"Hurt me, please"

There is always sexual tension when we're together. Spoken and unspoken. The last day we spent together was supposed to be platonic...with a little flirtation, as usual. I don't know exactly when the atmosphere changed, but I know it culminated in my car, driving down the interstate at 70 mph! Conversation had turned to us and our adventures...things he wants me to do...my willing participation in his deviant designs...and I was getting so turned on. His presence alone gets me hot, but when he starts talking about sex, I'm constantly buzzing on the verge of an orgasm. God, he is so fucking sexy.

"If you had no one to answer to, I would mark you up daily."

I want that. He knows how badly I want to see HIS bruises and red marks across my pale skin...but it isn't that simple.

I'm driving...he's in the passenger seat caressing my exposed skin, occasionally squeezing my breasts from the outside of my shirt. First, he removes my right breast from its confines, then my left. I don't shield myself as cars and trucks pass us. He grins as he pulls at my pierced nipples.

"You want them to see, don't you?"

I bite my lip and nod. As much as I crave his exposure of me, I almost always revert to the shy girl knowing I shouldn't be so wanton and brazen. It just encourages him to push me further outside my comfort zone.

He's caressing and squeezing my exposed breasts while I focus on the road ahead. If I look at him, I'll be lost and completely out of control. He's giving each nipple extra attention that I feel all the way into my clit. It's then that I realize he's removed the barbells from my nipples and has put them away. Ummm...this is new. He does nothing without reason, and I am distracted with my wonderings. I don't question him though.

The first slap to my right breast doesn't hurt as much as it surprises me. Looking back, I think he was determining the best angle to achieve the desired effect. He found it.

Slap...slap...slap...light caressing...pinching and twisting my nipples painfully...

He's taken my breath. I audibly swallow, breathe deeply, focus on my task at hand...driving. Harder he slaps my right breast...harder he tortures my nipple, pulling it up, dragging it to him and away...then the light caresses...oh God the caresses... I tremble from the pain, but the caresses are sending constant lightning bolts through my nipple straight to my clit. I feel my pussy leaking and know that my pants are dampening by the minute...especially since I'm not wearing panties...

The drive isn't short. His assault on my breast continues as I approach an insanely strong orgasm. Slap...slap...slap...pinch & pull...caress. I'm dizzy with the pain and pleasure...my breathing is labored... In true 30 fashion, he sits there smiling, analyzing my response, enjoying hurting me & knowing it gets me off...

"You're tensing."

Yes. It hurts.

"Beg me to hurt you more."

Please.

"'Please' what?"

Please hurt me.

Slap...slap...slap...twist...pinch...caress...

"Again. I'm just waiting on you."

Hurt me, please.

Slap...slap...slap...caress...pull...squeeze...

I've pulled off now and he's gently rubbing my abused breast. The bruising is already showing, and he's marvelling at the heat radiating from my reddened flesh. But, he doesn't stop...in seconds he has me coming from nipple play alone...

We reach our destination with continued tit-slapping. His attacks are so random...sometimes hard slaps, sometimes he stops abruptly and lightly caresses...I'm sweating from the anticipation and excitement. Once inside, he pushes me against the wall using my breasts to guide me. His hands wrap tightly around my right breast and squeeze with all his strength. He alternates rubbing my raw nipple with his facial hair or sucking it gently into his mouth. I'm coming again as he drags me to his bed.

He talks to me while he fucks me.

"You're my slut. I own you."

Yes.

"You liked walking around with my come dripping from your pussy, didn't you? Only sluts and tramps like that. Tell me what you are."

I'm a slut...nothing but a tramp. I loved the feel of your come inside me.

"Do you remember your name?"

Slut.

"Good. Your pussy...your ass...your tits...your mouth...all mine, aren't they? To use as I please."

Yes. All yours.

"You will do everything I ask of you...no exceptions."

Yes. Everything. No exceptions.

He fucks me senseless before he comes in my mouth. I leave bruised and exhausted...counting the days until the next time he uses me.