My heart was pounding. My skin was tingling, and I hadn’t even left the car yet. It was hot inside and unbearably stuffy, but I was too nervous to leave. This was only going to be the second time that I’d met Shaun in person. The first was at party, hosted by a mutual friend of ours. He approached me after finding out about my bi-sexuality. Even as he walked over I knew he was a man that I wanted to…, no, needed to be used by. It may sound cliché, but he was the embodiment of “Tall, Dark and Handsome”, as if heaven didn’t manage to organise sending me Gerard Butler as I’d asked for and instead sent me the next best thing. I’d had a few too many to drink. When combined with my desperation to impress this gorgeous man I found that the majority of my inhibitions being left behind at the bar. I felt his eyes all over my body, they would waver away from my eyes and down on to my lips and it was driving me crazy. I returned the favour….maybe I stared a little lower than his lips. Okay it was a lot lower than his lips, but if I would’ve returned home that night without at least catching a glimpse of his member bulging underneath his Levi’s, I would’ve been upset with myself. “So, is there any chance I can buy you a drink? A Beer? Or maybe a mixer?” Oh my he was perfect. The cheeky grin, that accompanied his question, ensured that I wouldn’t be able to say no. Normally I’m not a fan of men who are attractive but are completely aware of it. This was different, this was confidence. “Erm….yeah sure, I’ll take a Budweiser…please.” I always worry that I come across as too effeminate. I’m not someone who acts effeminate, but my slender figure isn’t exactly the height of masculinity. My soft, pale skin and shoulder length brown hair also may not help the situation. This is why I chose to ask for the Beer, instead the flavoured Cider I would usually drink. Shaun let out a little chuckle as he turned towards the bar. My cheeks flushed with a reddish hue. “What!? What’s funny?”. “You are, you’re cute.” “Cute? What did I do? How did my attempt to seem a little more like one of the guys get me called cute?” “The way you had to add ‘please’ on at the end there, I just found it cute.” I’m panicking, I’m over thinking. I don’t want him to find me cute, I want him to find me hot. I want him to think about taking me home, pulling on my hair and massaging my prostate with his thick cock, not laying in front of the fire and stroking my hair while I purr in his lap. Although, that could work too I suppose. “Well I’m sorry that my parents raised me with the correct manners.” “It’s okay, I was just teasing you, don’t worry yourself about it.” He pulled two bottles from the bartender’s hands and handed him a note. He passed me one silently, leaning back to take a drink from his own. I couldn’t take my eyes away from the way his throat pulsated as he swallowed. Mmph. “Well, unless you’re trying to get me turned on.” What? My heart suddenly leapt into my throat, I didn’t expect him to be so forward about this. “What do you mean? How could that possibly turn you on?”. “Well, you’ve been checking me out all night.” Once again, blushing. “And don’t worry, I find you highly attractive.” Blushing so hard right now. “But if there’s one thing I like more than guys who are 5”10…5”11, with blue eyes and brown hair, great legs and an even better ass.” It’s official, nobody has ever blushed harder than this. “It’s guys who are submissive.” So this is where we are now, we had exchanged numbers and spoken for a while and today is finally the day that we will meet again. However it wasn’t a meeting of friendship, I wasn’t going to his house to eat pizza and play video games. He was going to fuck me. I open the door, the breeze feels nice against my skin. I remove my bag from the back seat and exit. I enter the driveway and approach the front door. He’s not in, just like we had planned. Tunalı escort The key was underneath the large stone next to the door and I let myself into the house. It was beautiful, open plan, modern. It was a place I was praying to god that I would be spending a lot of time in, but this wasn’t time to dwindle on thinking about the future. I had a job to do. I ascended the stairs and made my way into the bedroom. I turned on the light as the curtains were still closed and the king sized bed flashed into view. I had butterflies, I was going to get to pleasure Shaun on those sheets, and he was going to pleasure me. The cream covers and large pillows looked so enticing. I lay down on the bed and stared at the ceiling, before finally turning my attention to the bag that I had brought with me. This was where things started to get exciting. This is where my transformation from a regular guy into a submissive slut began. I emptied the bag on to the bed and the contents scattered. My ballgag, my blindfold, my lingerie, my handcuffs, my makeup, some lubrication and some condoms. Everything that he had asked me to bring. I let my jeans slide along my legs, bunching up around my ankles, revealing my ass. I was already wearing my lace trim panties that I had recently treated myself to from Victoria’s Secret. I know I said I wasn’t effeminate, but cross-dressing is an extreme