K was an interesting personality and I couldn’t determine why he didn’t desire me after a few sessions to be his submissive. No amount of seduction seemed to work and I also was beginning to provide up. My sexual escapades took me to all kinds of locations, and all the while we wondered exactly what K's darkest dreams had been and if I would ever play a part. My high sex drive got me personally into all sorts of trouble, and I eventually provided up on him. He would ask me personally exactly how we was doing now and then, but absolutely nothing much more. At the time, I was fucking a woman regularly whom loved to take a huge strap on from an older, more dominant girl. She yearned for it. I was 24 and she was 20. She would describe by herself as bi-curious and I also believed honoured to be her first girl-on-girl experience. We came across online and I also had shown an interest in the woman right away. She wasn’t like many girls whom use those types of sites… She was funny and interesting and trendy and not the kind you would expect to be from another location kinky or filthy. She had lengthy dark hair and a great hourglass figure that stood at a 5ft4 frame. She had perfect small jugs and a phenomenal ass and olive epidermis. She almost seemed hispanic. I enjoyed hearing her tales, about how she worked in a chocolate shop, and just how her brain constantly wandered to sex when she heard the labels the chocolates had been offered; like “dominant black colored” or “the odor of leather”. we liked exactly how available she was about sex; we laughed at her stories and information technology cued me to enquire about her own dark fantasies. we believed an instant connection with F and knew I simply had to have her. She liked exactly how much attention we offered, and we arranged to fulfill in a hotel and to have an evening of BDSM sex. we made her cum all over my fingers, multiple times, and introduced her to my huge black colored strap on. Quickly after, she had been gagging for it on a regular foundation, wanting me to collar her, connect her up, fuck her and possess her with a strap on. Of program, I obliged all her requests and made her my little pet. She learnt to love having information technology in every hole. She had been a great slut for me: well trained and completely obedient. At the same time, K asked me how I had been and I also had been amazed by how a lot he loved hearing about my dominant side when I told him of my antics. He sounded so interested in my story… in exactly what we had done, how she had enjoyed it, and many importantly, the strap on itself. Information technology had been strange, I had constantly been the submissive until I had met this girl, and after that something inside me changed. I got down on telling him all of this, but I believed annoyed at K, for all the times he had screwed me over, messed me around, provided me false hope. He fucked my ass bareback as soon as. we can’t think I let him do me raw from at the rear of without a condom. we remember how dirty I thought when the cum trickled out of my tight hole, and just how it stung therefore badly for times after. we had been a filthy slut to even permit that. “Would you ever allow a girl do you up the ass?”, I boldly asked. The brand new, more confident me thought no hesitations. “No…” he stated, recoiling. I could tell he had been ashamed. “Well you did it to me personally! It’s only fair!” I responded, laughing. Pretty soon, the discussion escalated into a complete scale argument. I enjoyed it, seeking to persuade him that he owed me this, that he owed me just one time, to screw him and possess him and to “get even”. In some way, we knew there was a small component of his dirty brain which was inquisitive to experience FemDom, and I also worked hard to dig that out of him. I managed to persuade him that being rimmed doesn’t make a man a sub, that dominant men can enjoy that too. That having a love of anal doesn’t make somebody gay or weak or dirty. He consented that it will be good, to have a girl suck his cock, and then go further south, flicking her tongue around his asshole while his cock was tough and throbbing. It will be kinky. I then went further and said “well exactly what about a finger?”. He wasn’t therefore sure about this. I told him that once he had been fucked by a women’ tongue, that there wasn’t much difference. A finger isn’t that big, and men can get extra enjoyment from having their prostate massaged. That would feel great… being sucked down with a finger with a finger in the ass… Again, he was hesitant, but ultimately accepted that it might be hot on the odd occasion. The discussion continued until we had finally tried to persuade him getting a strap on wasn’t a great deal different to two hands. Well lubed, and stretched out, it would be workable. He appeared a little frightened of the idea therefore we carried on. “I’d cry like a child” he said. “I’d feel like a girl”. I told him that he should be ashamed of himself for the items he has done to women, and that I wanted to bang him face down, and make him take it, much like he made me take it. He didn’t like this. After a lot of dirty talk he eventually consented on one IOU to me. We would bang one last time and I would be in fee. I will surely have my wicked way with him just when. It was a promise, and one of the couple of he was to keep. There had been just one condition he desired. That I give him a possibility to redeem himself. If he sucks the strap on correctly, it won’t go into his ass, and I will settle with simply a finger. He has do to information technology properly though, or the deal doesn’t apply. So we arranged information technology one day. He would wait for me on his knees, in just his boxers, and I would arrive at his house prepared to go. He did as he had been told. I joined