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6/4/2023 12:42 pm

you never forget your first Dom

i had become very comfortable with the idea of submitting to be used by my Master in real life, which is good because He had forbid me to cum for over three months now and i was so horny i probably would have done just about anything He asked, comfortable or not.

the enforced celibacy was excruciating for the first couple weeks. and then i had a case of blue balls that was even worse for about two days. when that finally broke, a peaceful wave of contentment and total lust washed over me and just stayed with me 24/7. i was one hundred percent horny all day every day, but it wasn't frantic or desperate like it had been in the past. my body was simply ready to be fucked anywhere anytime, it was just waiting for someone to ask.

my mind was seeing sex everywhere. every single man i passed on the street i was checking out his package and estimating the size and shape of his Cock, then trying to imagine what he would have to do to get me to suck it. in most cases the answer was either Invite me back to his place later or Pull me into this alley right now. i was able to go to work and go about my day normally, but i now knew exactly how big my bosses dick was and where in the office he could take me that would make the least noise.

and i had completely lost interest in women. if i was out on halloween and saw a girl in a slutty catwoman costume walking next to a chubby batman, i would completely ignore the girl and stare at batmans nipples and wonder if they were real.

i was perfectly primed to submit sexually to a Man who knew what he wanted and my Master seemed like just the Dom.

but i was also aware that i was still barely more than a virgin, and going from a fumbling first timer to a hardcore submissive bottom slut was kind of a big step and i knew there were risks. but i had been chatting with my Master almost every day now and starting to get to know his likes and dislikes and starting to feel safer with him. He was into a lot of very Dominant sex play, but nothing that would have been a complete deal breaker for me. He was basically a straight Man who liked rough sex but preferred to have sex with sissy bitches because real women get mad when you use them too hard or hurt their feelings. basically, He didn't like drama.

i was also relieved that He believed in safe sex and was very careful about choosing bitches who were virgins and always used condoms for his first time with a new sub. this gave me a lot less to worry about and a lot less questions about when was the last time you were tested? and what kind of stds have you had? that could come later

my Master traveled a lot because his work took him all over the world, so any given bitch only got to see him once or twice a year, but He told me that, for his subs, it was like Christmas day whenever He came to town.

i knew exactly how they felt because it was shortly after christmas break and i was driving home from out of state when i got a message from my Master that he had a layover in my city in 2 days and he wanted to make me his hotel bitch. its a good thing i always pull over to read my texts because i probably would have ended up in a ditch if i had been driving when i read that.

i was still 3 days from home but i thought i could make it if i drank a lot of coffee and drove straight through. i immediately hit the road, and the whole way home i was high on caffeein and terrified of getting pulled over for speeding and horny AF. so i almost made it in time

it was friday night about an hour before He had told me to meet him when i pulled into my driveway and i ran inside and immediately pinged him to let him know that i was on my way to the hotel, but i might be running a little late. i still needed to take a shower because i'd been in a car for two days and i needed to douche out and make myself hairless and put on my contacts and

He cut me off. "Don't bother." He told me to calm down, go to bed, get some sleep, and be at his hotel first thing in the morning. He had 3 or 4 hours to kill and He could use me in the morning before his flight.

i didn't go to sleep though. i got my big bottle of nair and burned off all my body hair. then i got the hot water bottle and douched out my hairless hole. then i laid out the clothes i was going to wear tomorrow and i went to bed exhausted.

the next morning i got up and showered and douched out again. i wanted to make sure i had a nice clean hole for Him to use. then, nervous as a butterfly, i drove down to his hotel and went up to the room number he had given me. when i knocked, He opened the door and said "Come in" and then "Strip".

as soon as i unbuttoned my shirt, He grabbed both of my nipples and started pinching them hard, back and forth as fast as he could. i immediately became short of breath and became a little light headed.