guilty pleasure of mine. Seeing them enhanced the feeling of the way the soft black material hugged my bum and made me feel so incredibly sexy. I was shaking, I was so nervous, yet so excited. I sat down and placed my left foot into a nylon thigh high, sliding it along my smooth, shaved leg, doing the exact same with my right seconds later. I wrapped my corset around my torso after removing my shirt, the skeleton of the lingerie hugging my ribs. My hips looked so sexy in this corset, I was rock hard. I was so hard that it began to burn. I took the leather collar from the bed and placed it around my neck, leaving the lead unhooked for now. I applied my make-up, the lip gloss causing my lips to become sticky and moist. I then slid the ball gag into my mouth, feeling it in between my teeth. I hadn’t used it before, it was a little bit harder than I expected it to be, a little bit more uncomfortable than I had hope. This turned me on like nothing else. I wasn’t supposed to be comfortable or treated with care. I am only here to be fucked, to be used to be came on, and to pleasure Shaun. Looking at myself in the mirror, wrapped in slutty black lingerie, gagged and collared. I had never felt so slutty in my entire life. I always felt as though I was a guy with some standards, but right now I felt as though I could just walk out into the street and let every passing man fuck my holes and fill me with as much cum as they wanted. I hooked the leash onto my collar, turned off the light. With some awkward rolling around on the floor I managed to get my handcuffed wrists behind my back, and kneeled down in the darkness. I was instructed to wait here, like this, ready for Shaun as soon as he returned home. It wasn’t long until I heard the door open. I began salivating, like a dog waiting for his treat, I could feel the warm spit dripping down my chin, on to my legs. My erection throbbing hard. The bedroom door opened, the light came on. Shaun said nothing, nothing at all. Why isn’t he saying anything? I look up at him and immediately turn away, what if he doesn’t want the eye contact? I find myself blushing again. I look incredibly hot, slutty, and useable. I want to be used, I’m desperate to be used, and he isn’t saying a single word to me. I don’t think he has even looked at me. He takes off his shirt, revealing his toned body. Mmph, I need to be under that, I hope I get to be under that today. I want to press my chest against his chest and wrap my legs around those waists ulus escort bayan while he presses his tongue into my mouth. He removes his pants, this is it. This is it. He walks passed me without saying a single word and slides onto to sheets. He rest his head on the pillow and turns on the television. What’s that image? Why is there an image of his bedroom on the television? He’s video recording this isn’t he? “Stand up.” I stand immediately. He gets back up and paces over to me, methodically. He takes his hand and places on my cheek. My heart is about to fail, I want to tell him I love him and this is the second time we’ve ever met. I let out a whimper of pleasure. “Hah”. He moves his palm to the back of my head and grips a large handful of my hair. It hurts quite a lot. “In fact no, I want you to get back on your knees.” I kneel immediately. Completely unaware that I was about to be face first into his crotch, I descended and found myself millimeters away from his erection underneath the Calvin Klein’s he had on. Mmph, he smells so good, and he’s hard. He’s turned on, he finds me attractive. Suddenly there is a searing pain in my cheek and my head lurches to the left. My fringe covers my look of surprise. He has hit me. He has slapped me open palm, with quite a lot of force. “Now are you going to listen to me?” I was too busy admiring his cock, his smell, to even notice that he was talking to me. I find my head being yanked back into position with his hand in my hair once again. What’s going on? Why am I finding this so fucking hot? I let out another moan, this one sounds more like a mid fuck moan though. I hear it, the way it is muffled by the ball gag makes Shaun’s cock twitch with anticipation. “As I was saying. If at any point during this you want to stop, give me a thumbs down sign okay? It’s very important you remember this. I am going to fuck you, I am going to hit you, I am going to call you disrespectful names and do disrespectful things to you.” What have I gotten myself into? “But I want you to know that I mean none of this, it is merely sexual enjoyment. I think that you are gorgeous, sexy, smart, a pleasure to be around. I’m extremely glad that I’ve met you, and when this is done, I want to take you out for dinner and a drink, my treat.” This is all now definitely worth it. “It’s the last thing I can do for a gorgeous guy who turns himself into a little slut like this for me, you’ve even leashed yourself.” I knew he’d like that extra little touch. “So from now on, remember, thumbs down okay? If you wanna stop, thumbs down……good.” He lurched forward, I closed my eyes, flinching. I thought he was going to hit me again, I really wanted him to hit me again. Something was on my face, it was warm and wet. My face was coated in his spit, it