*Warning - this story has elements of consensual non-consent (CNC). Everything that happened here was pre-planned and agreed to, with the necessary safety prep accounted for\*

For those who need some encouragement on this Friday that you can actually find good things on this sub, this true story about an encounter with a redditor, whom I met on this sub is for you :)

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It started with texting. She responded to my idea that I was craving heavy, sadistic kink that would leave my partner completely used up.

She lives in a city on the opposite coast, so we’d meet in either place or the middle, when possible. Our first few meetups went incredibly well. She responded nicely to my firm hand, and alternately as well to my soft touch. She wanted to learn. To play out the acts that she’d only ever thought about acting on when she was touching herself. To maybe figure out why vanilla sex just didn’t do much for her.

When we met this time, she checked into the hotel first based on flight schedules. The hotel was very upscale, located in a very nice part of town. We had a room adjacent to the pool, where you could walk right out and go swimming without a problem. I arrived, she greeted me at the door wearing nothing but a Honey Birdette Kukoro set - I was impressed. Gorgeous. Of asian descent, she was about 5’4”, with shoulder length brown hair. She’s an athlete so now was my time to live up to all of the banter about being able to physically dominate her.

Setting the tone, I grabbed her by the throat and pushed her against the wall. I found that she was already soaked. I used my hand to make her cum, tightening up the grip that I had on her more and more as I slid my left index finger across her clit, under the panties. At first she pushed back, but eventually her legs started to shake, and “No” turned into quick gasps of whatever air I let her have.

I suggested that we get a drink from the swanky mini bar in the corner of the room, she agreed. I told her to pour two shots of whatever she preferred. Leaning against the low bar, I kneeled behind her, and pulled the tight leather thong to the side. With my hands on each hip I pulled her back to me, which caused her to bend even more at the waist. Her beautiful, clean shaven pussy glistened between her thighs.

As she reached for a bottle of tequila, I wrapped my arms around her legs and gently traced the outline of her puffy outer lips. Her legs buckled, but I held her in place. As she twisted the cap I described the view in front of me. She had a new tattoo that I hadn’t seen on her before. It was a cute edison-style light bulb on the top left quadrant of her left ass cheek. The tattoo artist certainly had a nice view that day.

I asked her if she could keep her slutty little mouth from moaning when a guy was back there tattooing her ass. She said it felt so much like the times that I’d give her bruises from bites that she ended up soaking her panties. “Good girl” I said, as I pulled her creamy tan skin into my mouth, and between my teeth, causing her to whimper with excitement.