So Monday was International Women’s Day and I had a surprise visit from my new-ish Dom. And this is what happened (this post is actually an assignment from Mr. Sir, to record/write up our encounter and post it to Reddit)

Mr. Sir is quite busy with many IRL obligations, so 95% of our interactions are online. I am also relatively new to bdsm after thinking and fantasizing about it for years. He has 10 years experience despite the fact he is twelve years younger than me….but I am a late bloomer, in all things apparently. I didn't realize when we met online that this was how our fwb relationship would turn out...but I adore it. I was thrilled to meet someone who was strong enough to actually dominate me. I love being directed and having to ask for permission to masturbate or only being allowed to cum if he allows it, stripping naked to obey him in the middle of my living room...even when he isn’t here. He recognized my closeted submissive nature and has been slowly bringing it out in me.

So I was more than a little stunned when during our chat on Monday afternoon he spontaneously decided to come by after work for a visit. He texted, “It would be absolutely amazing to use your cunt in celebration of International Women's Day”...omg! my heart started beating so hard! I glanced around my small apartment, and began tidying up furiously...putting fresh pillow cases on the bed...quickly washing the few dishes in the sink...and raced to jump in the shower. Before I knew it he was texting that he had arrived.

When I opened the door, he hugged me tightly. I am quite curvy but only five feet tall, so I adore being snuggled. He is confidently masculine, which makes me immediately feel like my most feminine self. “Did you miss me?” he asked. ”hmm, yes Mr. Sir..." I replied.

I took his jacket and went to hang it up in my closet as he started unlacing his boots. I returned to him and kneeled at his feet to remove his socks and help him peel off his pants. "Good girl." he quietly said. Very quickly he was standing in front of me with his cock straining behind his underwear. He moved them down and there was his lovely hard cock in my face as I kneeled in front of him. I greedily wrapped my hands around it and looked up at him, I took him into my mouth, then out, then running my tongue up his shaft and around his engorged tip. I started lavishing all my attention on him, sighing and moaning as I sucked and stroked him...inhaling his scent, working him with my hands as I eventually made my way down to lap at his balls and suck them gently into my mouth...as I moved my way back up to bob in a rhythm getting good suction, he suddenly grabbed my hair forcefully and took control away from me...forcing his cock deeper down my throat. He was controlling the rhythm now, fucking my mouth with his length. It was divine as I relaxed and submitted to his forceful use of my mouth and throat...only breathing when he pulled back enough to allow it, his hands in my hair pushing me where he wanted me. At some point he had stripped me out of my clothes, I honestly don't remember when or how, but by this point I was naked kneeling in front of him as he fed me his cock...occasionally reaching down to pinch my sensitive nipples.

The next thing I knew he was yanking me to stand up and draping me over the ottoman on my stomach, my ass in the air, as he spread my legs and started to penetrate me from behind...my cunt dripping wet and ready for him but being stretched by him...After he slid into me slowly, he began to steadily pound into me... no need for any other foreplay, he knew how badly I needed him, how badly I wanted him to fuck me as hard as he could “Did you miss me," he asked again as his cock repeatedly battered my wet pussy with authority…”yes..very much Mr. Sir...it feels so good to have you inside of me,” I moaned with my face down against the cushion.

Then without warning he jerked me back up again by my hair and shoved me in the direction of the kitchen…”get in there, put your hands flat against the counter and bend over, “ I struggled to obey as quickly as possible, bending over the cold short metal-topped cabinet with my hands spread out on either side of my head, my heavy breasts smashed into the cold hard surface and pushing my ass and hips out for him. Again he was on me, sliding his thick length inside me again, roughly using my cunt, punishing me with his urgent and forceful thrusts again and again. I was in bliss to be used by him. It felt amazing to be completely in his control...just giving over to the pleasure of being filled and stretched over and over, not thinking, not worrying, not trying to make any decisions, just giving myself up to the pleasure of being used like the good slut that I actually am. And then the spanks started...no warning (just something negotiated well beforehand) but in the moment, they seemed out of the blue and I was startled by them...so hard and forceful on my ass. The stinging pain coming as a surprise but so welcome as was the continued pounding of my thirsty cunt by his hungry cock.

And then just as I started to relax into it, Mr. Sir jerked me up by my hair again and shoved me down the hall, stopping me again to shove me up against the wall...kicking my feet apart and pushing my face into the wall as he entered me again and fucked me hard from behind. “Don’t forget, I can take you anywhere I want,” he growled into my ear. I just nodded and moaned and struggled to stay on my tiptoes with my hips tilted back to accommodate him as he continued to fuck me mercilessly.

