I Love Being Sexually Degraded and Used by a Total Stranger
His instructions are short and demanding and they make my pussy gush with the idea that I would soon be submitting to his demands and orders in person.
Recently, I had come to terms with the fact that I got off on being used sexually. To be degraded and humiliated by a dominant man that only sought pleasure and had no concern for mine. After years of normal, vanilla relationships with men, I finally took a chance to act on my deepest desires that I had tried hard to keep hidden. At first, I was ashamed to have such depraved sexual thoughts, but eventually, after so many unfulfilling sexual encounters, I began to look more into those dark thoughts.
So now I find myself waiting nervously in my car, waiting for a man, whose name I do not know, to use me as his sex toy. It was at his instructions via an email exchange that I meet him in this parking lot. He also requested that I was to be wearing a tiny crop top with a flared mini skirt. No underwear was permitted, and he stated that I was to wear a pair of strappy, platform-style high heels. Sitting in the provocative outfit in my car, my knees bounce in anticipation and I can feel my sex already damp with arousal.
I jump in my seat when my phone vibrates to life with a text message. I had been expecting the message, as he requested my cell phone number in the email as well, but the sudden break in the silent car still startled me.
“I’m five minutes away. Get out of the car and wait for me outside.”
His instructions are short and demanding and they make my pussy gush with the idea that I would soon be submitting to his demands and orders in person. I swing open my door and step outside. Standing next to my car, I feel the crisp coolness of the night air on my exposed skin. The cold causes my nipples to perk up and press against the thin material of my top. Though I have the time to stay warm in my car, I choose to stand outside and bare the cold as it is his wish I do so.
After a shivering couple of minutes, the headlights of a large SUV illuminate the vacant lot as it pulls into it. I could not be sure that he is the man who had ordered me to meet him here as I know nothing about him but I take comfort that it is most likely him as the timing was right, and I haven’t noticed any other vehicles pass by since I had arrived.
He pulls alongside me and my parked car and rolls down the passenger side window.
“Get in,” he instructed down to me.
Without hesitation, I reach out and open the passenger side door, and get into his car. As I sit down on the cold leather seat, he rolls the window back up and I look over at the man I had never met before, and somehow I felt a reassuring familiarity upon looking at him. He, however, does not meet my gaze, he has instead focused out the front windshield as we have begun to move.
“Tonight, I am going to make your wants and needs come true slut,” he said.
“Please,” I could only reply.
Once we pulled out of the parking lot, he took my hand and placed it on the crotch of his pants, I could feel his girth and desperately wanted more.
“You know what to do slut,” he simply said with a smile on his face.
Without a moment of pause, I leaned over to his lap and unfastened his jeans, freeing the snake. Within a matter of seconds, I do as I am told and lean over to take his stiffness into my mouth. The moment his organ touches my lips, I give up any sense of my normal vanilla life and allow myself to fall into the deep pool of sexual depravity that I longed to enjoy.
Taking more of his length into my mouth I think that I might be able to control the pace for the moment as his attention is on driving, but when his right-hand grips my hair I know instantly that it will not be the case. He begins to grip my hair to force my mouth up and down on his engorged pole.
Within a matter of moments, I am gagging and coating his shaft with sticky saliva as he mercifully pumps my skull up and down his cock. Through the rough oral fucking, I have no way of knowing where we were going. My vision is filled with the sight of his cock and was quickly becoming blurred with tears building up in my eyes.
Though it was rough, and humiliating to be used in such a manner, I gave no sign of protest as I reveled in the treatment. I wanted to give myself over to this stranger; to allow him to use me for his pleasure and to do so in any manner that he deemed necessary to achieve it.
Suddenly, he let go of my head and I felt his other hand grab ahold of my ass and squeeze my cheek through the skirt. Then it transitioned to pulling my skirt up to expose my naked ass and probe my holes. I moaned around his shaft as his finger sunk into my wet cunt, and again when he paired it with another.
After a couple of seconds of finger fucking my cunt, he withdrew both of his thick fingers, eliciting a disappointing groan from me, but that groan quickly turned into a pleasurable one as I felt the pressure of his digits against my asshole. The coating of my arousal allowed him to easily slip his way into my ass all while I continued to take more of his length into my mouth.
I was enjoying the experience of having his large cock in my mouth and the pleasure of his thick fingers probing my holes, but soon I felt the car come to a stop. Though I was curious about where we were, I did not dare remove my mouth from his manhood to ask or look, so I just kept right on doing my slutty duty. Eventually, he did pull his fingers from my ass and push my head up and off of his pole. I looked at him quizzically and waited for him to speak.
“Wait here,” he said as he put his cock back into his pants.
He stepped out of his black SUV and opened the backdoor, retrieving a bag while I just stare in confusion and wait to be told what to do.
“Out,” he suddenly barked.
Quickly complying, I turn to open my door and then race around the car and stand before him.
“Take your slutty top off,” he sternly ordered.
Of course, I did as he wished, and was soon standing topless outside his car, in what seemed like a secluded area of a park. My brain is racing through the endless possibilities of what he may use me for as I wait for his next command. I can practically feel the buzz of energy that is running through my body from my arousal and nerves.
“Now turn,” he commanded and I immediately obeyed, turning my back to him and facing his car.
