1. Dominance to Submission


    Date: 5/10/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: SosaGood, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    horror at his aroused state, he did his best to grind his teeth for control over his own body. A warm breath escaped near his ear, making him cringe. Who ever it was giggled before hot lips wrapped around his earlobe, pulling at it. More mouths followed the leader's example and soon lips and tongues were swirling over his body, leaving cold trails of drying saliva. He began shivering unable to control the reaction that showed he was lusting for more. Yet no mouth would wash over his manhood, giving him the release he needed, instead each mouth tormented him to no end. Thinking he couldn't take much more, he found something cold and wet between his ass cheeks, pressing in at his hole. He flexed his muscles reflexively, hoping to stop entry. He was a man to stick things into asses, not the kind to find something in his, yet nothing stopped the cold object. With a pop he was penetrated by what felt like a well-lubed strap on. He gasped in pain as it was shoved deep inside him, throwing out the pain as it rubbed across his prostate. Hot, warm thighs rammed his as the contrast of chilly plastic and warm flesh sent shots of electricity straight to his growing, making it grow harder to the point of juicy pain. He needed a powerful orgasm and he no longer cared if he had to get pegged to do it. Soft hands wrapped around his thigh, pulling it upward so that even more of the huge strap on could enter his ass. With each inch that slipped in, ridges rubbed on his prostate making him ...
    moan as he grew closer to his own release. Dragging the fake dick back out, had him whimpering at the loss only to find it being slowly pushed back in, filling him as it stimulated his gland. The pace growing in a strong, quick tempo as his body began to burn and shake. With a hard push forward and thighs slapping, he let out his load. Rope after rope shot from his slit as he shouted in release. He had never cum so hard or as much as he had now. Shivering in the aftermath, he worked his best to get his breath under control. He felt as weak as a newborn baby as his bindings were loosened and fell away. Digging into the well of hate, he found a new strength deep within. As the last of the leather fell away, he breathed in deep as he pushed to his feet, tearing the blindfold from his icy eyes. Glaring around at the group of girls, he tore the gag from his mouth, finding her warm, chocolate eyes near the back. Her sweet lips a cold malicious sneer, she knew this wasn't what he had agreed to, but more angering than anything, she knew he had enjoyed himself, maybe even loved being in submission. He would stand for None of her cruel tactics. Strolling through the scantly clad women, he reached her side, grabbing her wrist in a vise grip. A burning smile colored his eyes as he saw terror and desire mixed within her gaze. His grin grew as he dragged her behind him. Leaving the ice-gray building, he found her car parked next to the wall. Choosing to be mean, he frisked her for the keys, ...