TL;DR: Met a nice man at a hotel bar, went up to his room, and was slapped, tied up, and used for a night

Moral of the story: stop lurking and start meeting up with kinky strangers from reddit!!

Reaching out:

I’m a moderately shy person and about 6 months out of a LTR. I’d lurked on this subreddit for probably 2 months with increasing frequency. I hadn’t found a post quite right to respond to and was considering making my own.

After first seeing his post on here, it took me 2 days to finally send a DM. I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about it. I’d never formally explored CNC with a partner before, or fucked anybody that much older than me. I’d certainly never met up with a stranger from the internet for sex before. 

Within hours, we had run through the basics and set up a time to meet later that week. It was his first time meeting up for something like this too. We continued discussing boundaries and negotiating scene details in the days leading up to it. The vibes were right. I honestly don’t think I’ve ever felt more excitement/anticipation before in my life than I did during those 4 days.

Hotel bar flirting:

That same clearheaded anticipation persisted for the first 50 minutes of the hour drive to the hotel. The last 10 minutes, as the navigation timer kept ticking down, the nervousness began to  take hold. what have i done?

I think I was actually shaking like a leaf when I walked into that bar. I was dolled up in my pretty little dress and heels. I’d never been to a bar at a hotel before, or a hotel this nice. I was looking around at everybody there wondering which one was him—I’d never seen a picture of his face before.

We got light refreshment at the bar as agreed upon, just enough to calm down my nerves enough to focus on my status as prey. And I was prey.

We sat at a table together, first a respectable distance apart, and talked about niceties. He couldn’t believe I was real; I couldn’t believe I was here. He told me I looked like very fuckable rapemeat. I blushed and thanked him for the compliment.

When I came back with my second soda, I moved my chair a little closer. We talked about how it had been so, so easy to get me here. I really just threw myself at him. I couldn’t deny the truth. He told me to feel his cock through his pants. I did as I was told. He told me to squeeze harder. I complied. He told me to stop. I withdrew my hand.

Start. I knew anybody around us would have been able to deduce that something sexual was happening if they had been paying any attention. Stop. I’d never been this obedient in my life. Start. I was unbelievably turned on. Stop. He’d successfully tested me out and met no resistance. 

…Turns dark:

It was time to retire for the night. He had already slipped me the hotel key and told me a slightly wrong room number. I set off to navigate my way through the hotel. Had a moment to admire the view, take stock, and affirm that I was very, very excited to proceed and find out what my future held for me in this hotel room.

He messaged me the correct room number and I took a couple deep breaths before heading down a floor. He was waiting near the room and waited patiently as I unlocked the door with my key.

I entered the room. The door closed behind us. His hands were on my body immediately, grabbing it and roughly pushing my upper body over the back of the sofa in front of us. I whimpered and squirmed as he untied and removed my dress’s waist ribbon before moving the skirt up to slap my ass hard.

Without pause, he pulled that pretty little dress the rest of the way up over my head, leaving me in just my bra, thong, and strappy heels. As he held my arms tightly, he bound my hands behind me using my own dress’s waist tie. We were barely 4 steps from the door and I was already fully subdued and almost naked. Helpless.

Satisfied, he shoved me over the back onto the seat of the sofa and walked around. I started wriggling to get away from him as he closed back in, but between my bound hands and strappy heels, he had no difficulty grabbing me by my hair and dragging me to my knees in front of him.

When he got his cock out, I couldn’t stop looking at it. The knowledge that my holes were definitely going to be roughly fucked with that big cock…soon…my brain started shutting down even more of its higher-order thought capabilities.

He told me to open my mouth; I pleaded no and refused. He slapped me across the face and told me to open my mouth, whore. Fuck. I whimpered and complied. He fucked my mouth as he pleased, holding my hair to maneuver my head. He was in control; I didn’t resist.

He withdrew his cock and slapped my messy face before dragging me across the room by my hair and throwing me toward the bed. Cannot emphasize enough how rough he was or how much I loved it.

With my body bent over the bed, he ripped off my thong and groped my cunt, growling that he knew I’d be wet. I pleaded with him, of course. No, please, I’m not a slut, please no. He laughed callously; he didn’t believe me. With his body weight on top of mine and pushing me down into the bed, he thrust his cock into me and I couldn’t even attempt to hide my moan.

~The sequence of events after this point is a pretty blurry. I was enjoying myself far too much for my brain to spare resources for that kind of thing. Final highlights are all I’m providing here.~

• I was dragged around by my hair repeatedly and had a ton of fun being manhandled like that.
• He slapped my ass so much that his handprints only just fully faded as I’m writing this more than two weeks later. 
• My face was slapped plenty more times too; no bruises there, just satisfaction.
• He used my mouth enough that my throat was sore for 3 days afterward.
• As promised, he did use me as his cockwarmer later in the night. Mmmm.

Yes aftercare was lovely. All boundaries were thoroughly discussed beforehand and respected. Most enthusiastic consent I’ve ever had the opportunity to provide. Soft "yellow" (on G/Y/R scheme) safe motion used a couple times and respected every time. I did tell a trusted friend where I was, what I was doing, and checked in with her at predetermined times. Be safe out there.

Anyway. Will 10/10 be meeting up with this stranger from reddit again. Fuck.