Just another typical evening drowning a slut… (Real)

Lately Sir and i have not had much time for fun and kinky activities, we have been so busy trying to get His house finished. On Sunday, after a long hard day of working out in the sun, we came in ready to bath and eat. Both feeling quite tired and hungry. i couldn’t wait to get in the bath, and wash the creosote off me, i was looking a bit of a state, as i wasn’t wearing much, just shorts, top and bikini top, which meant I was filthy. i thought Sir was feeling sleepy too, but i was pretty wrong about that…

We had a little hug, whilst deciding what to do for dinner, our vanilla hug had started to turn into kisses, not the usual kisses, i mean the sort of kisses you have when you haven’t seen each other for a month, or you have just started seeing them. i could sense the urgency in Him, yes He wanted to fuck me, but that’s never all He does… i crumpled to the floor, as He punched me in the stomach, only to be quickly pulled back up by my hair.

He unzipped to force His cock down my throat, like i was some little fuck doll with no feelings. i hate having to pull back, but i didn’t have a choice, it was starting to get beyond gagging. Not wanting me to make a complete mess on the carpet, He dragged me along by my red locks to the toilet, and proceeded to torture my throat, every time i pulled away to throw up, He booted me hard in my ass until i returned, mouth open and ready to roll. i like to think i learn quickly, as i was getting quicker at getting back in time, as my butt was starting to get painful from all the kicks.

Tears were running down my face, my make up was completely smudged, and my hair a tangled mess. i managed to make myself look semi decent, so we could pop out to the supermarket and grab some food.

Having eaten a few cupcakes on the way back, i really shouldn’t of been surprised at what happened when we got in, Sir pounced on me, my clothes came off, all the time Sir was saying that i was a pig for going out looking like such a mess, and eating cupcakes, there wasn’t much i could do or say back, apart from lay there and take His hurtful comments, whilst He was pounding me hard on the floor.

Although next was harder to do… He told me to oink like a piggy, i turned away. He knows i don’t like this game, pulling my hair, and hitting me did the trick though, i started to oink, with my eyes shut, i couldn’t look at Him, i felt totally ashamed. “If you go out looking like a fucking pig, then I will fuck you like one!”

i had to squeal more, as He flipped me over, put my face into the bed, so He could fuck me harder from behind. my eye make up was going all over His clean sheets, (something i was worried about getting punished for later!).

After He had had enough, i was allowed to clean up in a nice hot bath, or so i thought. i was relaxing nicely and starting to unwind from all the painting earlier, and day dream about the hard fucks and treatment i had recently endured just moments ago.

Sir came in with a funny look in His eyes, i thought He was done with me for now, but i was wrong…. So so wrong…

He pushed my head down into the bath, i instantly started to panic, but His steel arms just held me in place, until He released, i could feel my body go completely tense. Turning on the tap, i thought He was topping me up with hot water, ahhh so sweet of Him, WRONG! Round 2 of drowning His little fuck toy was on the way, shoving down, and holding me still by my neck, i could feel the water rising up, unable to move, all i could think as it started to surround my face was, i don’t wanna die i don’t wanna die! i kept still, although looking back, i am not sure if i was still from him holding me, or perhaps i was paralysed with fear.

This game seemed to go on forever, but it was only later that i found out He had me the same height as the over flow, the water was never going to reach my nose! i was a bit pissed off when i found this out!

i tried to compose myself after His game was over, but i couldn’t help the tears that came tumbling down. It was at that moment, like so many others, that i realised just how much i love my Sir.

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