1. A Life Undone


    Date: 6/2/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Female Domination, Mature, Scatology, Author: nunkie, Rating: 16.7, Source: sexstories.com

    please.’ She cleaned her fingers on the bed sheet and straightening up, spread her cunt over my face. ‘Open your mouth. You cannot rinse with your mouth shut, now can you?’ I opened my mouth. She stood above me with her cunt spread for almost a minute before a thin stream of piss started to trickle from it. She had to push her hips further forward to allow it to drop into my mouth. After the shitty ordeal, any kind of liquid was a relief. I drank it down avidly, but after the long piss she’d had on me earlier, her bladder was quickly depleted. ‘I’m afraid that’s all I have for you. Are you OK?’ I nodded. ‘Yes, thank you.’ She grabbed the far end of the bed sheet and wiped her ass with it, then she got dressed. ‘I don’t see any keys. I’ll have the hotel locksmith take a look at those cuffs.’ Before I could protest, she was out of the room. I cried softly. It seemed there was no end to my ordeal. In the aftermath, I came away from the experience with three life-changing realizations. One, that all things considered, I had gotten what I deserved. Greed had made me gullible and careless. Two, I had come to see women in a different light. All my adult life, I had treated women like shit. I had never even acknowledged that women could have desires and ...
    needs of their own, all I had cared about was my own satisfaction. Now I had met two women who not only had bluntly manifested a proper will, they had also found a way to impose it. They had, each in her own way, earned my respect. The incorrigible lady killer had found his master, not once but twice in the same day. Three, the most surprising realization, somehow I found that I liked being under a woman’s command. I had been my own man since I was sixteen, escaping from a brutally cruel mother who had made my youth hell. I had worked my way through college and landed a job in a major law firm. As I traveled a lot, I became quite expert in picking up women in hotel bars. I guess I was taking revenge on my mother, because I found pleasure in treating them badly. Yet after nine years, I had started to realize it was a lonely and empty life. Something was missing. After my ordeal, I knew what it was. I needed to belong. I needed to be desired. I found it is much more fulfilling to give than it is to take. I now have a new mission in life: serving women. I don’t have a clue where or how to start, nor what lies in store for me. I feel like a small child exploring a new world. If any of you out there reading these lines can help me out, I will be much obliged.
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