BDSM, sex dominant (r18)
He was a man after all!
Washington DC.
Stephen turned uncomfortably on the couch. He had decided to take a day off from work.
The problem was..
He was fucking hard! Yeah, he was damn aroused and needed to urgently fuck someone.
Ever since he saw Quinn, he had abandoned his previous lifestyle. He stopped being a playboy and decided to pursue her instead.
In fact, for the past few months, he had been living like a monk... The abstinence was killing him.
He needed a hot fuck and yes urgently too...
He whipped out his phone and dialed his assistant's number.
"Hello, send a lady to my house now. She has to be fully endowed." He hung up.
Quinn...
'Look at what you are doing to me.'
He headed to his bathroom to take a cold shower. After few minutes, he came out.
His member was still hard; the shower didn't help at all.
Twenty minutes later, the doorbell rang.
That was fast...
He rushed downstairs and opened the door.
A beautiful and seductive lady smiled at him immediately he opened the door.
"Hi." Her voice was sensual.
"Come on in." He ushered her in with a husky voice.
She walked into the living room swaying her hips suggestively.
"So... Do you want it here or in your bedroom?" She questioned.
Stephen didn't respond. He had always been a lover of BDSM method of sex.
And he always frequented many BDSM houses. Since he had abstained for too long...
He needed it...
"The bedroom." He headed upstairs and she followed his lead. As they walked, she slowly undressed herself. By the time they arrived at the door of the bedroom, she was already stark naked.
Stephen was also impatient.
Immediately he pushed the door open, he dragged her inside and shut the door close.
"Lie on the bed and wait for me." He instructed and headed towards his walk in closet.
She obeyed and lay spread eagled on the bed.
He returned after few minutes with different kind of whips, a BDSM cuff, two candles and a piece of red clothing.
The lady widened her eyes in surprise. Was he a dominant?
"Are you a..." She opened her mouth to speak, when he interrupted her.
"Yes I am, or are you unwilling?" Stephen smirked wickedly.
The lady smiled.
"No, but I'll charge you higher." She calmly rested her back on the bed.
"Whatever you say. Now come with me to the bathroom." He headed to the bathroom half dressed.
She complied as usual and followed him.
Immediately he got in, he turned on the shower.
"Here, blindfold yourself." He handed her the piece of red clothing.
Smirking, she collected it and tightly blindfolded herself.
"What next?" She asked calmly.
"Turn around." His dominant nature surfaced and he was so much enjoying it.
She obeyed and he roughly bent her back. He hurriedly unbuckled his belt and roughly impaled her with his shaft.
"So big..." She gasped.
"Big hunhh?.. " He began fucking her roughly as the water from the shower poured down on them.
She screamed in pleasure. He whipped her ass and she continued screaming...
....
They came out of the bathroom with the girl weakly staggering. She was still blindfolded.
He had fucked her so hard that her legs were shaking uncontrollably.
Stephen wasn't bothered; he needed to satiate his desires.
After all, he was paying her, wasn't he?
He pushed her roughly on the bed. "Go down on your knees." He growled.
She bent on her fours and he lit a candle. He placed it directly over her ass and she yelped.
He thrusted his fingers into her wet hole and began hand fucking her.
"Umm... Faster.." She moaned.
"Shut up! You are satisfying me; not the other way round. Don't tell me what to do!" He ordered fiercely.
She nodded helplessly; she could barely hear him.
The wax continued dripping on her ass till it finished.
He pulled out his fingers and turned her around.
"Suck it off." She took the three fingers into her mouth and licked it seductively.
After that, he cuffed her hands on the headboard and widened her legs.
She squirmed gently. He lit the second candle and placed it directly over her cunt.
She yelped in pain.
She hadn't engaged in this kind of sex but she couldn't tell him to stop.
She needed the money and...
She wanted to fuck him too.
The candle wax was soon exhausted. Stephen lowered himself over her and with a rough thrust, he was inside her.
She bit her lips to avoid screaming; he was fucking big!
"Moan, you fucking whore!" He slapped her face fiercely.
Her face turned to the other side due to the sheer force of it.
"Umm!! Fuck...!" She let out a scream.
Didn't he tell her not to moan just now?
Stephen pulled out and emptied his load on the sheets.
He couldn't afford getting a whore pregnant.
The lady lay weakly on the bed; her body was sore and her voice was cracked.
He had to pay her a lot of money!
He untied her blindfold and uncuffed her.
She tried closing her legs, but quickly opened them wide.
He had been merciless when fucking her just now!
Damn... Her whole body was in pain.
"Clean yourself and get out! My assistant will sort you out." He ordered as he headed to the bathroom.
She wanted to follow him but he glared at her,
"Are you out of your fucking mind?" He snarled.
"S... sorry. Go ahead." She went back and sat on the bed.
Why did he seemed different all of a sudden?
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Stephen scrubbed his body thoroughly as his mind wandered to Quinn. He felt like a cheat.
It was as if he was cheating on her, even though they weren't officially dating.
He could have been more patient... Now he felt filthy.
But..
Deep down, he knew he couldn't have been able to keep abstaining for long...
He was an ex playboy. No matter how hard he tried to avoid returning to his previous ways, there was still bound to be temptations.
He was after all a man! He needed to constantly have a hot fuck or two to keep himself sane.
But he still wished to make love to his beloved and not have sex with some random hoe.
The water rained down on him...