my nipples are kind of my kryptonite. as a no-recip bottom there is not a lot of physical pleasure in love making. your penis is no longer useful for anything but to get in the way. your balls are never touched or used in a gentle way. and while anal sex can have its pleasures, most of the time it is rough and uncomfortable and sometimes painful. but playing with my nipples always feels good so it's the one source of physical pleasure that is still part of my sex life. also my nipples get super hard when i'm turned on so it's a dead give away that a Man is making me horny. so when my Master just started tweaking them right away as hard as he could, my heart started to race and i could feel myself getting light headed and my breath turned into sharp panting.

i managed to get my shirt the rest of the way off and unzipped my pants. but the minute they dropped around my ankles, He stopped what he was doing and just stared.

i had remembered that my Dom liked his subs to wear lingerie, but i hadn't mentioned before that i had gone shopping for just such an occasion. so my Master was pleasantly surprised to discover that under my man pants i was wearing sexy black stockings and garters and a thong.

He spun me around, obviously delighted. then He whispered "good girl" and went right back to pinching and tweaking my nipples. i was very proud of myself and very turned on as i kicked off my shoes and got my pants the rest of the way off

then while He undressed, i tried to pile my clothes next to the door in case i needed to make a quick getaway. i guess i wouldn't be the timid slut that i am if i didn't already have an escape plan.

He told me to get on the bed on all fours, which i did. and i watched Him go to the dresser in front of me and rummage around in his shaving kit. then he walked around the bed to my back side and seemed to be tinkering with something. He pulled the string of my thong to the side and then i felt his finger massaging something cool and wet into my clean shaven hole. it was surprising, but kind of nice.

He told me "You're better looking that i thought you'd be" as he lubricated my hole. i wasn't sure how to take that as a compliment. ordinarily it probably would have made me feel pretty and special. but bent over like a with a finger up my ass prepping me for penetration, i didn't feel particularly pretty or special.

and then i felt a sudden pressure as He started to press something against my<b> wetness. </font></b>something too big to go in. i started to feel a familiar panic as the pressure increased and then i let out a startled YELP when it suddenly popped into me! i realized instantly that he had just installed a butt plug. "To loosen you up" He said as he circled back around to the head of the bed and sat down facing me with his legs spread wide for me to suck his Cock!

i was still panting for breath as i knelt there on all fours staring at his 7 inches and feeling the invading butt plug lodged inside of me, and i realized that i was trapped. there was no way i was going to be able to get up and run out of the room with a butt plug in my ass. for one thing, that would be stealing. and i didn't even know what it looked like or how long it would take me to get it out on my own. would i need to use both hands?

i felt a heart sinking sense of vulnerability as i realized that, contrary to my escape plan, i was going to be here exactly as long as He decided to keep me here. because as long as that plug was inside of me, He could use me as hard as he wants, in any way that He wants and i wouldn't say no, because i needed him to like me enough to take it back out of me when He was done using me.

i knew that the only way i could possibly speed things up at all was to make him cum as quickly as i could, so i crawled across the bed to his crotch feeling as sexually powerless as i had ever felt in my life. but much like my first time in an underwear bar, i also felt amazingly uninhibited. the control freak side of me that was always on its guard to make sure i wasn't going too far or too fast was out the window now, because it was no longer up to me. i was His slut now and what kind of slut i was about to become was entirely up to Him.

i pressed my face into his crotch and smelled the musky aroma of his manhood. it was a scent that had always disgusted me before, but now it was the smell of my submission and it would linger in my throat for days after this. i licked and sucked each of his balls into my mouth just like i remembered enjoying when i used to be a man. i tried to stroke his member at the same time, but my Master snapped "No hands." this was going to be harder than i thought.

so i raised myself up on my elbows so my mouth could reach his Cock. i wetted his whole shaft with my tongue and then i suckled his circumcised cock head and finally took the whole thing into my mouth. i bobbed up and down on his Cock, gagging on it every time as it banged against the back of my throat. i slowed down and tried to deep throat it too, but i didn't really know how and each attempt left me choking and my eyes watering. eventually i whispered, "i'm sorry" and went back to trying to suck him off normally. i wished i could use my hands to do a better job, but apparently making a girl give you a hands free blow job is a thing and that's what my Master wanted.