Abruptly again he stopped and shoved me toward the bathroom door.. “Get in there,” he ordered roughly. Now I may have the world’s tiniest bathroom, so I wasn’t sure where to go, but he quickly pushed me down over the bathroom sink, kicking my feet apart on the cold tile. I obediently tilted my ass and hips out to accommodate him as his hard cock entered me again from behind ...my legs trembling and my cunt just soaked despite how hard he had been using me. His thrusts into me were relentless. He then grabbed my hair and jerked my head up, turning me to face the mirror. “Do you see what a dirty fuck toy you are?” he demanded. “ngggh...Yes Mr. Sir, “ I managed to reply as he continued to pound my cunt. Again just as I started to relax into it again, he withdrew and dragged me up roughly again by my hair. He pulled us out into the hallway and shoved me back toward the kitchen.

“Go get on the bed, “ he commanded. As I started to walk shakily toward the other end of the apartment...he then growled at me, “Run!” I jolted at the sound of his voice and ran as quickly as I could to my bed...I could hear him running after me...with my back to him, I allowed myself to smile as I relished being his prey and knew he would quickly catch me. But somehow I made it to the bed and threw myself across it. He was on me almost instantly, pulling my hips up and pushing my face toward the mattress, again sliding his cock into my eager wet cunt, the angle now stretching and filling me even deeper.

And now the spanking seriously began...as he continued fucking me. Mr. Sir also began to rain a series of punishing slaps to my ass...eventually focusing in on the right side...his strong hand coming down with more and more force as my ass heated up and was stinging madly from the attention. My cunt was being savaged by his relentless cock and my senses were on overload from the powerful slaps raining down in a seemingly random pattern. At some point I moaned, “Thank you Mr. Sir” And just when I thought I was going to have to give him some signal that it was getting near my pain threshold, he leaned down and ran his tongue along the heated and stinging flesh, sweetly kissing my burning skin. I almost came apart completely at that touch.

At some point he laid back against the pillows and directed me to return to sucking his cock which now tasted like my own pussy. My burning ass was happy for the reprieve and my cunt was throbbing and so close to cumming I needed the distraction. As I stroked and licked and sucked and worshipped his cock while he laid back and enjoyed the attention, I just blissed out. I also lavished kisses down his legs and along the crease where his hips and legs met while I continued to stroke his cock. Eventually he pulled his cock out of my mouth and pushed me onto my back, rising up he grabbed me by the throat and said, “Hold still and open your mouth,” I knew he must have been close to cumming so I obeyed, waiting to receive the gift of his cum. I am truly a cum-slut and love to swallow, so I didn’t want to miss a drop as he started to shoot his creamy thick delicious cum into my mouth finally. What missed my mouth I was quick to catch with my fingers and lick up as well as sucking every little bit off his cock as he finished. We settled back into the pillows and cuddled, my ass still heated and burning from his attention earlier and my slick cunt throbbing as I had not been given permission to orgasm yet.

After drifting off for I’m not sure how long, I started running my hands slowly along Mr. Sir’s chest, then following where my hands had been with kisses. Soon I could feel him hard again. “Come here," he said "I want you to ride my cock.”

Well, you don't have to tell me twice...thank you very much. I slid up to my knees and straddled Mr. Sir, guiding his hard length inside my ready cunt. Slowly slowly taking each inch of him...feeling him stretch me and fill me.... I braced my hands above his head on my brass bed frame and got a good rhythm going...my hunger driving me. Mr. Sir reached for my heavy breasts and started kissing and sucking on my nipples, the exquisite sensations bringing me closer to release. “Cum for me," he said.

“Yes, Mr. Sir...I'm soo close,” I managed to say...soon I was trembling, my cunt overtaken by wave after wave of a delicious orgasm, and eventually curled back down to his side to cuddle and lay next to him breathless and in a daze.

I nestled into him on my side, he spooned me, pulling my ass into his hips, I could feel his cock, still hard against me...slowly gently even he slid inside me again, slowly rocking us in a steady rhythm. The right side of my ass was still hot from being spanked so thoroughly earlier. His big hand came around to cover my mouth as he smoothly fucked me again.

Then his voice in my ear detailing the CNC fantasy we had been sharing with each other lately. His hand moving to my throat to grip me as he detailed softly how he would wait for me one early morning while I was out walking and take me down behind some trees in a wooded area, ripping my leggings down and forcing himself on me as I struggled against him. The hand on my throat currently tightening as a reminder of how much stronger than me he was and how I would never be able to escape him. A thrill shivered up my spine as I pictured this shared fantasy we both wanted to play out one day. His cock inside me in a steady rhythm, and then he picked up the pace and moved his hand back to my mouth, me gently biting on his fingers as he covered me, surrounded me, filled me, fucked me, used me like I needed to be used. Then I could feel his muscles tense as he gathered me even closer as he neared his release again, his hot cum filling my cunt until I could feel it dripping out of me...oh yes, yes, yes. I loved to be filled with his cum. We stayed in that position with his cock still inside me and drifted off to sleep again...Completely sated and content...Happy International Women’s Day indeed.

Thank you for reading! xo

and if you read this, Thank you Mr. Sir. 😘xoxo