[Fantasy- misgendering, cnc, breeding]

I was bored and horny so I decided to log back into grindr. Most of the people who messaged me were just faceless accounts who wanted me to suck their dick but I wanted someone who could be rough with me.

One guy greeted me with a photo of a pile of rope arranged on a bed, which was enough to get my attention. After a few minutes of back-and-forth it was clear that he knew what I wanted, and the thought of being tied up and manhandled was enough to make me wet.

When he opened the door I was struck by how much larger he was than me. His place was in a quiet rural area, and inside it was neatly kept. He was friendly, asking me if I wanted a beer and making conversation about work, college and my transition. I could see his eyes drifting to my crotch occasionally. I wondered if he was trying to visualise what was underneath.

He told me that he had done some renovations recently. He showed me the basement, which he had done up himself- it looked like a pretty standard man cave with a minibar, pool table and sprawling leather couch. I'm not going to lie, I was impressed by his handiwork.

"The boys come over here a lot to hang out," he told me.

"The place looks really cool. You must be good with your hands," I responded.

He beckoned for me to follow him to a door in the far corner of the basement. He took a key from his pocket and unlocked it. I was taken aback when I realised that it was some kind of sex dungeon. I'd never seen one in real life before. In constant to the other room, which boasted sleek wood panelling and matte black wallpaper, this room had concrete floors and brick walls which were adorned with an array of ropes, whips, masks, metal implements I didn't recognise and shelves with sex toys of varying sizes. This guy was a PERVERT. At this point I was too horny to think straight.

"Take off your clothes. Lie down on the bed. Face down, ass up."

I complied. I stripped quickly and got onto the bed, which was just a mattress with a cover, no pillows or blankets.

"We have to use a condom," I told him. "I have some in my bag upstairs."

"Would you be okay with using Plan B? I can pay for it, don't worry - you won't have to spend a cent."

I wasn't looking forward to explaining to a pharmacist why I, as a man, needed emergency contraceptives, but I didn't argue with him.

"Yeah, that works."

I felt his weight on the bed as he leaned over me and grabbed my hands to tie them together and secure them close to the headboard.

He moved off the bed again. I felt a finger brushing against my thigh, and then between my lips. "You're dripping."

I nodded.

"You're such a whore, aren't you?"

I nodded again. This was met with a hard slap to my ass cheeks. "Answer me."

"Yes."

"Yes, what? Tell me what you are."

"A whore. I'm- I'm a whore."

I heard him take something from the wall and braced myself for what was coming. He hit my ass with a loud SMACK with what felt like a thick wooden implement. I let out a gasp and felt his hand between my thighs again.

"That made you wet, didn't it? I knew you were a useless slut."

"Yes, it did. You're right, I'm a useless slut."

By the time we reached five or six blows it was starting to hurt badly. Another few and I could feel my ass becoming more sensitive and raw with every hit.

SMACK! This one made tears spring to my eyes as I yelled in pain.

"Please, please, can we take a break?"

"Yeah, no problem. I just need you to follow my orders. Repeat after me. I deserve to be punished."

"I deserve to be punished."

"My body was made to be used."

"My body was made to be used."

"I'm a stupid little girl who needs to learn her lesson."

"I'm a stupid- hey, what? I'm not-"

SMACK! He put all of his force behind the blow, making me scream out in pain.

"Say it." Another hit. "Let's do an easier one, maybe? I have a wet pussy that craves cock."

"I have a wet pussy that craves cock," I repeated, feeling disgusted with myself. I felt his hand caress my lower back.

"Good girl. Now let's try: I'm a stupid little girl who needs to learn her lesson."

I shook my head. SMACK! My ass was on fire now.

"Okay, okay!" I sobbed. "I'm a stupid little girl who needs to learn her lesson!"

I heard a zipper unzip. He knelt behind me. I felt him enter me. He was big and I couldn't stop myself from letting out a moan. He shoved my face down into the mattress as he fucked me, rough and hard, just like I'd wanted, calling me all sorts of dirty and degrading things as I writhed underneath him.

"You're a stupid whore who's going to be filled with my cum," he told me, his voice sharp and commanding. As he fucked me I couldn't move, couldn't speak back, all I could do was lie there and take it. "That's all you're good for, you're a fucking cum slut. You're a toy for me to play with. You have this pathetic dripping wet pussy and it needs to be filled up. You'll forget this delusion of being a man when I breed you full of my babies."

He came inside me with a groan. I stayed silent as I felt it dripping down my legs.

When I woke up I was tied to the bed in a spreadeagle position, my hands and legs secured far apart. At first I figured he just forgot about me and went upstairs to sleep. I waited a few minutes to see if he would come downstairs. After a while I started yelling.

When what felt like a few hours had gone by, I realised that he might not be planning on letting me go, and he probably wasn't going to buy me that Plan B. I had no way of escaping. I was fully naked, my hands and feet were well secured and I had no idea where my phone or clothes were.

I was consumed with my own thoughts. He came inside me. I wasn't on birth control. There was a low chance of me getting pregnant right now, but there was still a chance, and besides, how long was he planning on keeping me here? How many more times would he come inside me? I thought of my stomach swelling.

I heard voices from upstairs. Multiple voices. I could hear at least three sets of footsteps and the low voices of adult men. I realised with horror that the footsteps were heading downstairs.