I met Master Dave on a bdsm site and agreed to meet him for a scene at his place in Hollywood. He was a short, thin plain looking guy with a lot of hair. He took me inside and we went straight to his bedroom/ dungeon.

There were chains and whips and paddles and canes hanging on the wall… nipple clamps and pussy clamps and dildos and butt plugs and lube were sitting on tables. He had a spanking bench and a St Andrew’s cross. I felt dizzy and held my legs together to not cum already.

I stood absolutely still while he pulled my shirt over my head and pulled my bra off, gasping when he got a handful of each tit and twisted and pulled on my nipples. He sucked them into his mouth, swirling his tongue and sliding it hard across the top. He sucked them really, really hard which caused my clit to also throb really hard. He ran his hands down my body and pulled my sweat pants down: I stepped out of them and was naked except for a white lace thong.

Dave pushed me to the bed and I sat, hands behind me, while he pushed his hard cock into my mouth: I swirled my tongue around the head and licked the underside of the shaft from his balls back to the head and then sucked 3 or 4 inches into my mouth, still swirling my tongue while I sucked him. He grabbed my hair and held my head still while he shoved his dick further with

each thrust, finally getting the head into my throat. I choked and gagged when he pushed further in my mouth. I sucked him hard, making him gasp and clench his ass.

He pulled out so he wouldn’t come and told me to lay butt up on the bed while he put a velcro restraint on each wrist and ankle and clipped them to dungeon ropes so that I was spread eagled flat on the bed and could only move a few inches. He ran his hands all over me, slapping me on the ass and penetrating my cunt with a finger. I gasped and wiggled, fatih escort grinding down on the bed, so he pulled out and pushed it an inch or two up my ass. I moaned while he twisted and turned his finger, loosening my asshole. He picked up a syringe full of mineral oil, and inserted it in my anus and shot me full of super slippery oil. He oiled around my asshole and put some in my vagina too, massaging my perineum and inside on my g spot.

He walked to the wall and picked out a small, pretty flogger. He then whipped every inch of my arms, legs, back, ass and exposed pussy- but very lightly, to ” loosen me up.” It felt good. After a few minutes he stopped and walked around me, feeling every inch of my rosy pink body and put his fingers in me again.

Back to the wall of whips and now he chose a thin large wood paddle and came back to rub my ass cheeks with it. The paddle suddenly cracked down, leaving a large red print on my ass. I squealed and tried to clench my cheeks together. Smacks rained down on my naked bottom as he spanked very hard, hitting the same spot over and over while I begged him to stop. He walked around me again, feeling every inch of me. His touch was exquisitely gentle.

This time he chose a larger, heavier flogger and brought it down across my upper back and lower ass. It felt like it weighed 10 pounds and each elkhide strip left a mark. He paused to feel my ass every few strokes, making sure there was no bruising. Yet.

The blogger was replaced by a belt, and as he cracked it on my ass I twisted and squirmed but was trapped. The belt hurt really bad, and it left marks all over my butt cheeks. He paused frequently to run his hands over my ass and feel between my legs and went to his freezer and returned with an ice cube that he slid across my fiery red çapa escort ass, easing the pain a little bit. He had a rabbit skin and lightly rubbed it all over me, returning over and over to penetrate me and sensuously finger both holes. I gasped and felt the fire switch from my ass to my clit.

He came back again with a cane and a ball gag, which he forced into my mouth and tightened so – I presumed- no one could hear the screams I was about to make.

He lightly touched the cane to my trembling buttocks, rubbing me lightly- and without warning brought it down right across the bottom of my ass. I shrieked and tried to jerk lose from the restraints. Dave calmly waited for me to stop fighting and I felt the cane lightly rest on my ass. I literally heard the whoosh through the air as is came down across both cheeks, about an inch above the first mark. I screamed again, rolling from side to side.

Five times the cane sliced through the air, raising welts instantly, making bruises that took a week to go away. I continued to scream into the gag, but my body was limp and blood trickled from the welts across my ass.

Dave walked around me, lightly caressing the welts and running his hands up and down my skin. His fingers penetrated me again, and I responded even though I had been beaten and violated. He had an erection, and got on the bed- on top of me, while I was tied spread eagle- and put the head of his cock in my ass. He held himself off me while he pushed his cock up my ass and started to fuck me.

The welts across my ass were huge and swollen now and he continued to fuck but it seemed a little half hearted: I guess the screaming was his favorite part, not fucking. Regular ass stuff didn’t seem painful enough. He finally got up, unclipped me from the restraints and told güngören escort me to go use his bathroom.

I was in there about 15 minutes looking at the welts from the cane and walked out naked so I could get my clothes and leave. Dave now had company- a tall, muscular guy….and I had to walk by him naked with my marked-up ass.

The guy sat in a chair, watching me come down the hall. In spite of the pain, a 3 alarm fire had sparked up in my cunt. Dave watched me and when I tried to get by him, he grabbed me and told me to kneel in front of him. I was burning with fucklust, so I did it. Dave unzipped his pants and took his cock back out of his pants and I started to suck it again. Maybe 5 minutes passed before Dave laid back on the couch and pulled me across the arm so I could keep sucking his cock.

I felt hands on my hips as the other guy came up behind me, oiling his cock- which was pretty damn big. He rubbed oil on my ass and squirted some oil into my asshole. He oiled my pussy and I felt him put his dick in me. My mouth and cunt were both filled with cock and Dave seemed more interested in fucking than torture for a minute. It was a better end to the evening than I expected. But the night wasn’t over yet.

The guy in back of me pulled his dick out of me and pulled me upright. Dave got up off the couch and sat in a big chair- he told me to squat on his lap, facing him- and to guide myself down on his dick. I did, and he held me up with both hands, slamming his cock up into me.

I felt the body heat and the hardness as the big guy positioned himself in back of me. He grabbed my hips and turned my ass up and out, spread my cheeks and slid his cock up my ass.

I absolutely lost my mind and grunted and moaned as their cocks rubbed against other. His cock was almost too big for my ass but I wouldn’t have cared if he impaled me on it, that’s how lust-crazed I was.

Maybe it was from his buddy’s cock sliding next to his, but Dave was rock hard and the other one had trouble just stuffing himself in my ass to begin with…so it was a full house. How many times did I cum? I lost count. It was not the only, but the best DP I ever had.