Our rape [F]antasy was [M]uch fun for both of us. [BDSM] | 2016

I waited just inside the door for her to come home. I had the buzz of liquor in my veins as my heart pumped it hard around my body. It was late, but I kept the lights out letting the street lamp filter in from outside. My broad shoulders were barely hidden beyond the edge of the door. It felt like an eternity of standing there in anticipation. Eventually the light flickered as a shadow walked by. The familiar rattle of keys in the door triggered a slight growth in my cock. I could feel it pressing against my zipper as the handle turned.

The door swung open. I was on her in an instant. I held Jamie tight against me with my leather belt tight around her neck. She smelled like lavender. Jamie was as tall as I was, and thin. Red hair outlined her face in the dim light that cast shadows on her fair skin. Her perky breasts pulsed with her speedy heartbeat as my eyes wandered down her cleavage. My dick was rock hard by now. It tingled with pleasure as her tight ass moved against it. “If you please me I’ll let you go.” My tone would have crushed mountains, but she did not respond. “Nod your head.” She did as told her to so I let the belt go. She gasped for air.

Jamie backed up against the closet. She was wearing a nice a blouse for work and pencil skirt with tall red heels. I stepped over to her, “Open your mouth.” She looked down, but did what I told her to do. I slid the leather of my belt onto her tongue. “Close it.” She was dutiful as I grasped the top of her blouse with both of my hands. I flexed my muscled arms easily ripping her blouse in two to reveal her plump breasts sitting in a lacy red bra. The belt dropped from her mouth as the blouse hung limply around her shoulders. I had to punish her. I caught the belt as it fell. I quickly doubled it over, and whipped it through the air. It smacked across her hip with a quick reddening. It was light, but she squealed anyway. “You’re going to be quiet.” I told her, and copied the mark onto her other hip. She barely made a noise. “Good. Now suck my dick.”

She knelt down awkwardly, legs constricted by her tight skirt. She raised her hands to my pants. I wanted it so badly, but waiting had its rewards. Every bump of the zipper was another moment of anticipation as she undid my fly. She reached in and pulled out my engorged cock. Her wrists were no thicker than my girth as she wrapped her hands around it. I let her take her time moving her painted lips to the tip. I wanted to enjoy every moment. She timidly opened her mouth and I was inside. Her tongue traced lines along the bottom my shaft as her lips tightly moved up and down.

Jaime’s initial attempts at oral felt good, but it was not enough. She was only teasing. I wanted more. I took my free hand and ran it through her soft hair. She moaned a little bit. It seemed like she was enjoying it. Her moan went away quickly as I pressed her head into me hard. My dick slammed to the back of her throat. With great pleasure it pressed up against the resistance found there. She gagged and gasped for breath as I fucked her face. Her eyes watered, and saliva dribbled out onto my balls. I could feel I was about to come, but that could wait.

I pulled my cock from Jaime’s throat. She breathed in a deep sigh of relief as I told her in a sympathetic tone, “You’re so beautiful.” Her relief was not long lived. Knees clattered on hardwood as dragged her by her locks down the hallway. She scrambled, but could not keep up. Pain was released from her mouth in high pitched tones. I placed her in front of a full length mirror near the kitchen. “See how beautiful you are?” I ripped off the last vestiges of her shirt, and smacked her across the back. “Look at yourself. “ She looked up into the mirror from all fours. Her makeup was running, and pale skin was blotchy from efforts. She was my sexy dog in heat.

As Jaime stared into her own green eyes walked into the kitchen. I grabbed the biggest knife available, and returned to her. Her pupils dilated when she saw it. I informed her, “Nothing to fear,” with a voice that said she had everything to fear. I lifted up the back of her skirt, slid the tip of the knife underneath, and cut off the garment in one smooth motion. The polka dot thong she was wearing did not match her bra. “I’m so disappointed in you.” I let loose the belt across her bare ass. Leather on skin could be heard rooms away, but there was barely a sound from Jaime. She was learning.

The knife easily removed the panties. I picked them up off the floor, and found them wet. Drenched. She was enjoying this. “Open your mouth.” This time it was not the belt I placed there, but her own soiled underwear. She should taste her own pleasure. I ran my strong hand down the inside of her cheek to her labia. The moistness of the folds was a pleasure to my fingertips. I found her clit with my index, and gently traced circles around it. Jaime released aborted sounds of pleasure as she feared dropping the panties from her mouth. My finger found its way just to the edge of her vagina. I slid just the tip in, not even passing the whole fingernail. I held it there for a moment, and she moaned. I pulled out my finger, and tapped her pussy with my belt. It was sharper and shorter, but she still groaned in pleasure.

It was time. My thick cock still wet with Jaime’s saliva slid into her cunt easily. All it took was one move to the base, and I could see the shivers of ecstasy . She was tight around, and throbbing. She’d come just from my first movement. I smacked her ass with the belt, and she gripped tighter around me. It was my turn now. I laid the belt across her back to be a constant reminder of its presence. I leaned into her, and grabbed her wrists. “If anything touches the ground, you get the belt.” I pulled her wrists back hard so that her back arched and I could be straight up. I locked her eyes in the mirror as I used her to fuck me. I pushed forward, and pulled her back fiercely on my cock. I could feel her cum leaking out around my balls as they smacked into her pussy . She came again, and the panties fell from her mouth in her weakness.

I let go of Jaime’s arms, and she fell from my dick onto the ground with a thud. I grabbed for the belt, and gave her two hard lashes across the back before she could even recover. “I told you not to let anything touch the ground. Now give me your ass.” She looked in the mirror as if she didn’t believe me, but my glare let her know I was serious. Jaime arched her back with chest on the floor revealing her tight puckered asshole. “I said give it to me. NOT show it to me.” I was getting angry. She wasn’t learning as fast as I thought.

Jaime pushed herself back up onto all fours, and slid her ass back to the tip of my cock. I aimed the base of my cock against the tight hole, “Look at me.” We met in the mirror, and she pressed back. Her mouth was open in a soundless scream as the she opened up around my bulbous head. Slowly she slid back onto me. When she paused I commanded, “All the way.” She did what was told. Her ass was tight; tighter than she had ever been before. “Now please me.” She thrust her hips forward and back slowly picking up speed like a train leaving the station. I watched intently as I approached orgasm. Soon she pressed her hands against the wall. She flexed her biceps to get more of my cock. Suddenly, her ass was pulsing with orgasm, and her whole body shaking with it. She tightened around me, and I was done for. I came. I was the one to gasp this time as I filled her ass with cum. It was the best orgasm I’d ever had.

After we had both recovered from pleasure we fell to the floor. I wrapped my arms around her. A gently placed kiss on her shoulder ended the night.