He likes to hurt me

He likes to hurt me. I think he likes it as much as he likes to make me come. It's the whimper...the sexy little sound that escapes my lips as he forces himself on me. It always starts with the whimper...and ends with moans and screams. Pain as well as orgasms...they start and end the same...

I feel his cock stiffen with my touch. My hand wraps around his shaft as I guide him into my hot, waiting mouth. And I suck and tease and play until I feel the moisture sliding from my pussy. I can bring myself to orgasm without even a touch as long as his cock is in my mouth and I can feel his body responding.

"I think I could be inside you a little."

He says it so casually...as an afterthought almost... As he climbs on top, it doesn't take long for him to push deep inside of me. My body responds immediately as I grind into him, grasping for every inch. And I whimper...from the pleasure. He fucks me until I come then holds me as we lay quietly. I take him into my mouth again, loving the taste of the two of us combined.

But he isn't done with me yet.

"Lay on your stomach and spread your legs."

No lube, no preparation as he eases his cock into my ass. He takes his time at first, but I feel him harden as he strokes in and out of my tight hole. And I whimper...from the pain.

"Push back against me."

He wants me to help him hurt me...and I do as I'm told. I can feel my pussy stretched open with my legs spread wide while he's drving his hard cock into my ass over and over. The pain becomes pleasure and spreads from my core as my whimpers become screams...I come hard again.

"You know what you're supposed to do."

He pulls out of me, and we lay breathless. I need more of his closeness...more of him inside me...more of him.

He likes to hurt me, and I love him for it.

Pleasing Him

Pleasing him makes me happy.

I love the look in his eyes and the smile on his lips when I've gotten it right...how he holds me and reassures me when I've taken more than I thought I could...

"Good girl."

I live to hear it...love to hear it...need to hear it...

He gives me strength by making me weak and fills my needs by taking what he wants. I miss his touch when we're apart and need to feel his power over me when we're alone. Never could I have imagined submission would feel so right...

Fading

The bruises are fading. I always get sad at this stage...especially when I don't know for sure the next time I'll be alone with him. And, now, I'm dreaming up deviant fantasies for us...things I know he's going to enjoy...things I know he wants...

And I want to please him.

Ultimate Fantasy

We have unlimited time together with no set plans. I come into the room, and you lock the door behind me. Everything seems normal, but you have a new look in your eyes knowing that I am completely yours for longer than we've had before. Finally, we have a night with no limits...I'm yours to use and fuck and rape and mark however you see fit.

You put me on my knees, naked, at your feet...and make me wait. Anticipation is both scaring me and turning me on. I can tell you're planning your next move, and I want this as much as you do. You twist your left hand in my hair and pull my head back as you tell me that I belong to you and only you. I can see your hard cock straining against your zipper, and I lick my lips wanting to feel it slide between them. Without warning, you release my hair and slap my face with your right hand and tell me that I only get what you give me...and only when you want me to have it. Backing away, you tell me to get into Position 1. I know where I belong and head to the corner, feet shoulder width apart, arms on the walls. I hear you undress but don't dare turn around. You pick something up from the table nearby and I feel the air change as you approach me.

"Present your ass to me."

I present and hear the smack on my skin before I actually feel it. When you're done reddening my ass to your liking, you finger my pussy until I come between my tears. Whispering words of love, you take me in your arms and prepare me for what's next.

I'm laying on my back on the bed with you deep inside me, fucking me until I feel another orgasm building, my legs locked around yours. I come, and we rest. You slide your fingers down to my pussy and slowly work your hand into me while telling me what a whore I am...what a slut I am for taking so much, so deep. You know I love when you stretch my pussy then fuck me gently afterwards, and you push me past my limits once again.

The rest of our time you continue to surprise me with tests of my boundaries and all of the things you've imagined for me. I love the feel of your hands on my neck, your mouth over mine taking my breath, your cock buried deep in my mouth, pussy, and ass...

When we are done, I have marks across my ass, your handprints bruised into my breasts, bite marks all over my body, and your come dripping from my pussy. I have been stretched and used and raped and loved by you...and it's everything I want and need.

And I crave it over and over...

Yesterday and Today

Yesterday...he bit, twisted, squeezed, and sucked...bringing wave after wave of orgasm

Today...my nipples are raw, breasts bruised, pussy aching...remembering his need

Yesterday...he made love to me...he fucked me...he pushed me past my limits

Today...I ache for him...I enjoy the pain...I crave his loving instruction

Yesterday...I hurt

Today...I am healed

Lunch

An unplanned visit at lunch made my day amazing...kissing, touching, sucking...and his fingers on my clit, in my pussy, makin me come again and again. I love his hands, his fingers, his creativity. I love the rush of limited time, the risk of getting caught, and the chance to see him and spend some quality time together.

But, I had to get back to work after the first few orgasms. He had other plans...
"You don't get to choose."
So, I didn't...and I came again.
Put myself together. Get ready to go.
Kiss, touch, breathe.
"30 more seconds."
My pants were off again, fingers wet and deep, finding my clit, bringing me to orgasm a fourth and fifth time.

I tremble, scream, whimper, come.