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26 Sunday Apr 2015

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We hadn’t done much anal play for a while – long enough for me to tighten up back there quite a bit I guess! We started fucking Friday night, him spooning me and holding me tight, me gasping at just how deep he was going, and as I eased into it, and felt that rhythm get into me and lead me deeper mentally, into that submission where I know that he is in total control so I get to just relax … so then he reaches over to his bedside table and picks up the butt plug, pulls out of me and pushes the plug slowly and painfully into my ass, just that sensation of the first stretching in a while, and he pinned my wrists and held me close to stop me wriggling.

I assumed that this was a sign that the sex was finished and I would have to sleep with the plug in, so once it was in, I relaxed a bit, which was probably very lucky because I felt his cock pressing into my cunt again, and I started whimpering “no no no” and he told me quite calmly “yes slut, you’re going to take my cock as well” and he started fucking me and I really struggled with it, he had his hand over my mouth and I was still moaning and he whispered in my ear “this feels really good for me, and that’s why I’m doing it. Your job is to lie there and take it.”

And so I did, I felt myself relax instinctively, and my body sagged, and he rammed into me and I was so full, his fingers in my mouth holding it open, his cock in my cunt so deep my stomach muscles hurt, the plug reminding me I’m just a slut to be positioned where he wants me, and it was AMAZING. YUM YUM YUM YUM. I was getting high as a kite, just deliriously aching and loving knowing how he was treating me like a toy to abuse and use.

Then he pulled out, and pulled out the plug, and I was gasping as I do when I suddenly feel so empty … and he bent me over a bit differently, and I could feel the head of his cock pushing against my ass which still felt impossibly tight and small and I began struggling, back to saying “no no no” and he pushed me over onto my stomach, “face down” so I pressed my face into my pillow, he held me there, “spread your legs” and I did, and then he pushed in, “give up slut, this is happening”, and again I just collapsed and he pushed right in, and I tried to keep my ass relaxed, and then he started fucking me, and I felt so small, so helpless, so much used and taken advantage of, just a collection of holes …

Just to be clear, this was beautiful. It makes me so relieved every time he takes utter control of my body and mind and treats me like a whore who is unable to refuse him. I love knowing that ultimately, I am his fucktoy, not his equal, I am his and he is quite content to fuck me in a degrading and painful way, whenever he wants.

*swoon*

it got a little rough.

27 Friday Feb 2015

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well it got plenty rough. it started with cuddles on the couch watching tv. then touching and rubbing. then my head forced down to his cock, to take his cock down my throat and nestle with my face pressed against him. it was all lovey dovey and fun giggly play and just adorable. and then he took me to the bedroom – him walking, me crawling, and then i stripped off, and then he got a reasonably sized dildo, the kind that would be a little small for a cunt, but too big for an ass. and he had me on the bed, my face pressed into the mattress, my fingers interlaced on the back of my head, my knees spread wide, my ass high in the air, and he pushed that dildo slowly, slowly, forcing it into my ass, bit by bit, and i groaned and wiggled and tried to relax and it became a bit much, even with the lube, and i started moaning quite loudly. and then he started fucking me with it, rhythmic even thrusts, too much to really handle but not enough to drive me mad. and then on an outstroke, he pushed his cock into my cunt, and forced the dildo back in at the same time, and all the just-too-much sensations were now fucking too much in the extreme, and he experimented with pulling both out and then ramming both back, and then with one and then the other, alternating.

and by now i was determined that this was too much, my brain was caught in a loop of too-much-too-much and i tried to move, tried to somehow get away to breathe, to stop for a moment, and he said – don’t you fucking dare try to stop me, these are my holes and i’m going to make you feel pain tonight – and i start freaking out and really trying to move, and he rams the dildo right in, really deep, really hard, and i fucking collapse and i’m crying, and he feels the collapse, and says – you can fight if you want, it won’t help, this isn’t about you, this is about what i want. and i’m crying. and he rams the dildo home, and begins fucking my cunt in earnest, really going at me, really fast and hard which is what i like to be honest but it’s killing me, the pressure with the dildo at the same time, and he’s rubbing my clit and then he’s pinching it between his fingernails, and i’m screaming hoarse, and he’s pushing on the dildo, and pushing his cock into me, and i’m lying there limp, he’s got to hold me in the position he wants, and he’s fucking me like crazy, and i’m crying and crying. and he finally pulls out the dildo – you know that feeling when it’s taken out too fast and it’s almost as bad as it being in there – and i’m gasping for air and he pulls out his cock too, and rams it into my ass, and he’s fucking and fucking and i’ve been stretched so far open with that dildo that he’s using my ass so easily, and saying things like – that’s right, this is what you are, a collection of holes for me to use – and finally he pulls out and cums and it lands all over my ass, my cunt, dripping down my thighs, and he says – don’t move, just enjoy it. and he strokes my hair over and over.

i do hate him at that moment. how can you not. i was in a lot of pain. and i felt that warm glow of knowing what had just happened to me, and how wonderful it is that i get to experience this, and to be this person. and i feel so little, i feel ‘put down there’, mentally humbled, and emotionally at turmoil, and after he cleans me up, i huddle against his body, unable to slow down my breathing for hours, and he strokes me proprietorially, grasping and stroking and twisting and pinching, and i just never want it to end, i want to be used and to be controlled and to be utterly at his mercy and to be in pain and to be abused and to be hurt and to be fucked and to be owned.