the space to discover him on his knees, mind straight down with his fingers behind his back, like a perfect submissive, like my perfect slut girl does so well. I knew I would have therefore much enjoyable with this particular. “You did what I told you” I said. we tied his fingers from behind, I knew he would struggle if I forced him to take that big cock of my own from behind. “Look at just how tough you are! Suck my cock”, we instructed, looking down on him and that big bulge in his boxers. we knew he hated hearing the term “cock” as opposed to "strap on". It made information technology feel like a genuine one. Information technology made him feel gay. I guided his mind towards it and told him to "suck it properly". He wasn’t bad, but we could inform he had never done that prior to and needed to learn to deep throat it. we desired him to choke and gag on information technology, therefore I grabbed his mind and forced him to take every inch to the back of his throat. His eyes watered as he obeyed my command. He struggled a little. “That’s not how you suck dick”, I said. I pulled straight down his boxers to expose his perfect difficult cock bobbing between his legs. I got on my knees and sucked him down perfectly, looking him in the eyes and gradually leading myself onto his shaft. He moaned a little. “That’s how you suck cock!”. we forced the huge black colored cock right back into his lips once much more and gave him another opportunity. “Spit on it”, I ordered, wanting to make certain it had been wonderful and wet. Information technology will be going in his ass after all. Not that he knew that! “Good boy”, I said, gently slapping his face and releasing my cock from his lips. “Today get and lie on the bed, face down”. He struggled to his feet and onto the bed. I could see he had been scared. He knew I was going to rim him and finger his ass, but from that position… I could do anything we wanted to him. He was my play thing. Tied up and vulnerable. There was no chance he could escape. He was today fully exposed. . “ Look at just how tight your asshole is!” "Mmmm”… I started to lick him like it was a girls’ pussy, taking my time for you to circle the region, to tease, to carefully flick my tongue around. He twitched a bit. I could see he had been relaxing so I thrust my tongue into his hole and explored his insides, using my time and gripping his ass cheeks. After a lot of teasing we inserted a finger. He was starting to panic at this point. I could feel his muscles tensing up around his finger. His face was down and he was beginning to make some noise. we believe he had been starting to beg a bit. we didn’t care. we fucked him slowly at very first, hooking my finger around to touch his prostate, achieving around to wank him off. “You love information technology. You want mummy to screw your ass”. we knew that it was ultimate humiliation for him – to be raped by a younger woman… to be fucked by a good friend of his. we stretched his ass out fully and offered him one difficult spank. There had been absolutely nothing he could do now. “I’m going to have therefore much enjoyable raping your ass”. I said, laughing. we pulled his head off the pillow and he began to say “no.. please… please don’t.” It had been pathetic. He was so weak and helpless. Crying like a baby. Ultimately we lubed up my big cock and told him exactly how ruined his tight opening would be. I could have been cruel but I made sure it had been extra slippery so it felt good. I’d train him to love cock. I whispered in his ear: “I bet it seems like a real one”… And I gradually entered him from behind. He squealed like a small piggie whenever I did that. “Just what a bitch!”. we started to bang him doggie style and forced his head right back onto the pillow. I could inform he had been dying to break free from the ropes and I had to hold onto his hips to make him take every inch. He was trying to wriggle away. He needed this. we laughed and nailed him fast and difficult. “Tell mummy how a great deal you love information technology…” I said. “No mummy, please stop!”, he cried. I fucked him even more difficult, beating him like a woman and calling him a small sub slut. He was therefore difficult too, and completely mind fucked, uncertain of whether he was gay or directly, sub or dom. Right now he was a cock hungry bitch. Completely pathetic. He adored every second, the dirty pervert fuck. I carried on fucking him deep and stretching off his hole. I knew he would end up cumming from this. we allowed him the small mercy of not having to face me at first, because I knew he will be so ashamed as he was dominated. “Would you like to cum for mummy?” I requested. “Yes.. please mummy… let me cum…” he said, as we pounded him harder and harder. I untied him and turned him around therefore he was dealing with me personally. we wanked off his cock and spread his legs at the same time so I was giving him a hand task and fucking him from the front, watching his face as we forced every inch in of him. His legs were shaking on my shoulders. He quickly came difficult, all over himself, with my big black colored cock deep inside his ass. He had been crying and covered in a huge load of hot sticky cum. What a mess! I figured it would take him a long time for you to recover from the humiliation… That he wouldn’t be able to look me in the eye for a long time. And this had been the start of the training. Eventually he would be begging for it, because e had been broken. He was no longer the D but the S. And while he had been face down, that could have been anyone inside him. Possibly one time it’ll be a real one and he will reach brand new levels of humiliation, or possibly not. I decided he needed room to think about what a dirty fucker he had been and simply left him covered in his own spunk. Shyness_isNice [comment]