apparently it did the trick though because eventually He told me to get up and bend over the chair next to the bed with one foot on the seat and one foot on the floor. i obediently got up and got into position with my legs spread wide to give full access to my cunt. He reachd in behind me and i felt an intense pressure as He started to pull the butt plug out. i YELPED a second time as it popped out of me, then He went to his shaving kit to rummage for more lube.

i was relieved to have the thing out of me, but it had done it's job. in my mind i had accepted that i could never leave without His permission and that had become permanent. the thought of leaving never even crossed my mind after that. and the idea of Him using me too hard was no longer something i feared, but something i had accepted as inevitable. just like that, He had broken me.

my Master instructed me to reach back with both hands and spread my cheeks, as He wedged himself between my thighs and slowly penetrated me with his Cock for the first time. i felt Him slide all the way in to the hilt and then pull all the way back out again, slowly long dicking me so i would feel is entire length. i knew in an instant this was going to be a real fucking. not like the clumsy drunkenness of my first experience.

i was trying to slow my breathing which was still a rapid panting and focus on stayng relaxed while his Cock moved in and out of my pussy more firmly, picking up speed. but then it occurred to me that, while i was bent over with my cheeks spread and my face in the chair, i had not heard the familiar sound of a condom being unwrapped or put on.

i tried to focus on the texture of the Cock grinding in and out of me faster now, and wondered if i would even know the difference between a cloaked or an uncloaked penis. i started to worry, but i didn't know what to do. He continued to pick up speed, until i heard the vulgar slap slap slap of his balls against my ass as he was full speed on me now, and i knew He would cum soon if i didn't say something, so i just whispered "are you wearing a condom?" He whispered back "it's okay I trust you" as he continued to fuck me like a race .

that was really not the answer i was looking for, and i whimpered "You said we were going to have safe sex." that stopped him and i could tell i had offended him as He stopped moving at all, but still had his Cock balls deep in my pussy, keeping me impaled there, almost as if to remind me of my position. finally He said "Look, i just want to get a feel for your body for a little bit first, then we can put on the condom."

for some reason that made sense to me. it's not like i really had a lot of choice. it was a little late to drop everything and have a lengthy debate about safe sexual practices, and i didn't want to spoil the mood. so i nodded yes and He started to slowly thrust into me again, erotically grinding his hips a little more to make me feel every inch of him. i tried to focus on my breathing again, which was still a frantic panting, and relaxing my pussy for Him. but as soon as he felt me ease up a little, He took that as his clue to grab me by the hips and started hard fucking me again, angrily pounding into me.

this guy wasn't trying to "get a feel" for me, he was obviously trying to cum! i twisted away from him and squirmed myself free. He glared at me disappointed and i just stared at the floor unable to meet his gaze.

it was an awkward moment for me, because its not that i had an objection to him fucking me, but he had specifically said that he never had unprotected sex on the first date and it was a big part of why i had been comfortable giving myself to Him, but now i had so many questions that there wasn't time to answer.

irritated, He crossed over to the bed again and flopped down with his legs spread and sarcastically said, "Oh but you'll suck my cock?" i didn't know how to respond to that, but my submissive brain said a Man is offering you his Cock, you have to suck it. so i got on the bed between his legs and obediently began sucking again. i don't know what i was thinking. that if i gave him a blow job he would forgive me for not letting him go all the way? it doesn't make any sense, but at the time i think it was the only thing i could do that didn't require me to speak. so as He let me worship him with my mouth, He did all the talking. and he said all the things guys say when they're trying to get what they want. "it doesn't feel as good with a condom", "I thought you'd like it", "you don't want to leave me unsatisfied, do you?"

eventually my Master figured out that i wasn't going anywhere and he proposed a compromise. He would use a condom if i would let him fuck me without one just for a minute, just to get me warmed up. again, i don't know why that sounded reasonable but i nodded and He had me lay on my back so we could do it missionary position. then He climbed on top of me and slid his legs between mine, spreading me open with his strong thighs. with Him towering over me, looking down into my eyes. i felt like a school girl losing her virginity on prom night. he lifted one of my legs up by my ear to give him access to my pussy. and then he lifted the other leg up by my ear, tilting my pussy straight up at his hungry Cock. He leaned forward, putting the whole weight of this body on me, squashing my legs into my chest and making it impossible breathe. my illusions of prom night disappeared, because i could barely breathe, as He lined up his Cock with my helpless hole and plunged into me.

