BDSM Blog Part 4: I'm going to stretch you.

BDSM Blog Part 4: I'm going to stretch you.

English/Dutch translation at the bottom of the page.

After meeting Boss for the first time, getting to take a bath with him at my place and having him fulfil my pee sex fantasy, I can't think of anything else but him. He is my ultimate King, I would do anything for him. And he clearly relents. He immediately goes one step further, Boss wants to fist me, stretch my pussy.

Boss has just informed me he is on his way. I know it takes about half an hour for him to get to me, so I don't have much time. Last time, he wanted to take a bath with me and I had to open the door for him naked. This time, he wants me to wear a negligee for him, wearing only heels. Other than that, he wants me naked. Apparently, he likes a naked slave girl, although I hope I will soon be allowed to get all kinky for him too. Leather, lacquer, chains. I love it.

"I want you to get a dildo ready," he commands me while waiting at the traffic light. "And lube."

Both I have. I take it out of the cupboard and put it on a golden tray on the coffee table. The bottle of lube next to it. The dildo is hefty, the same size as Boss' cock. In my mind, I call him 'Boss 2'.

When he rings the doorbell ten minutes later and I open for him in the desired capacity, he looks ferociously horny. He licks his lips, his hell-blue eyes spitting fire. Boss wants me.

As soon as he closed the door behind him, he grabbed me dominantly by my upper arm and pushed me towards the living room where he pushed me hard against the dining table and threw himself on top of me.

As he roughly squeezes my breasts, he pushes his tongue into my mouth obtrusively. With his huge cock, he drives against me. Rock hard.

While kissing, I unbutton his trousers and let the negligee slide off me, giving him free reign over my entire body. Immediately, his fingers disappear again into my pussy, which is now soaking wet with excitement. Boss doesn't like one or two fingers. Just like last time, he crams three fingers in at once. I can easily have them.

"Horny slut of mine...."

I like it when he calls me that. Because I know it makes him horny when I act like a real porn slut in front of him. A willing horny bitch with whom he can do anything he wants. Because he's the boss. My boss!

Suddenly he turns me around and puts my hands on the table top. From behind, he thrusts his big stiff cock into me in one go. Although we had an extensive bath last time, this is the first time I have been fucked in my pussy by Boss. And it feels divine.

After a few thrusts, he stops. Because otherwise he must already be squirting, I know by now. Boss is terribly horny about his submissive sex slave. Although he treats me roughly and roughly, I still feel like his princess. I feel incredibly beautiful, sexy and wanted by him.

Then, out of nowhere, he pushes me to the ground. Where last time he gently ran a long thread of saliva into my mouth, now he spits several times full into my face. As if it were a luxury facial lotion, I lovingly smear it over my skin.

"More please... "I beg him.

Boss smiles.

"Open your mouth, horny spit whore."

Obediently, I do what he says.

As I lie on the floor and open my little mouth to him, Boss picks his nose vigorously and clears his throat.

I flinch. This is pretty hardcore, just out of the blue.

Boss notices.

"Don't be afraid," he reassures me.

When he comes on top of me with his wet bare cock against my lower belly and his firm belly against my bare breasts, I melt.

When Boss once again gurgles heavily and spits a whole blob of mucus into my mouth with my face between his big strong hands, I don't know what to do with it for a moment.

"Swallow," he says calmly yet firmly.

"You are my slut. Inside and out."

Looking at him wide-eyed, I swallow the salty slimy substance in one go.

"Good boy," is Boss's satisfied response.

"Get used to it. I'll do what I want with you."

Meekly I nod.

"Yes Boss."

Abrasive pain

As Boss orders me to get on my hands and knees, he grabs the dildo from the table and crams it into my wet slit in one go.

Wildly, he pumps the big fat artificial cock back and forth until it is in all the way up to his balls.

When, after a number of quite hard and intensely deep thrusts, he thinks enough is enough, he throws the dildo into a corner and commands me to lie on my back.

Still in the middle of the living room, I do as he says, anxiously waiting for what is to come.

"I don't want to hear anything," he warns me sternly, putting his big hand over my mouth.

"No squeaking or whining. Just enjoy!"

Obediently, I nod.

Then he grabs the bottle of lubricant and sits down next to me, with his broad back to me.

"I'm going to stretch you."

With his fingers, he fills my slit with the slippery gel. I feel one finger go inside. Two. Three. At four it starts to rub slightly and when he also crams his thumb in it feels like my pussy is one big scrape.

I clung to his side. I was not allowed to make a sound. About squeezing, he said nothing.

Although I can't see what is happening, I feel my pussy chafing as if a melon must go through it. A sharp, harrowing pain overwhelms me. However clearly Boss has instructed me to enjoy it, I fail to do so with no possibility. Tears shoot into my eyes.

When I moan softly, Boss hisses at me aggressively.

"Ssssst!"

I regroup, breathe in and out deeply and try to relax.

Meanwhile, I do hear Boss moaning heavily. Of pure pleasure, of course. He sighs, snorts and growls. He really is an animal. Even though he hurts me terribly I idolise him. He makes me experience things I have never experienced before.

