He slips on a condom and flips me on my back flexing my legs wide in the air to receive him. He stretches me open. My sexy heels shake when he takes me.
Looking into his eyes, he knows I’ll do just about anything he asks. It’s the words that make it real.
He started off fucking me like a freight train. Its beginning to make sense now. His power, his big dick and dominant ways combined are not for the faint of heart.
He chuckles, low and menacingly while he’s fucking me.
“My bitch will do anything for her Daddy. Do you even know what that means beautiful?” He taunts, fucking me intensely.
“Daddy, please let me be your love slut.” I begged raggedly, emotionally charged, trying to read his cold stare.
“I want more than that Saeda. I want all of you.”
He stops to a slow grind as wet pussy receives him to squishy sounds when he pulls out.
“Prove it, baby. I want all of you.” He says again, staring into my soul in the quiet between us.
In our unspoken conversation, my visceral response knows exactly what he wants. Proving that I would do anything and the true actions of a slut in love was to turn over and present my ass, spreading my cheeks wide open.
I’m in my head, secure in my feeling. Everything feels right about giving myself to him completely. I’m reminded of the savagery of his potential when he crouches close on my back, nips my earlobe, securing me in a neck hold as his wet erection slides between my cheeks.
I try to relax when he pushes into my ass the searing pain makes me cry out as he slides deeper into my dark side. Its a nasty fuck, but we both have to have it for completely different reasons.
“I want all of you. I want all of you bitch.” He pumps, taking me deeper into the chasm of intense feelings for him.
“Daddy, I’m yours. I’m yours Daddy, I relent to the painful thrust.
My senses are on overdrive, buzzing with tension when I feel him close to coming.
I can’t believe how wet my pussy is from this sweet provocative mix of pain, pleasure and pure dominance that he provides behind closed doors.
“Urgggh.” He grits deep inside of me to his imminent release.
“Damn baby, you are the best.” He whispers in my ear, locked in his embrace to his deflating cock. Our sweaty bodies and filth confirm that there is something undeniable between us…
After our shower, we were both comfortable but in our thoughts about what the future holds. I don’t know what came over me knowing that we already had quite an eventful night. As he lay in bed waiting for me, I had one more request from my handsome lover.
I kneeled close to his side of the bed as he leaned to kiss me and stroke my hair.
“Daddy? Can you please give me some leather?”
I pull out his belt into view and sniff on it, giving it one lick to entice him. He sits up, intrigued, contemplating what he’ll do.
“Here I was thinking my bad little kitten’s ass was already sore, but apparently not sore enough. Present on this side of the bed, bend and spread wide.” Not missing an opportunity to bring a little pain and joy to his willing bitch.
I bend on his side and spread when he gets out of bed, turning off the lights and opening the curtains with only the light of the skyline illuminating the room. He’s ninja like when the first swat hits my ass.
“Daddy, oww.” The fourth and fifth strike make my legs buckle with the intensity of real pain. He’s in his element and in awe of me, dropping the belt and taking me into his arms for a tender kiss.
“Brian. I meant everything I said tonight.”
“Only time will tell beautiful.” He says. The silhouette of his features still stunning in the darkness. His kiss is everything to me…
Brian’s work is demanding. Being with a man like him has changed my life. In the last six months, we have come a long way to define our relationship.
Being the girlfriend of a rising star in business is not as glamourous as people may think. Yes, we are in and out of luxury hotels and resorts. Invitations to galas and yacht parties. These are the perks. There are so many more long days and lonely nights for weeks on end sometimes, alone in his home waiting on his call. Hoping to see him.
There are the bold women who openly flirt with Brian when we’re out, with me thinking they wouldn’t be able to withstand one night when he’s in full flown Dom mode. It’s laughable to me. He knows this too.
For all the shopping and beautiful trinkets, I live for the promise to be fucked and kissed by him and his belt in every possible way. As crazy as it may sound, I began to crave his belt and his skilled, undiluted brutality, measured in such a way, breaking every limit and taboo I thought I had to the point my whole life.
I’m in the best shape of my life with an owned pussy by my beautiful black man who I would do anything for. My training with him brought me to some exotic circles of interesting people, and at the end of the day, a simple strip of fine Italian leather made him my king.
The End
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