and this time He did not take it slow at all. He just started pile driving into me right away. i couldn't believe i'd fallen for this AGAIN. i tried to squirm away, but my arms were pinned under my legs, my legs were pinned under his body and the full momentum of his pounding was crushing me straight down into the bed with every thrust of his Cock into my already warmed up pussy. i was completely pinned under him and could barely breathe. all i could do was beg Him over and over "please… please… please…"

i didn't know what else to say. my submissive brain had already decided that He had every right to treat me this way. He had got me here by promising to use me. and i had promised that He could. i guess my objection was only that, in my naïve virgin head i somehow thought that it would be more romantic. but it was not. this was ugly fucking. and it made me feel like garbage.

"please… please… please" i whimpered as i squirmed underneath him. i managed to roll him off me and scrambled off the bed, gasping for breath. He was obviously irritated as He glared over at me. but i was staring horrified at a spot of brown on the bed sheet that had obviously dripped out of me in the struggle. "oh no oh no oh no oh no"

my Master suddenly became super sweet and attentive. "It's okay. Calm down. It's no big deal. Happens all the time. It comes right out." i just stood there staring helpless as He went into the bathroom and grabbed a wet washcloth. i had tried so hard to have a clean hole for him, but i had failed him again. He came back with the wet cloth and rubbed and scrubbed until the stain disappeared. "See? It's all gone." i nodded, only slightly relieved, as i stood there paralyzed with shame.

my Master went back to his shaving kit, which was apparently his sexual tool kit and came back with an enema bulb and handed it to me. then He took me by the shoulders and walked me into the bathroom and told me "You better clean out. I'm not looking to drill for oil."

it was the most humiliating moment of my life as He stood in the doorway and watched me fill the bulb with water and douche myself out. i felt filthy. and i felt even more filthy when He told me "One more time" and watched me do it again.

in hindsight that was probably a mistake. at this point the only reason for my hole to be clean was if i expected him to use it again. and since He clearly intended to do exactly that, i was sending Him all the wrong signals.

when my hole was clean enough for his satisfaction, He went back into the bedroom and lay down on the bed. i timidly followed and sat on the bed next to him.

i told him why safe sex was important to me. i told him about my many years as an advocate and that i probably knew more about infection rates and health risks than most straight people bother to learn. i told him about my own brush with hiv and why it was one of my biggest fears

after i was done, he just stared at the ceiling and said nothing. but i knew it was over. i didn't know if he was still in the mood for sex, but i was completely done. talking about stds is not exactly a turn on. and on top of that, this man was a liar who had tried to trick me into sex and then coerce me into sex, and whatever attraction i had for him was completely gone. i should probably just go, but the only thing keeping me there was that i felt really bad about disappointing him.

i was ashamed for so many reasons that i couldn't even look him in the eye. so i laid my head on his chest, facing his penis, and just lay there staring at it. i put my hand on it, not to do anything, just to feel his warmth. there was a drop of precum on his tip and i swirled it around with my thumb. i wanted to taste it, but i thought that would be sending the wrong signals again.

we lay like that for a long time, saying nothing, just me with my head on his chest, listening to his breathing, gazing at his beautiful cock, idly massaging the semi-softness with its own precum.

eventually he pushed my hand away from his dick and gently rolled me onto my back, and started sucking my nipple. i let out an audible gasp and immediately started sharply panting again as he continue to lick and suck the only part of me that experiences sexual pleasure. He had found my weakness.

and He was good at it. He shifted around so He could lay his whole weight across my lower body, pinning me to the bed while his mouth got a better suction on my teat. i thought He might be trying to give me a hickey on my nipple as he began sucking hard and harder, putting all his efforts onto the left nipple, leaving the other one untouched. there's a special kind of torture in giving all of one's attention to one of "the girls" while leaving the other one starving for affection.

i lay there under Him, panting, and moaning out loud every time his teeth grazed my erect nipple, or gasping in pain every time his sharp teeth gave it a little bite, and wondering when He was going to even it out and do the other side. but He never did. but that was okay because i could probably never get tired of a Man teasing my nipples. and i was incredibly turned on in that moment.

