I like bondage phone sex games. When I first got into bondage it was pretty vanilla. I’d be bound and gagged, sometimes blindfolded for what I considered to be more psychological games. Think 9 1/2 Weeks. Maybe there would be some spanking or breast play. So when an old friend I met at a bondage club in the late 80s found me on Facebook and wanted to hook up, I assumed we would have some old fashioned bondage fun. I guess I am a dumb whore for assuming his kinks haven’t intensified over the years.
I let him restrain me. I was there on my living room floor, helpless like I was 2 decades ago. When he dragged me by my bound feet and started kicking me in the pussy, I knew he had evolved into a hardcore extreme bondage kind of guy. I just prayed snuff was not his thing. He ripped my panties off, forced me on all fours and inserted an anal hook in my ass. If he had just placed the hook in my ass, I would have been okay. I like ass play. I have always been an anal whore. What he did was torture. He dragged me around my house by the anal hook. It was in me so deep, I thought my ass would prolapse. He had me oink like a pig as he pissed all over the floor dragging me around like a red headed mop.
He even lifted me up in the air by the hook to force me to suck his cock. As I trembled and grimaced in pain, he pissed down my throat. His strength scared me, yet turned me on too. He was a different man now. Meaner, more dominate. By the time he was done using me as his anal rag doll, my ass was gaping open and pretty battered. I’m sitting on an ice pack as I tell my tale hoping someone will give my ass a bit of the hair of the dog that bit it. I am a glutton for punishment.
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