(this is about 18 adults who consented!!)

Let me tell you about Daniel. He was slightly older than me, slightly bigger than me, and fuck was he hot. I met him in a club that I probably shouldn't have been in. I was so happy he made out with me and let me give him my number.

He text me a week later with an address and a time, 2pm. I would have to ditch college and take 2 buses to get there but I was so happy he'd finally returned my texts that I didn't hesitate.

He met me at the door and pushed me into his room. He sat on his bed and told me to take my clothes off. Now. I started to shake with nerves, but fuck he was so hot. I slid down my shorts and peeled my tank top up. I'd chosen a matching lacy bra and thong because I was hoping he'd get my clothes off eventually. I looked at him as I took my bra off, he was texting on his phone and looking bored. I didn't want to disappoint him so I quickly tugged my bra off and my thong down. I'd shaved everything for him. I was nervous but so turned on.

He stood up, still barely looking at me. Gestured for me to get on the bed. I took a step towards it, I wasn't fast enough because he was then pushing down. Hard. I shook while I turned myself around. Maybe he didn't mean to push me so hard? Maybe I was being too slow? He had gone to his drawers and started pulling out belts and rope. I gulped.

He came over to the bed, with a thick leather belt in his hands. He pulled me up by my hair, looped the belt around my neck and pushed me so I was laying back on the bed. My heart started to race, I could feel my palms start to sweat and he brought over the rest of the belts and ropes. All I could focus on was the thick collar around my neck, it wasn't too tight but it made me suddenly feel vulnerable.

He started to tie me up, still not talking. He moved my arms so they were above my head, my wrists bound tightly together with rope and attached to the top of the bed. My ankles were next, a thin belt bit into my skin. I started to worry. I was trapped and naked, I had no idea who he was. It was so intimidating being fully nude while he was completely dressed. Fuck, what was he going to do to me? He tied a rope around my waist, and stood over me staring. I could barely speak I was so full of adrenaline, I started to stutter, still frozen in place.

He looked at me turning red with no expression on his face. He unzipped his jeans, took his rock hard cock out of his pants and started slowly jerking it. I froze, I wanted this, of course I did. I'd come here to fuck him, but I was confused by what was going on. I could still feel myself getting turned on by his cock despite the confusion, it was big and glistening with precum. I couldn't help but lick my lips when I saw it.

He looked up and down my immobile body and he started rubbing himself faster and faster. His hand gripped his cock hard. Fuck I was turned on, I wanted him to touch me and fill my needy pussy so badly. He continued to pump himself, harder and harder. After a couple of minutes of him leering down at me, ropes of thick white cum exploded from him. They hit my face, my tits, my legs. So much cum. I whimpered. I couldn't help but squirm and rub it over the inside of my thighs. It sat in globs on my face, my lips opened and I could taste him. He tasted so good.

As his cum started to dry on my tits, I realised how badly my nipples ached to be touched. I realised how soaked my pussy was, I was drenched. I started thinking about how it was going to feel to have his cock push inside my hole and how good it would feel to have him deep inside me.

His breath was rough as he carried on staring down at me. He reached over my head, I couldn't catch my breathe with anticipation. He roughly untied the knot at my wrists. I gulped against the belt on my neck. "Untie the rest yourself, whore", he startled me with his words.

My hands shook as I sat up, cum dripping down my face, my tits. I slowly untied my feet, my waist. My hands reached for the belt on my neck. He lunged, pulling the belt tight, tighter. I couldn't breathe, shit. I felt myself turn red as I spluttered. He let go as suddenly as he'd pulled it. As I gasped, gulping in air, a wad of spit hit my mouth and my chin. I jumped.

"Get dressed and fuck off."

I scrambled out of the bed, my legs shaking, my wrists and ankles chaffed. My eyes stung with tears, I was so confused. I quickly grabbed my shorts and top, rushing to put them on as he was sat on the bed. I couldn't see my thong or bra so I got dressed without them. He didn't move to walk me out so I left, wobbling and teary.

My pussy hadn't caught up with my brain that was reeling from his rejection. Fuck what was going on? I text him on my way home, no response. I text him daily for a few more days before he replied, same address, same time. I didn't hesitate again.