He probably thought if He sucked my nipples long enough i might have a change of heart and consider letting him fuck me. but that ship had sailed. but i didn't mind letting him use my nipple for his pleasure and mine for as long as He wanted, even if it was starting to get a little rough and the bites were coming a bit more frequently. at first i thought they were accidental nips, but now i was starting to realize he was definitely doing it on purpose just to hear me squeak in pain.

after about ten minutes He took me across that threshold where the pleasure of having my nipple sucked was less than the pain of the hard sucking and biting and full on chewing my nipple like chewing gum, sending a sharp stabbing sensation into me almost once a second.

that's when i realized something horrifying about nipple torture. the pleasure that your nipple can give you is incredibly intense and a powerful aphrodisiac that makes you hopelessly horny, and attracted to the Man who is doing it to you. but eventually if He uses you too hard or too long, the pain becomes too much and cancels out any pleasure you might be feeling. but the horniness and the attraction gets cranked up to 11. the harder a Man uses you, the more desperately you want to bite your lip and submit to any cruel thing he wants to do to you.

the treatment of my nipple had become unbearable and i hated Him so much for turning the one sexual pleasure i had left into an excruciating punishment. but i was also so fucking horny and attracted to him that i could never tell him to stop. i thought about asking Him to switch to the other nipple, just for a little bit, just to give her a rest, but then i remembered the lesson his butt plug had locked into my submissive brain from the minute i came into this hotel room and obediently climbed on the bed.

i was here for my Master to use. as long as He wants, as hard as He wants, in anyway that He wants, in every way that He wants. nothing about this is up to me. i have no power. i have no choice. the ONLY thing i am allowed to do, is to try to please Him well enough that He will want to use me again.

i lay back and gasped and groaned and whimpered as He continued to gnaw at my nipple. for 45 minutes He used me like that until my entire chest was on fire with shooting pains from the inflamed nerves of my abused nipple. at one point i felt the unique metallic sensation of blood and i realized that He had broken the skin. but i just bit my lip and let out a grunt of pain. He must have tasted it in his mouth, but He didn't even slow down. if anything it just made Him suck me harder. i couldn't believe His stamina. Was he ever going to tire of this?

and then something horrible happened. as the pain in my tortured nipple became unbearably excruciating, i felt a stirring in my thong. i was starting to get an erection.

i was terrified. my Master had made it very clear that He had no interest in my cock. He didn't want to see my cock. He didn't want to know i had one. but He had taken me to such an extreme of arousal that i was about to have a full blown hard on. and since He was laying right on top of me, He was certain to feel it. i had to do something to make him stop or want to do something else, but i also knew now that i could not escape him or try to resist him in anyway.

so i did the only thing i could think of in the delirious heat of my lust and agony. i blurted out "please fuck me!" that definitely stopped him. He looked up from my nipple and said "Are you sure?" i nodded sheepishly and said "yes Master, please Master, please fuck me. please, i want you to fuck me." He nodded and then went right back to sucking my nipple!

i couldn't believe it! "please Master, please fuck me" i begged again. "please, i want You to fuck me, i need You to fuck me." but He just ignored me and continued to hungrily chew on my raw nipple, while i screamed and begged. for 20 minutes! "please Master my pussy is your property. please fuck my pussy. please i'll do anything. please make me your bitch, make me your slut. please Master please fuck me, please please fuck me so hard. i'm so so sorry, please, i need you so bad, i want you, i want your Cock, i need your Cock in me so bad, i need you to fuck me, please Master fuck me like a slut, fuck me like a , please Master make me your . make me your property. fuck me like your property. fuck me so bad, fuck my pussy so bad. please Master fuck me, please please please i beg you please fuck me."

