Savage (continuation of 'Eats')
*Go back and read 'Eats' first
Never ever would I have thought I’d like pain. Then I started getting tattoos and pierced my nipples and I bragged about my pain tolerance. But that was all it was, a tolerance. I’ve watched all types of porn (strictly for journalistic research) and the BDSM genre was always intriguing but not what got me excited. I could never quite understand the S/M part like why anyone would let another person hit them or inflict pain for fun! That was until that waiter took me to his apartment that night. Yes we talked about sex while we had drinks but never delved into each other’s kinks but I found out my waiter was into a couple of letters of BDSM and apparently he wasn’t the only one!
Ok ok I’m getting ahead of my self... this is the continuation of my last piece “Eats.”
On the cab ride over we could not stay off of each other. He ended each kiss with hard bites that turned me on so much I had to run to the other side of the back seat. But then his hands met my ass with a few smacks and again he turned me on, I giggled. I had to beg him to stop, pleaded for us to just wait until we got to his place; he agreed but gave me a look that instantly made my nipples hard. Who knows how long that 14 minutes 37 second cab ride was but we finally arrived! Mentally noted that he had a modest apartment, clean and shoes must be removed. We kissed some more as he led me to his bedroom and I excused my self to the restroom to freshen up. It was there I decided I was not going to fuck this guy; no I didn’t find anything crazy in his bathroom just had one of those deep looks in the mirror and said nah. So with my head held high I went out and back into his bedroom (he was magically down to his briefs) he pulls me in and kisses me, deep; why are his kisses so intoxicating? Somehow I’m out of my shirt and he’s unzipping my jeans, I stand up to pull them down and I pause to say that I decided I wouldn’t be fucking him tonight. Smirking he looks up at me and says “ok, that’s perfectly fine” and I leap in for another kiss, I get wet in record time. Left only in my thong he asks to see my ass and forces me on my tummy. I loved his control while his hands explored my ass, but I felt sort of like a show dog! He was gripping up each cheek and jiggling them as if he’s testing my pedigree and build. I look back to see if he was satisfied and as he looks at me he gave my right cheek a swift smack. I gasped and let out a moan that clearly excited the both of us. He smacks it again with more force, I let out a louder moan this time into the pillow. He says “I like your ass babe” I laugh and say “thanks” still feeling the warm tingle from that last smack. As the ass abuse or perhaps worshipping continued my waiter got more excited, by this point he had mounted me from behind and I could feel his dick getting hard between my thighs right under my cheeks. Next he hops down to the edge of the bed and grabbing me by the back of my head puts his hard dick in my mouth. l can tell he’s looking to reach my throat ASAP. I took him all in, after all this is what I wanted, to literally eat him up so I better devour this beautiful penis. I’m not just saying that either, he literally has one of those perfect porno dicks that is shaped perfectly in length and girth. Mmmm. I let him sit in my throat until I could no longer. As I retracted he grab a fist full of my hair so I couldn’t move and cums in my mouth... it was delicious. After the clean up we lay down and chat for a bit and we start caressing each other and kissing, he’s focused on my ass...again. He ends one of these kisses with a hard bite that makes me scream and he whispers in my ear “I’m going to whip you.”
😳 (my exact face upon hearing this)
I took a cartoon style heavy gulp and gave him an unsure, but smiling “ok.” My thoughts at this very time were simple, I’m either going to enjoy the shit out of this or I’m going to die tonight. Either way my roommate knows where I’m at (I share my location with her anytime I’m heading out with a guy). So he goes into his closet and brings out something in a long black silk bag and out comes a beautiful leather riding crop. I begin to get excited because one of my favorite erotica novels is the Story of O where a woman named O is trained by her lover with many S+M tools such as a riding crop. Anyway he tells me to come near him and lays me on my tummy again and begins to grab my ass, and kiss each cheek, that alone starts to make me moan. Then he glides the leather tip of the riding crop down my back and around my ass, I get goosebumps! I couldn’t anticipate when he was going to actually whip... *smack* he whips me, HARD, I let out a combination of a yell, moan and “iye”. He goes again hitting the same spot, the middle of my right cheek, with precision. His swift whips continue, he would even begins to lick the spot on my ass before he hit it again. As I’m gripping the sheets, I moan loudly and I realized how much I enjoyed the acute stinging pain of the whip. I was so turned on I found my self propping my ass up waiting for the next one! He realized and said “you like this don’t you?” I turn to look at him with with a sort of devilish eye and say nothing, he loves it. He smiled saying “you’re naughty!” His fingers go and discover how excited I actually was, my thong was soaked and it was on my thighs at this point so he takes it off and starts the slowly glide his finger inside of me. I was on the edge and I go looking for his perfect penis... he’s so hard all I want is to feel it inside of me. But I already decided I wouldn’t do it, and he knew this, so he bring his dick up to my mouth and I lay in my back and he fucks my mouth with slowly watching every inch disappear. He is now on the edge but he stops and sits back and starts to kiss me. I am so turned on I wrap my legs around him and he get up looks at me saying “you want to fuck me don’t you?” I smirk, blushing from embarrassment, because YES it’s true! I say “I do” and he leans in and says “but I thought you weren’t going to fuck me” as he spreads my legs open. During this whole dialogue our eyes were glued to each others, I said “well now I do.” And with that said he grabs my wrists and holds them above my head with one hand while the other guides his warm, throbbing dick inside of me. I can’t believe I almost missed out on the chance to feel this, it was pure ecstasy, I was so wet, he fit perfectly, filling me up just right. I came in record time with his powerful and steady strokes so did he. The night did not end there but I’d rather not bore you with the rest. We go for 2 more powerful rounds. He then intentionally smacks my ass several more times in the now red and raised whipped spot. He calls me an Uber home and I relive the whole night on my ride home. The next morning I was excited to see the marks that were left, I sent him a picture of the damage that was done. He asked me if I’m still in pain, I wasn’t so I was honest and verbatim his response was “next time I will do better.”
It’s been a couple months of fucking this guy now and I end up learning a new way that pain is pleasure. It’s safe to say I am the M in BDSM — masochist.