After hearing the bag being unzipped, I soon feel a metal cuff being attached to my left wrist. Once it is clasped on, my left arm is tugged behind me along with my right arm, and the matching metal cuff is secured to my right wrist. My hands are locked behind me and my level of vulnerability shoots up further.
It wasn’t just that I was out in the middle of nowhere, with a man I did not know, which I intended on allowing to use me for his sexual pleasure, but now I was handcuffed in a manner that prevented me from using my hands in any traditional sense; my pussy responds with a flood of arousal.
“Knees,” he said and walks around to stand in front of me.
With only a point to his crotch, I knew what I was expected to do. I dropped to my knees in front of him, feeling the rough gravel dig into my bare knees. With his cock already out, I quickly pounced on it with my mouth. Within a matter of seconds, I had near half his length in my mouth and was pushing for more.
Initially, he allowed me to do my thing at my own pace, so I happily bobbed up and down on his pole savoring it like a child eating an ice cream treat. Occasionally I pulled my mouth off to lick his pole from top to bottom, and then stuff it back into my mouth and throat to see how much I could take. My knees ached from the hard surface, but my pain was the furthest thing from my mind, as my only focus at that moment was his pleasure.
After a few minutes, he grabbed ahold of my head and began to pull me, and hold me on his massive unit. At first, it was just brief moments of pressure, holding me still and pushing me to go deeper, but as time passed his hold started to become forceful. He started to pull my head onto him to the point that I was nearly swallowing his entire length, and then hold me there until I gagged or choked. He would then let off a bit to allow me to steady myself, but would soon repeat the process all over again.
The brutal and disgraceful act continues for a few minutes before he abruptly pulls his saliva-coated cock away and lifts me back to my feet by my hair. Back on my feet, I focus on regaining my breath and try to focus my eyes that have filled with tears from the rough facefucking I received. He grabs my left arm and I have to shuffle my feet in my high heels as he begins to pull me around to the back of his car. He opens the tailgate and bends me over at the waist, with my head inside the back of the trunk.
I felt him tug at my skirt, and yank it down to my feet. He kicked at my ankles and I stepped out of it. His hand crashed down on my exposed ass, stinging my right cheek with a firm slap. He gave my left cheek a similar smack before roughly pulling both apart to reveal my leaking wet pussy and pucked rear hole.
“You want me to fuck you, slut?”
“Yes, fuck me!” I moaned.
“Beg for it then.”
“I need you to fuck me with your huge cock! Please! I need it! Please!” I responded promptly and appropriately.
In an instant, his engorge cock presses easily into my slit and I take it to the hilt, causing me to moan out loud into the night. He holds himself completely embedded inside of me to lean in and speak directly into my ear and uses his fist to pull my head back to meet his words.
“This is the only time my cock will be in your cunt, tonight. I just wanted you to feel what it could be like so that while I take your ass, you will think about this feeling.”
With his fist still wrapped in my hair, he pulls out of my sex and I feel a gob of spit splatter into the crack of my ass. His other hand smears slick saliva on the entrance of my hole, and then his cock presents itself at the opening. His thick saliva is more than enough to lubricate my asshole and he pushes his way into my rectum. A pain-filled groan escapes my lips as I feel like my tight hole is being ripped open.
His cock is halfway in when he again drops another dribble of spit into my crack, coating his intruding member and again I groan aloud as he presses the rest of his cock into the depths of my ass.
His hand takes ahold of the metal chain connecting the two cuffs and, with his new grip, he starts drilling my tender ass and though it is painful, I begin to enjoy it. While pistoning in and out of my asshole, I feel his spit once again splash into the crack of my ass. The slick spit trails its way toward his punishing rod, granting my hole a reprieve of limited lubrication. The added slickness does the trick of pushing him over the edge, as his pace stumbles and I can hear him begin to groan.
With a final and forceful shove, he buries his cock completely inside my rectal canal. I can tell he is emptying himself inside of me, and though I am left wanting, a smile forms on my face. This type of treatment is why I contacted him and he delivers exactly what I wanted.
After a minute of silence, he slides himself out of my abused hole, leaving it dilated. The silence is interrupted as I hear him refasten his pants, and then hock a wad of spit which I felt this time blast into my gaping asshole. Not sure what to do, I remain bent over the barricade and wait for further instructions.
“Well slut, I think that just about ticks off everything off your wants list. I stretched your ass open and I used you as my cum bucket.”
He grabbed my thighs and put my spent body in the trunk, shuts the tailgate behind me then enters his truck, starts it, and drives away with me naked and bound, retrained in the back of his SUV, after using my body roughly for his pleasure. I should be afraid but all I feel is a longing to get myself off. He has given me just what I wanted again, and now I must bask in that fact.
After a couple of minutes, the car comes to a stop and I hear the man get out of the car. He opens the tailgate and uncuffs my hands, helps me get out of the car, and throws my purse on the ground.
“Call me if you want more,” he says and drives away in the night, leaving me naked next to my car, in the parking lot where we first met.
I grab my purse, open my car and quickly jump into the driver’s seat, bringing my now free hands to my sex and rubbing myself to a climax that my body ached to achieve. Instantly, I exploded with the sensation of a powerful orgasm, panting like an animal in heat. As I recovered from my orgasm, my brain already begins thinking about the next time.
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