after 20 minutes of screaming and begging He finally said "Okay" and got up off me. He said "On your knees, at the edge of the bed." He grabbed my ankles and positioned me at the very edge of it so i could barely keep my balance, and then he went in the bathroom. i heard him pouring himself a glass of water, and taking a pee, then he started to brush his teeth, while i teetered there at the edge of the bed, feeling like a complete slut.

it had taken Him a little while to figure me out, but He most certainly did. He had figured out how to control me and then He had used it to destroy me completely. i realized now that the reason He kept torturing my nipple after i had already given him what he wanted was because if He had simply fucked me right away, it would have been me giving him what *He* wanted. a gift. something he should be grateful for. if He had simply said ok and fucked me the first time i asked, i still might have changed my mind later and backed out. i still might have required that he wear a condom.

but by making me beg for it, loudly and repeatedly, for twenty minutes straight! He had made it clear to me and to Him, and to anyone walking by in the hallway, that He was giving me what *i* wanted. and that i wanted it bad. i wanted it *more* than he did. so He could take as long in the bathroom as he wanted, making me wait, with my expectant pussy hanging off the bed like a slut. because He was the one doing me a favor.

i couldn't help but be impressed with my Master's skill at Domination. i had been ready to walk out the door and never have sex with him again. and in barely an hour, he had completely turned me into a willing to be used in ways i never would have agreed to before.

i realized i was about to endure the most savage fucking i had ever seen or imagined, because my Master had no reason to hold back. i had begged Him to use me like property and He knew that nothing He did now would raise a peep of protest.

He came out of the bathroom finally with a raging hard on and walked over to the side of the bed. He grabbed my calves and pulled my knees farther apart and i sunk down into a deeper stance that placed my naked pussy right at the level of his crotch. He pressed his hand into the small of my back and i instantly lost my balance and flopped over with my face in the sheets, tilting my pussy hole up at his throbbing Cock. He pulled my legs even farther apart, as far as they could go, sinking me into an even deeper posture that was quite painful and hard to hold. i recognized again that sex is rarely about the comfort of the girl, but the pleasure of the boy. and He had me positioned exactly to allow his Cock the perfect angle of penetration, and himself the perfect posture to effortlessly thrust himself in and out of me without tiring himself too quickly. this was going to be a long sesson. He rubbed his Cockhead against my backside until he found my pussy hole, then he slid it in.

but something was wrong! this was not the first time his Cock had penetrated me today, but this time it hurt! and i felt a searing pain as He slid it deeper inside of me. i knew that after all we'd been through today, i couldn't back out again, but i had to grab a pillow to scream into as his Cock burned on its way into me and burned on the way out with ever stroke.

i didn't figure it out until much later, but when i douched out my hole earlier, it had washed away all the lube and my Master hadn't put any more in me or on his self, so i was being dry fucked with an unlubricated Cock for the first time.

He started to get into a rhythm and i was openly sobbing and groaning at the excruciating fiery fucking i was enduring, but i was determined to be a good girl and just take it. but when He kicked it into high gear i let out a scream and just started hyperventilating.

i prayed that He would cum soon because the searing sensation was rapidly becoming intolerable and i didn't know how long i could take it. but i knew that i had to take it, no matter what, to prove that i was worthy of being fucked just like this. and then it got worse. the painful ass ripping had become so bad that it triggered an instinctive response to run to the bathroom. you know that feeling when your body says You are going to vomit right now! or pee. or evacuate your bowels.

i tried to tell myself this was probably just a mirage that every bottom feels when they are being fucked for the first time and i would eventually learn to ignore it. but there was simply no ignoring this, as hard as i tried, and eventually something snapped and my survival instinct kicked in and overrode my need to obey my Master. i had to get to the bathroom NOW. i gasped "i can't!" and tried to get up.

but my Master just put his fist in the small of my back and shoved me back down on the bed. "i can't! i can't! i can't!" i panted over and over as my Dom grabbed me by the waist and started slamming himself home. He was building to a climax and i was screaming in the most excruciating pain.

and that's how i took my first load.

the pain diminished the instant my Master took his cock out of me. and i just say there exhausted. face down, ass in the air. feeling the cool air brush against my gaping hole.


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