I was fortunate that she decided in her kindness to go somewhat easy on me. She was going slow, allowing me to relax a bit as she gently entered me to spare me further pain. It was uncomfortable, but I was managing.

I was being filled up by this giant simulated cock as it got closer and closer to being in as far as she was going to go. Then, the thrusting began. At first, it was relatively mild, just a rocking back and forth. She continued to stare into my face. She still looked cold and stern, but there was a bit of a smile under there—a satisfaction to watch my face contort and my eyes glaze over as she fucked me. She enjoyed my discomfort and submission. She was kind enough to spare me from brutal pain, but she was happy to see me squirm.

I was opened up full and accepting each thrust as the pace quickened. She began to really pound into me, eagerly fucking me hard and heavy, continuing to stare into my face. Then came a blow. And then another. She slapped me with full force, then spit in my face again.

"Do you like this, bitch. Do you? Do you like being my little bitch?"

"Yes," I meekly squeaked out. She smiled.

She just kept going and going, slamming into me, smacking my face, spitting and yelling at me. She was completely consumed by what she was doing, enjoying every slap, thrust and swear.

When she finally decided I had been fucked enough, she pulled out of me. Her heart was pounding, she was sweaty, and she was fired up. She ripped off the strap-on and grabbed her Hitachi. She turned it up full speed and pressed it against her pussy. The buzzing was met with moans and groans. She continue to scream at me.

"Fuck you, asshole. I don't need you. I'm going to fucking cum!"

She panted and groaned, riding her tool wildly, bucking with it, pleasuring herself vigorously, getting ever closer. And then, she exploded.

"Fuck! FUCK! Oh god, FUCK! Fuck you! Fuck!"

Her whole body convulsed, she flung her head back, and she shouted out. She was having one intense orgasm that made her whole body shudder and shake. It rocked the whole bed with energy.

She collapsed, laying next to me. Her hand grabbed the short leash and pulled.

"You aren't cumming tonight," she stated.