“Get up,..” he said.. in his usual deep commanding voice. Or ‘big dick barritone’ as I like to call it. He grabbed me by the ankle, dragged me toward the edge of the bed. I was still fuzy, recovering from the orgasm a moment ago, or was it the standing doggy pounding earlier, I’m not sure but I was in disarray. it was 5:45pm, I caught a glance from his phone display while being dragged. I was still hazy and had the sheets to my neck. It was freezing in his room as usual. (Strange I only notice when I’ve just been fucked.., any way..), then next thing out of the blue, ..slap! Across the left side of my cheeks. He gave me the first of what i would come to know as dominance taps. They meant no harm, but hurt just enough for me to pay attention, and subconsciously replace ‘baby’ with ‘daddy’ whenever he fucked me .. “I said get up”‘ he repeated. He stretched his strong arms which I quickly latched on to. And up I was, as he just instructed, ..butt naked, ..sheets around my ankles, ‘very’ intimidated, and a little scared. With him you never know what he’ll do.
He senses my fear, ..he always does…and immediately placed his palm on my cheeks, immediately sending trust and relaxation signals throughout my body. ‘Go to the living room.. he said. Immediately I was on the move as I didn’t want another slap. I could feel wetness between my thighs as I walked across the room, nipples erect from him grabbing me and pulling me by my ankles (that always happened), then kept erect and throbbing by him touching my face a second ago. His sexual power is the most intense I’ve ever experienced.
Anyway there I was by the door, he was right behind me now, so I was nervously looking behind me, you’d never know what he’d do so I was always in a constant state of nervousness/arousal whenever I was in his presence. This felt intense, scary, but I always felt safe…somehow. Knowing him, he could literally walk me to the living room where I left my clothes earlier, ask me to put it on …and leave. And would be dead serious. And to not offend him, I’d obey. He scared me…
Across the hall, just at the edge of the living room, we walked past my black gown on the floor from earlier, then my black waist trainers, I let out a deep silent sigh of relief knowing he wasn’t going to tell me to dress and leave.. but that joy was short-lived the moment we were in the middle of the parlour.
His living room was, in fact, one of the most gorgeous I’ve ever been in, not because it was fancy, though it kinda was, it had a ‘spiritual’ feel to it because of the lighting and details. It was 90% black. Or dark grey I’m not sure.., but it never felt like a dark room. Just always felt like I was in some love scene in a high end music video. Very sexy. He had this huge custom made lamp. My favourite thing. Kinda like the ones that are in the corner on a table, but his was above 6ft high and very intense. Quite gorgeous. Then he had this HUGE plant in the corner. Almost like a tree. It fascinated the hell outta me. Everything was just beautiful. The space was a huge turn on, period. Maybe because it’s an architect’s home..right?
Well..there I was, in the middle of the room… trembling, even though it was significantly warmer here. I turned to face him, he was right behind me, his body glistening in the dim light, his sculpted chest and shoulders, his eyes narrowed, intimidating me, making me avert my eyes downward to his, huge long veiny cock…fuckin hard. God, it was a beautiful cock.. i swear,.. gorgeous. I wanted to touch it but was almost certain he’d smack my needy hands and punish me. ‘Go to the corner..’ he said, pointing to his sofa. It was an L-shaped sofa and was designed in a way that where the two 3-seaters met, there was a central large, triangular single seater, this was directly in the corner. It was big; such that if you sat on it and rested your back your feet would never touch the floor
I followed his finger, saw the corner, followed it back, looked up at him, and shakingly said ..’why?’ Slap!.. I saw this one coming, tried to block it but failed. He held me by the shoulders moved closer and said, in big dick barritone,” go… to… the corner” …to the corner I went. The moment my naked butt almost touched the sofa, he snapped.., did I tell you to sit?!.. while in motion, I switched to my knees, and knelt in front of it. He had a micro-smile at the sight of this because he was expecting to give the instruction but I was already in position. “Good girl”, he said… As he walked towards me. I was face down so his feet came in view, then he touched my chin and made me look up. Past his huge cock. He towered above me. Smiled at me. God he was sexy. …I was fucking wet. ‘Open’ he said, using his thumb on my lower lip… I immediately opened wide but was so freaking aroused I started sucking on his thumb…in a frenzy. Longing for his dick in my mouth.
