7 Erotica Short Stories: Pleasures in Pain, Punishment, and Submission: (7 Story BDSM Anthology, Bare Bottom Spanking, Submissive Training, Domination and Submission, Domestic Discipline)

by Lexie Syrah

  When I woke up, I was laying on a towel and my husband was sleeping behind me with his arm wrapped protectively around me. I felt happy. I felt satisfied. I felt perfect. At this moment, the world was completely right, and I promised myself that I would be everything that my amazing husband ever wanted.

  I held my husband’s arm and snuggled up to him, rubbing my ass against his crotch.

  “I love you, Richard,” I said quietly to my sleeping husband.

  “I love you too Nadine. Go to sleep and tomorrow we’ll have some more fun,” he murmured to me in his half-asleep state.

  I smiled to myself and closed my eyes. My life would never be the same.

  Book Five

  Veronica’s Carnal Knowledge

  FIRST TIME BACK DOOR

  PAIN & SUBMISSION

  Book Five

  FIRST TIME BACK DOOR

  PAIN & SUBMISSION

  May 1, 2015

  I showed up about 30 minutes early trying to work up the nerve to go through with it. Was I willing to do this? Was I willing to become a whore?

  I was so sick of waiting for some man to come around, hoping that they would take care of me. I thought that using the internet would help me find a broader variety of men, and on one hand I guess it did but on the other, they were still all the same shmucks only wanting to fuck when it was convenient and never wanting anything deeper than, “Oh come on baby, just a blow job.”

  Are they serious? Though the last date was where I met Sir. I thought a man going by that name must have had some hippy righteous parents or was a man that thought way too highly of himself.

  Let’s face it, he was one of the hottest pieces of ass I had seen in a long time, and let’s be honest, if I ended up fucking these losers from the internet eight out of ten times anyhow, why not fuck one that would be nice to look back on as I fucked myself to sleep every night.

  As it turned out, hooking up with Sir may have been the best decision that I’ve made thus far in my less than mentionable life. I was deeply relieved to find out that Sir was just the name he went by online. I’m guessing that it was some attempt at weeding out certain women. When he first said his name was Michael, I knew that it totally fit him.

  “Yes, this was most certainly a Michael,” I told myself.

  I thought about the man that was going to set me free from my constant dependency. His eyes blazed with a distinctively masculine fire that set my cunt ablaze. My thoughts ran through the things he would do to me, the way he would hold me down and take his pleasure from me whether I wanted to give it to him or not. His strong hands were grasping me by the waist or by the throat as he stretched my pussy wide open with his massive cock. I couldn’t help getting wet as I fantasized about everything I would do to get him to take me like a bitch in heat. My mind started to get foggy as my hand reached down to my now throbbing cunt before I shook myself out of the daydream.

  Well, anyhow as I watched the clock in my tiny car, I looked around at this piece of shit clunker I’ve been driving for the last five years of my life, and I worked up the nerve I needed and decided that I was going to take care of myself and that I did not need a man to take care of me. Well, maybe not all of a man, just their perverted fantasies.

  As I adjusted the medium blue butt plug I shoved tightly into my ass before leaving my apartment, I remember telling myself I love to fuck anyway, why not let these perverted guys give me what I deserve anyhow? When I walked into the hotel, I made sure to go straight to the elevator and act like I’d been there like I belonged so as to not draw any attention to myself.

  I realize now that I must have failed because I could see the young man at the desk staring at me like I was the first piece of food he had seen in a month.

  “I must have chosen the right outfit for the occasion,” I said to myself.

  Teasing men has always made me so horny. I love the idea of them going back home and thinking about me while they stroke their cocks.

  I was told that the man waiting for me was wanting a traditional trashy whore. You know what I mean, platform heels that raised me up a good 5 inches—I have to admit it’s nice feeling like a tall girl, much better than my typical 5’2”-black fishnet stockings held up by a slutty, noticeably off-colored garter, I chose lime green for myself. I could not think of a trashier color. I just loved how the clamps on my garter belt dug into my thigh, reminding me of how slutty I was willing to be in order to not have to rely on some piece of shit man.

  As I walked through the lobby, I could feel the guests stare at my ass as the dark magenta mini-dress rode up ever so slightly, revealing the tops of my thigh-high fishnet stockings. I bought the mini-dress at a local boutique with some money that Michael had given me for my outfit. It was my first time going to any place as nice as the boutique, and I couldn’t wait to be able to spend more time there.

  I made sure to cake my makeup on, trying very hard to go with shades quite a bit darker than I would wear on a normal day. For my lips, I chose a deep burgundy wet lipstick and made sure to smudge a little bit on the black lip liner that I chose. It matched the extra heavy black eyeliner I chose. I didn’t like how heavy it was on my face, but the attention it was bringing me hope that more Johns would want this style.