Meanwhile, he balled his whole fist into me. A cutting pain deep into my pelvis. It really feels like he is taking complete possession of me. I can't move, have no choice but to submit to him completely.

Our agreement is not to use a safeword because I want to put all the power in my boss's hands. If I am allowed to use a safeword, I will be the one who decides when it stops. I don't want that. Boss is intelligent enough to determine what I can and cannot have. I want him to set my limits.

Keys

Just when I really couldn't hold out any longer, Boss quietly pulled out of my heavily forced pussy. He sensed it well, this really was the limit.

When he gently masturbates above me, I immediately understand what he means. I get down on my knees in front of him and spit on his head, lick it and gently take it in my mouth. After a few deep sucks, he pushes me off him, pulls himself off at lightning speed and squirts everything full in my face.

I notice that he likes slightly humiliating acts and wonder what else he has in store for me in that area.

When he plops down on the sofa, tired but satisfied, and I run to the bathroom to clean my face, I come up with an idea.

I walk through to the bedroom to put in my big earrings, from which I hang the spare keys to my flat. One of the entrance door downstairs, one of the front door.

I would like my Boss to be able to come in by himself from now on. So that he can instruct me in advance where and how to be ready for him. I will have to ask him nicely if he will please take my keys, so want to do that in a special way.

After hanging the keys on my earring, I walk through to the kitchen to get a glass of water for my King. He must be thirsty.

Naked and humble, I kneel before him and hand him the glass, which he empties in one gulp.

No thanks. It goes without saying that I serve him. I enjoy the arrogance with which he puts up with everything I do for him like an authoritarian ruler.

When I cautiously crawl onto his lap with a questioning look, he nods at me encouragingly. I may.

Gently I kiss him on the mouth after which I look at him in love and remove the hair hanging in front of my ear. When he sees the keys hanging from the earring, a heartfelt smile appears around his mouth.

"Oh?"

"Would you please take these keys from me, Boss?"

"That's what I want, good, horny little slut of mine."

When he carefully undoes my earring and adds that I should sit still because he doesn't want to hurt me, I burst out laughing.

Fortunately, he sees the humour in it himself.

Raped

The next day when I wake up, I can hardly walk or sit. The abrasive pain in my pelvis is still plentiful.

"I can still feel you inside me, Boss," I app him.

"Well done," is his short response.

When I am in the shower a little later, I involuntarily start shaking and crying. I can't stop it. This was such an intense experience, apparently this is some kind of release.

My pussy burned and my pelvis chafed. After 15 years of not having sex, I was taken doggy for a moment and then my Boss's full hand disappeared inside me. And he also clenched his big strong fist inside me.

As I stand shivering and sobbing under the warm running water, feeling as if I have been brutally raped, I wonder for a moment what I would not do for this man to please him.

I can't think of anything.

Any kind of pain or humiliation I would undergo to be allowed to remain his slut.

Then my phone rings.

"I bought this one. I'm going to use those on you."

A message from Boss, followed by a picture of a device I don't recognise.

"What is it, King?"

"This is a fuck machine. Which is going to fuck you doggy while you suck me on your hands and knees. I'm in control of that thing and you."

Excitement. I find this exciting.

But apparently it is not yet exciting enough for Boss.

"One day that thing will be in your cunt and my cock in your ass."

I swallow. How demanding he is.

"Yes Boss. Anything I do for you."

"Good. Then you can now start fucking your ass with the dildo. And I want you to film it!"

"Please let me save my ass for you, Boss. I so want my King to anally deflower me.

Silence.

Buttplug

"Good. But a finger should be fine. Go and finger yourself ass while filming for your Boss. Either way, I want to see something slide into your ass to jerk off nicely."

"Good Boss."

I want nothing more than to make him happy.

Because I want to make a really horny porn film for him, I put on my suspenders before filming. While rummaging in my closet, I suddenly remember that I once received a butt plug as a gift with a vibrator years ago.

I have never used the thing before, but once must be the first time and this is an excellent opportunity.

With a lot of lubricant, I manage to get the big iron tip into my ass. For a moment it hurts but when I press on and the massive ass toy passes my sphincter it actually feels quite nice.

With the beautiful star-covered shimmering stone facing the camera, I bend down and let my pussy suck my fingers. Boss likes lots of fingers, so I use three. Just like he always does himself.

Slowly, my pussy gently slurps and sucks my fingers inside. I enjoy the sopping sound that accompanies it because I know Boss loves this so much.

Then, in front of the camera, I slowly remove the plug from my asshole, before inserting my middle finger. Because my hole is already stretched by the plug, it goes easily and my index finger fits in as well.

With great anticipation, I edit the clip into a professional piece of footage, complete with zoom in and out shots and a horny VHS filter that makes the shot look much like an 80s porn video.

Barely two minutes after I sent it, Boss sends me his response.

"Horny whore!"

"Tasty, Boss?"

"Delicious! Immediately rock hard!"

"Are you going to spray on it nicely, King?"

"Yes! And next time in your horny ass!"

Next time: You will be my blackmail slut.

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