Slap, he bent over and shook my shoulder, then my left titty, I gasped. He grabbed me, raised me then pushed me on the sofa. I was flat on my back… “Did I tell you to suck on it!”.. acting like a fucking whore..what’s wrong with you, huh!!?— he said…. the whole time he was smacking me, spanking me.. everywhere, my thighs, my shoulders, my ass, my cheeks, my face, my tits, my ass, all the while reprimanding me. These were dominance slaps and as ashamed as i was that i was being smacked like a schoolgirl, I was getting fucking aroused… I could feel it, When he hit my open cunt the wetness flowed… drenching me at various spots all over my body. I started begging. “Daddy please, daddy please, I’ll be a good bitch, I’ll be a good girl, …please” . the more he spanked, particularly my ass and face, the wetter and quieter I got. I stuggled…arms swinging all over the place, he’d grab my wrists, restrain me, at some point I gave in, saying “daddy” under my breath, dying of over excitement while the spanking continued and I drenched the sofa
I almost died of over excitment. I was kind of ashamed that this turned me on, and knew that if I orgasmed from this, which was a few slaps from happpening, I’d never be the same. And this man would practically own me, own my sexuality because no one, no one had ever made me feel this way, feel so fucking man-handled, molested, & dominated.
I was willingly receiving the smacks now, spread wide so some hit my inner thighs, close to my cunt, which was a dripping mess now but I couldn’t move, ‘I’ll be good daddy, ill be a good bitch” i kept saying in low tones under my breath. Almost there, I felt the cum, gently slipping down my spine with every slap, …and then… stop. He stopped, …why did he stop?. It took a second for my eyes to focus, it had been arousal shut for the last few minutes… then I saw him, still hard as fuck, looking like some demigod, he leaned in, grabbed my upper right arm with a strong grip, Lunged me forward towards him on my knees. The moment my knees touched the cold tiles his dick was at my face, his long shaft rubbing my cheek, I could literally feel the veins throb. I smelt him, smelt his cock. It was hypnotic, I made a mental note to ask what scent it was, it seemed like some strange blend of coffee, chocolate and cigarettes, it made him smell edible, like food, and was so freaking masculine.! So fucking manly. I must marry this man, or failing that, find out what this freaking scent is so my husband can wear it. Fuck!!. The moment my knees hit the floor and his cock touched my face, just like those automatic doors that swing open the second you’re approaching, my mouth flew wide open and in went his cock straight to the back of my throat. He still had at least 3 inches outside my mouth, so I jerk back and forth, hands behind my back just like he taught me earlier. He placed his left hand gently behind my head, then with his right hand places his index finger at the start if his shaft, just at his pubic hair where his long cock began. ‘put it all in your mouth. I want you to stop…here’.
His hand is still behind my head and my mouth fully occupied so I can’t look up, but can see the tip of his finger as he gives this completely insane instruction. Then he gently moves my head forward, shoving his beautiful fucking dick into my fucking brain. My top lip touches his finger lightly. “That’s my girl,” he says. I can’t believe I had this man’s dick, every inch, inside my mouth, I’m actually kinda proud of myself….’ Again’.he says. ..this time he keeps me there, his whole dick in my mouth. He removes his finger then his right hand joins his left hand behind my head. He interlocks both and starts to fuck my throat. It’s overwhelming so my hands leave my back and I place them at his hips. He’s turned on now and I know this because he allowed my hands leave my back, so I get turned on too, his smell and full girth of his dick in my mouth awaken my pleasure senses again and I’m willingly accepting every inch. After a few dozen deep thrusts, and choking sounds from me, he let’s a few inches out so he can fully enjoy my mouth, he’s going in out, in, out. Faster and faster. He gets harder and I start to feel the tip of his cock at the top of my throat, I want him to cum right in my mouth, right down my throat, at this point I feel so dominated, so much like a bitch, he could cum anywhere. I place my palms on the floor while still on my knees, so he can fuck my face to his satisfaction. I feel like a whore, but I don’t give a fuck. I’m so fucking aroused, and this man was turning a bitch ON with his sexual control and stamina.
Then he stops, his dick is still in my mouth as I open my eyes…, ever so gently he starts to retrieve his dick from my throat, as it leaves my mouth, it’s veiny, ROCK-hard, and drenched in spit. As the tip exits my mouth, a trail of saliva, kind of like a thick spider Web, goes from my bottom lip to the tip of his dick. Then it drips in between my tits straight to the floor.
Then in one quick movement, he lifts me up turns me around and pushes me on the sofa. He smacked the inside of my thighs left to right, urging me to spread them. ‘wider!’ he said, and I obeyed. He gets on his knees behind me, locks me in place, grabs my shoulders, then this bastard, …this motherfucker, .. this fucking sex gorilla, proceeds to give me big black long dddddiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiccccccccccccccccccccccccccccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. This nigga gave me the most intense doggy I have ever received, every thrust hit my g-spot, every freaking stroke, every single smack of his lower abs on my ass hit my spot. A series of strange things started to occur.
First, as he pounded my soul away, I didn’t want to pass out from over excitment so I tried to ‘run from the dick’, it was at that point that I realized why he chose ‘The Corner’. It was the right angle at the edge of the room so once he had me here, especially in doggy, there was no running, no escape, he had full control of everything that happened. The only way you ‘could’ move was TOWARDS him. It was the most dominant fuck I’d ever received, and my body was losing all control.