  Even though I was told not to draw any extra attention to myself, it turned me on so much to get such a rise out of this young stranger as we slowly exchanged glances as I went on my way to the 10th floor where I would inevitably find my John for the night. Any other night, I would have definitely flirted with the young man to see where it would go, but I couldn’t be late.

  After I had got off the elevator, I proceeded to knock on the John’s door. My body was filled with fear and excitement. When he opened the door, I noticed his hard dick through his khaki slacks.

  I could tell he was definitely packing a cock that I would more than likely please myself with. When I walked in the door, I was nervous and didn’t know what I would say.

  When the door closed, I reached my sad little self-manicured hand to his chest slowly, forcibly running one finger down his oversized hairy gut. Watching the excitement in his eyes my mind ran through all of the horrible porn that I’d seen throughout my life and said, “Hey baby, are you ready for me tonight?”

  “I’ve been waiting all day,” I said as I purposefully pouted my lip.

  “I’ve been going crazy thinking about you. I was so excited that I had to play with myself just to get through the long wait. How does that make you feel baby? Have you been thinking about me too? Are you ready to give me everything I need, everything I desperately desire?”

  As he stumbled over himself, I can tell this must be his first time as well and I found it quite fitting. Hopefully, his hooker virginity would make him cum fast and hard. The money would be the same either way, after all.

  My cunt was soaking at this point. I couldn’t believe that I was doing this, that I was about to let this fat man fuck me any way he wanted. As he started to get grabby, I reminded him that he was forgetting to give me something extremely important.

  With a smile and a little nervousness, he handed me an envelope thicker than any envelope I’d ever seen. I quickly glanced through it seeing far more money than I could’ve hoped for in one week. I started to feel insanely filthy but at the same time I couldn’t help but love every minute of it.

  Once I set the money down he grabbed me by my wrist and pulled me towards him. He spun me around and bent me over with my hands on the desk just in front of the mirror.

  He pushed his body tightly against my ass and forcefully held me in place with his arm.

  The John grunted, “You’re a good little whore aren’t you? Are you ready to please my every desire? Are you ready to take my hot load?”

  I moaned, “Oh yes baby! I cannot wait to take your perfect cock in my throbbing pussy! I can’t wait to feel you use my body until you give me your hot load deep inside me.”

  He laughed and said, “Oh it’s not going in your
pussy, dirty slut,” as he jerked my ass towards his hard member.

  I could feel it through his khakis. It made my cunt throb with excitement and my juices started to run from my smooth pussy lips down my thighs, and at the same time, I was terrified of what he was going to do.

  I had never had anything other than a toy in my ass before, and it honestly never crossed my mind. Until now that is.

  He ripped my dress up towards my back, moaning with excitement when he saw my bare ass when he saw my lime green garter belt holding my fishnets up. He raised his hand and as fast as lightning, slammed it down on my bare ass.

  I gasped and let out a whimper, It hurt so much. I couldn’t have ever imagined this.

  Seeing it in porn or reading it in a story is completely different, then having it happen to me. He was so excited and roughly grabbed my hair pulling it hard as he grunted in satisfaction. My head was jerked up and I saw myself in the mirror, saw the man who was paying me to fulfill the dark fantasies that good girls would never allow.

  This was who I was now. I was the dirty whore that got turned on by having her body abused by a stranger.

  “This is what you want, isn’t it you little slut, you filthy dirty whore!”

  “Oh yes!”

  I shouted. “I love being your dirty whore!”

  I prayed that talking dirty to him would make him finish quicker.

  As his thick, rough hands came down harder and harder on my still virgin ass I pleaded with him, “Please, oh please, give me your hard cock,” in hopes that once he started fucking me he would no longer beat my ass.

  The pain he was inflicting on me had my body going through waves of confusion. My pussy was swelling, throbbing and in desperate need of a release, but my ass frantically begged for the pounding of his heavy hands to stop.

  He then got much louder, telling me roughly, “Oh I’ll love shoving my cock in your blistered red ass.”

  I realized then that there’s no point in asking him to go easy on my virgin ass, and start to feel a slight panic knowing now that this John, a John that I said I could handle, was going to give me so much more than I had anticipated.

  As he moaned in excitement at seeing the blue butt plug stretching my fresh little-unsullied ass, he tells me he’s ready to pound my ass like he knew that so many others had done before.

  He told me, “It’s okay. You can cry if you want to, scream if you need to because you, my pretty little whore, will be giving me everything I need. But don’t worry, if you take care of me the right way, I’ll make sure to take care of you once I’m done.”

  In just a matter of seconds, I felt him rip the butt plug from my ass and without pause, thrust his extremely thick dick right into my tight ass. Even though I was ready for it, even though I tried my best to hold my tongue, a scream ripped through my lips just as one of the hardest, most powerful orgasms burst from my body.

  I found myself screaming louder and louder, not only from the pain of him using my fresh ass but also from the confusion of all the pain and pleasure going through my body and mind. I found myself thrusting backwards as hard as I could, trying to give myself that feeling again.

