Forced Submission

When I met him, I was instantly attracted to him. He was my type (at the time). Tall, dark, and handsome. He had nice broad shoulders, dark brown skin that was light on the underside, lots of tattoos all over his strong arm that flexed and showed his muscular physique, big hands and perfectly lengthed fingers. He was confident, dressed well, smelled even better, and was warm, big, and mysterious. The way he walked and maneuvered was very smooth, he had long legs and was a manly man. I have beautiful green eyes, am very short and petite with light skin. We quickly became obsessed with each other and spent all of our time together.

He was fucking me all day and night. I was fresh, young, damn near white, pussy, so tight and sweet, my breasts were very perky and I had little nipples that he liked to squeeze and nibble. He would just touch me casually, then couldn’t help it when his hand would start to naturally rub me, he would caress me, start touching me all over, and soon he would have to be inside of me, had to get into my warmth and tightness and wetness.

My body was small and my ass was small but I had a nice bottom butt that he would grab and squeeze and spank lightly. His dick stayed rock hard and was always in my soaking wet pussy. I creamed all over his big black dick every time he put it in me. Before we became exclusive he told me how when he first started fucking me he was cumming in me right away. I was a little slut and had slid his dick right up in me with no condom. He said he would bust his cum deep inside me without me knowing, then would keep fucking me. He would then bust again on my back like he was coming for the first time.

We had children and my nipples have gotten much bigger. My breasts are still nice and soft and a little perky, but now when my nipples get hard they look even better.

He became very dominant but not in the most loving or affectionate way. He was very upset about all of the past sexual experiences I’d had. I started getting fucked when I was very young. I am petite, so I was very small then, my body was very tight and my pussy was perfect. He couldn’t stand thinking of the dick I was taking and how I had let it stretch my little pussy and how I had let them cum on me and in me. He couldn’t stop thinking about it, was watching porn all the time, looking for videos of me. Sometimes he would be very upset about it, start a mean fight with me, he would hit me with a belt a little hard so that it stung and accused me of being a horny dirty little whore and I would cry and be sad and upset. His dick would swell up when I was helpless and in distress. He had just been gripping me up, being rough with me, seeing me tremble and be scared of him, sometimes I had to hold up the wall while he looked at me so intensely with his piercing brown eyes and heavy dark brows. He had on a tank top and karate pants, his arms very muscular with his tattoos everywhere, dressed in all black, strong and stern. I would look at him with big eyes and fear and beg him to just love me. Seeing my pretty face cry and be so disheveled really turned him on. He told me to go in the other room. He locked the door and told me to take my clothes off. He always wore a cock ring and his dick stayed nice and thick and hard. He took it out of his pants. Seeing him hold it and stroke it really turns me on.

 He would throw me on the bed, force his big black dick up in my little pussy and would fuck me deep and hard. I would get in trouble often and this would repeat. I saw that he was getting turned on as he was chastising me and I would realize I didn’t have to be scared for real and I started to like him being forceful with me, choking me while he fucked me from the back. Spanking my ass and especially telling me what little slut I was who needed to be punished. Submitting and relaxing and letting him use me and dump his cum all in me, fuck my mouth, ass, and pussy felt so good. I wished he would have turned into a real dominant. I secretly desired for him to punish me and then tease me and make me edge until I came very hard too. I wanted him to lick and bite and kiss my neck in that one spot that makes my pussy melt while squeezing my nipples hard.  I wanted to wear nipple clamps and be one of his secret fantasy dungeon girls who he kept really high and addicted to drugs and who just existed to get pounded by his hard black essence morning noon and night. As he started cumming he was like an animal, so primal and manly.  Instead of continuing to only be angry about my promiscuous past, he started to make me tell him about all of my past sexual experiences in explicit detail. He wanted to know how every one of them ended, especially if they came on me or in me and how big their cock was. The first time he did this, he was hugging me up, I felt nervous, my heart was pounding and I thought he was so angry about what I had did (getting fucked by grown men when I was very young and letting them cum in my pussy and mouth). So as I was describing the encounter to him, my eyes were closed. This also helped me remember every detail. I noticed that his cock started to get really hard against my leg and he started rubbing it gently with his hand and whispering in my ear, asking me questions, asking me to repeat what I’d just said, describing in detail how I had taken another guy’s dick in my mouth and made him cum. He started touching me and rubbing his pre cum filled beast against my leg, he wanted to hear me tell him how much I liked it. He also liked that I was a little shaken and rattled, that turned him on. I kept telling him how much I liked taking the guy’s big cock in my mouth and that I let him come in my mouth and how I swallowed some of it. He came harder in my mouth then he ever had. So much cum flooded my throat and he just held it in my mouth while he grabbed my hair and the back of my head and then stroked me gently.  He made sure I swallowed every drop. He held it in in his hand and wiped the last drops off on my lips. I struggled to not gag and choke. He told me what a good girl I was and I had done a nice job. He started to make me touch my pussy and have multiple orgasms every time I sucked his dick and he started to be very forceful, very dismissive and dominant.  When he starting to force his cock in my throat rough like that, regularly, and telling me what a sexy little bitch I was and that he needed me to really open up my throat and let him come deep inside and that it would help him feel better about my past is when I really started to enjoy sucking dick. He started to make me suck his dick all the time and would hold my neck, tied a belt around my neck, strip me naked, put a butt plug in my ass and make me touch my pussy while he fucked me deep in my throat. I felt so freaky, he liked to make me choke. He would tell me how good I looked sucking it and that I just needed to keep it in my mouth and for me to take his come straight down my throat. I did look good sucking it. My sweet pink pouty lips slid up and down his long shaft and slurped and gulped it straight down my throat and he always came in my mouth and I swallowed everything.

Much later is when he started to come on my face and body. I started to secretly like watching porn with women being tied up, wearing nipple clamps, being so wet and getting fucked. I also liked seeing women get humiliated while being fucked, getting slapped in their faces, choked, hair being pulled hard, painfully squeezing nipples, I especially started to like watching women get fucked by multiple sexy men at once. There is one story in particular that he used to make me tell over and over about when he thinks I was drugged with a date rape drug and then fucked by two black guys in a hotel room. This story made me start wanting to be double penetrated. At least in my mind. I started to think about it a lot. I couldn't stop thinking about other men and what I needed them to do to me. I started watching a lot of porn with one woman and two men. I found out later that he almost fucked me with another guy when he first met me, but he wanted me all to himself.  I wanted him to love me and be affectionate with me, but he never truly was. So I started to like any attention he gave me including being degraded and treated like this. I started to feel better when I was fucking him to think of myself as a little slut who just had to get stuffed with his big black dick. Talking dirty to him, telling him about other men fucking me and coming in me started to really turn me on. I embellished stories at times and always made sure to make him cum very hard several times a day. I was always crazy attracted to men and then women as well, but this treatment started to really turn me into the extra horny slut that I feel like I am now. I was so devoted to him, I’m definitely looking for so much more than this, the part where I cum really hard and he pays attention to my body, I’m not sure, maybe the freakiness is just in me naturally.