“pleaseeeee, daddy pleaseeeee” – I begged as he fucked me
Have you ever had an orgasm that was so intense, it kind of glued your eyes shut while it was happening. While this man fucked my soul out of my body, one of my eyes was glueing shut, it was so freaking weird, I thought I was having a stroke, my mouth was open in a silent scream because my body wasn’t sure what was happening. After what seemed like a hundred more strokes,… I felt it. …yeah I felt it cuming,.. my spine locked in place, the muscles in my hips and ass started to spasm. He felt it too…, he removes both hands from my shoulder, uses one to grab me by the braids, flips it so it’s wrapped around his hand then pulls my head back. Then uses his other hand to grab my left hip. Just when I thought he couldn’t be more in control he locks my head in place and starts to thrust deeper and faster, fucking the absolute fuckin’ shit outta me…
I’m squirting, squirming like a bitch now, no shame at all, I’m doing a twerk grinding motion so that my ass Crack is rubbing against his abs while he fucks me. My orgasm cums, straight from my brain to my pussy, he smacks my ass hard..
‘who’s your daddy!?’… you’re my daddy,.. I answer, loudly ‘ who’s bitch are you?.. He asks again, I’m your bitch!!. I responded, What?!.. “I’m your bitch!!!””, I scream louder, “I can’t hear you??!.”, he says.. I’m your bitch, I’m your bitch, I’m your fucking bitch, I’m your slut bitch,.. I’m your dirty bitch, I repeat this a million times while getting smacked and getting fucked, then finally,”..im your ffffffff..ucki..biiiiiiii”….., I let out the loudest most incoherent fucking scream, Giving finality to what was one of my most intense penetrative orgasms I’ve ever had in my life.
He’s still fucking, though he might as well be fucking a corpse as I was still cumming, still trembling, unable to feel anything but a pleasure high. Then I felt his dick slide out, giving me consciousness and letting me remember what planet I was in, and then he came.. splattered hot cum all over my ass and back,.. he groaned, and when I moved slightly, his hand touched my hip and he said ‘spread your ass, I’ve still got more’. I obeyed and while still on my knees backing him, I grabbed my butt cheeks and parted them for the rest of his load. It was even warmer now and landed right in the crack of my ass and dripped all the way to my cunt and then to the sofa.
Then he backed up. And I just died.. fucking died on that sofa.
He left me and walked away a moment ago, to sit on a separate chair. He watched me, ..watched me trembling, shaking off the aftershock, curling up into a cum drenched ball of sexual ecstasy. .. and then I actually hear him stand up, ..I don’t know how, But I felt him towering over me…, ‘come here’..He says. His instructions are still scary, but now turn me on, ..shamefully, …as I know what it leads to. I’m obedient and walk torwards him, fully acknowledging his dominance, and my place as his submissive…
My body and mind accept his authority. I stop directly in front of him. God he looks gorgeous. His dick is now a bit relaxed, but still thick and intimidating. Fucking beautiful. He reaches out, grabs my butt and pushes me towards him. I let out a gasp the moment my body touches his. It’s warm and I’m enveloped in that scent again.
He then moves his fingers to spread my cheeks, then he slowly but firmly inserts a finger right in my asshole. Its wet from all the sweat and juices earlier so it slides right in as he plugs me. Compared to what just happened to me this was actually soothing. I spread my legs apart to let him get in, my hands and face resting on his warm chest as he rims me. He’s going in and out, gently, I’m more and more open with every penetration. While he’s doing this, he places his other hand on my chin, lifts up my head so I’m looking up at him, My eyes are half open. “Say ‘thank you daddy’.. he says. I close my eyes in pleasure as the rimming hits pleasure nerves in my asshole, and I’m on my tippy toes,. It takes me a second, and then I reply ‘thank you Daddy’…, he gently takes his finger out. And i gasp for air. Using him for support as my legs fail me. ‘Now go to your room’, …he commands, and im terrified….
I’m walking towards the door. I open it, walk in..
‘stand by the bed”…. He bellowed.. men in my head I thought, if this nigga so much as touches me with a finger, I’m dead… immediately I’m on my knees, begging him, promising, saying “I’ll be a good girl, a good bitch, I’ll behave, I’ll do as you instruct, I’ll do anything you want daddy pleaseee”. I beg and beg, and he’s looking at me straight faced, eyes narrowed. Not saying a word. “‘Are you done?” He asks the moment I quiet down. I look up, at my master, my dominant, I’m scared but he has me under his control, under his spell. ‘Just kill me’ I say to my self, while I nod my head, Yes, in response to his question. ”Get up,stand by the bed”. He says
I stand up and walk very slowly to the edge of the bed, arms at my side, praying to God for strength. I feel him approach from behind, I feel his warmth, his breath at my ears…
“Now, …go to sleep” he says, ..as he pushed me on the bed.
The moment my body touched the bed.. it was till 11am the next day I regained consciousness.
The End