  He started to pound me as deep as he could, he started beating me with his hands again. This time, even though my ass was raw, it felt different somehow. It felt like ecstasy every time his cock and hand slammed into my body at the same time.

  He started to moan in a way that I knew all too well. It was the sound of a man trying ever so hard to contain himself, to hold off just a little while longer even though he knows he has no chance. I began to feel his hot load shooting deep inside of my asshole.

  My ass is no longer virgin, no longer undiscovered territory. I could have never imagined feeling so used or having my ass taken in this way.

  The rush of pleasure radiating from my body were indescribable. As he starts to pull his completely satisfied prick from my asshole, his hot cum starts to flow out and down my thighs.

  All of these feelings going through me at once, the look on his face, and the words I barely noticed coming from his mouth are more than I can take as another orgasm starts coursing its way through my body causing me to fall to my knees.

  I barely notice him positioning himself in front of my face so that I can clean both of our juices from his cock. I take him in my mouth faster than a bullet is released from a gun, quickly swallowing down his amazing drenched member I loved the way his cum and my ass tasted.

  I started to finger myself rather roughly, trying to mimic the feelings he made me feel. I lost myself in the filth of the moment. He had treated me like the whore I was and I loved it. He beat me, fucked my virgin ass, and then made me suck the cum and ass juice off it. Later I would question why this had turned me on so much, but right then, I was in ecstasy.

  Still sucking his cock, harder and faster than I had ever sucked a cock before, his body started jerking. The poor guy’s cock was so sensitive that every little move was making him jump.

  He grasped my head in his hands and slowly pulled me from his cock. He told me that I was completely satisfying and was everything he was looking for but that he had to go.

  I couldn’t help but desperately want more. He had begun to put his pants back on when he grabbed his wallet and pulled out even more money. He handed me 200 bucks, saying he could not wait to call me again and that it was getting late. He had to hurry home or his wife would call his cell soon so that he would not forget that his hot dinner was waiting for him. As he was giving me his rather shitty goodbye, he did at least give my ass one last good smack before pulling my dress back down to cover all of my brand-new beauty marks.

  As I grabbed the envelope, stuffed so full already that it was nearly bursting at the seams with cash, I made damned sure to tell him that he had given me the best night of my life and that I could not wait for him to request me again. I could still feel his cum dripping from my sore ass and it only made my unused pussy feel far more desperate to be filled.

  With a sexy smile, I remembered the young man at the front desk ogling me, imagining himself fucking me, and I decided right then that everyone should do a little charity work now and again.

  The young man saw me getting off the elevator and looked nervously around when he noticed me walking his way. The hotel was surprisingly empty for 10 o’clock at night. When I made it to the desk, he slightly stuttered, “May I help you, ma’am? Is there anything I can do to accommodate you?”

  Feeling far more confident than I had ever felt in my entire life as well as far more desperate to be fucked. I leaned over the desk, took my hand and gently but firmly grabbed the hair at the nape of his neck, and told him, “The only thing that can help me right now is if you fuck me stupid. Do you think you could accommodate that?”

  His breath was so fast and his face turned pale. He nervously said, “I would be happy to help you with that. Please ma’am, right this way.”

  He grabbed his keys and quickly ran to the side door to allow him to get out from the back of his little workspace. He used his master key to open up one of the empty rooms right next to the office, quickly rushing me inside like he was scared someone would see. Once in the room, it was like he had no idea what to do, but his cock knew and it was most definitely ready. I roughly pushed him down on the bed, quickly releasing his long dick from his tight pants. His cock was very nice. Its girth nowhere near the size of the cock that I just had shooting its load in my ass, but its length was quite appetizing. I quickly climbed on top of him, working my cunt down on his smooth pole.

  The young man was groaning far louder than I, and I realized his cock, his beautiful cock, was just as new and fresh as my ass had been just moments earlier. The idea of taking this young man’s virginity thrilled me. I was already on the brink of an orgasm and knew that I’d better hurry up. A Fresh cock like this would never be able to hold back erupting in my juicy pussy for long. I started slamming myself onto him, fast and deep, oh so deep! As his virgin moans got faster and he
avier, my body started to quiver around him as my desperate needs were fulfilled, and almost in unison, he came deep inside my cunt.

  I felt completely satisfied knowing that cum would be leaking from both of my holes as I drove home. I worked my pussy off of his cock and he just about shot another load in my mouth as I showed him the polite way to clean a man. As he attempted to get my name, and attempting to give me praise, I simply walked out of the room, never saying more than the few words as I grabbed the nape of his neck.

  The entire way home, I could not believe the absolute whore that I had been. All the different emotions, sensations, and feelings that had gone through me in one single night was almost unbelievable. If it weren’t for the enormous amount of money that I had shoved into my bra, there’s no way I would believe that this was me, that this is now my new life, my new passion.