was incredibly hot. I wanted to stand up and look in the mirror to see how much of I mess I looked, how slutty I looked. “That’s just to let you know where you stand from here on out okay?” Another slap, my left cheek was now stinging, it was warm. I could feel it throbbing. I still couldn’t understand why exactly I found this such a turn on, but the inches of my cock protruding from above my pants proved I was definitely hot for this. I felt the spit that remained on my cheeks sliding down on to my chin, then off on to the floor. I felt something else make contact with my cheeks. Shaun was kissing me. His lips pursed onto my skin, then my neck. I whimpered, I writhed as his tongue slid along my flesh. I was moaning into the ball gag, my teeth clamped onto the plastic hard and I continued to writhe as his hands explored my body. I wanted to take my hands from behind my back but I was still cuffed. I wanted to grab onto his member and force every inch down my throat and swallow his cum, but I was still gagged. My skin was on fire, I was sweating and breathing heavily, Escort yenimahalle we hadn’t even really started and I was already more turned on than I had ever been in my life. I don’t even know what came over me when I thought it was a good idea to lean my head in to try and kiss him. I still had my ball gag in, why was that something I thought was a good idea? I was so turned on I was losing my mind. “What do you think you’re doing?” My god, his green eyes and his five o’clock shadow were making my stomach do back flips. His strong jaw-line was making me want to be his little slut. “Mmmhmm.” I attempted to reply but instead just released more spit from inside my mouth, my tongue searched around behind my lips for somewhere to rest. “You want to kiss me? Is that it?” he questioned forcefully. I don’t know if I’m allowed to answer, will I be punished? Fuck it, I really want to be punished. “Mmmmm.” I moaned as I nodded my head. “Okay then. I’ll take this ball gag out, and I will let you kiss me. You’ve just misbehaved, but I think because you went to the extra effort to turn up looking like an expensive whore, you deserve a treat.” Oh god, my heart is pounding again, I want to tell him to shut up and kiss me already. I want his spit in my mouth, I want him to slide his tongue along me. “But it’s going to cost you afterwards, okay?.” “Mhhhm, mmmphm, mmmm!” Yes, anything. Just please let me kiss you. “Alright then, you said it.” He unbuckled the ball gag from around my face. My jaw rested back into its normal position. I’d lost a large amount of the lip gloss on the ball itself, that and the fact that I had been secreting spit from in-between my lips the entire time. “Oh my god Shaun you are so fucking hot.” I couldn’t contain myself. This was a completely surreal situation. Here I was, a normal guy who plays sports and hangs out and socialises with normal people, on my knees in lingerie made to feel like Shaun’s personal sex toy. He pulled me by my collar to a standing position and then fell back onto the bed. He pulled my leash so I fell on top of him, I spread my legs above his abs, I could feel his throbbing cock pressing against my ass through his briefs and my panties. My arms were still handcuffed behind my back but it didn’t stop me from leaning forward and pressing my lips against his. It was sloppy and messy, our tongues danced in each other’s mouths. We found ourselves breathing heavily, I moaned into his lips. His hands caressed my ass, he was so much broader than I thought he was, in this position I truly felt quite small in comparison to him. I grinding my ass into his member and he inhaled sharply with the pleasure it caused. Upon this I felt my hair being pulled once again, my face was yanked sharply away from his. My face was still covered in spit, my lips were drenched in drool. Some of it dripped onto Shaun’s lip, he licked it off and gave me an evil grin. “Now for your punishment.” I was visibly excited; the pre cum leaking from my cock had caused a wet patch in my panties. He bit my shoulder hard. “Aaaaaahhhhhmmmmpphhhh, fuck Shaun. Ohhhhmmmm.” I scrunched my face into a ball hard to try and contain how painful it was. He pushed me to one side and arose from the bed. What? He better not be leaving, I need his cock inside me. I haven’t even seen his cock yet, this can’t be it. He removed his boxers. Revealing 7 and a half inches of throbbing, uncut, smooth, erect cock. My mouth was watering. He came back to where I was laying and un-cuffed me with key he’d just picked up. “Lie on your back, with your head dangling off the side of the bed.” I slid into position. “Like this Shaun?” “Good boy, I’m guessing you already know where this is going then?” I knew exactly what he was going to do to me. I was about to let him fuck my throat. Luckily for me this is something I had done before; my gag reflex is almost non-existent. My ex used to say that my svelte figure and lack of gag reflex made me, “The Perfect Bottom.” but I always thought that was just code for, “If I compliment you, I’m expecting you to let me cum directly into your throat.” “Yes Shaun.” I didn’t even register that I was ending each of my sentences with his name.