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She lays on the bed.

Spreadeagled.

Restrained.

His hand reaches down between her legs, wiping slowly and deliberately through her juices.

His fingers gently trace along her well lubricated lips and engorged clit.

He slides his fingers into her dripping cunt, hearing her gasp.

He pulls his soaked fingers back out, ordering her to open her mouth.

She stares back at him with lust driven animalistic intention.

Mouth already open for his sweet delivered desert.

Secretly hoping he pushes his fingers back just far enough to make her gag.

He forces his fingers into her mouth, growling at her to taste her own juices.

She bites his fingers, knowing it will get a reaction.

His other hand grabs a fistful of hair, yanking her head back.

He forces his fingers deep into her, enjoying the sound of her gagging.

Enjoying the feeling of her fighting against the onslaught.

This is no longer her world.

She is now at his mercy.

Where she wants to be.

Where she needs to be.

Where she knows she belongs…

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His hand firmly gripping your throat.

His body weight pinning you down.

Your head thrown back as you feel him thrust deep within you.

The moans and whimpers that escape your tender lips as he fills you.

Stretches your tight little cunt, bringing your body to life.

That feeling you get as he looks into your eyes and growls the words

”Your cunt belongs to me now...”

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The need to manhandle you.

To force and manipulate your body.

To perform lewd and lucid acts of debauchery.

Beating your body black and blue.

Placing you on your hands and knees.

Hand around throat to control your body.

Other hand over your mouth to muffle the screams.

Fucking you intensely as I smash your cervix.

Sliding out and lining myself up against your asshole.

Smashing those ass cheeks.

As I plunge myself into your ass.

Owning your body.

Fucking your mind.

Consuming your soul…

Kiss her with passion unbridled.

Kiss her with such intensity.

That she forgets her own name and can only just manage to moan yours…

To submit to you, she doesn’t need you to bark orders at her.

For her to give herself to you, you don’t need to fuck her brutally.

For her to surrender, you don’t need to overpower her.

So many men think Domination is about physical strength and power.

About physical control and making her do things.

Think again.

She needs simple things.

A safe space where she can be herself.

A comfortable place where she can feel accepted.

Accepted for her past, her present and whatever her future discovery allows.

To feel freedom to experiment sexually, spiritually and emotionally.

She wants to feel her home in you, where she can learn to trust.

Where she can learn to trust others, but most importantly, learn to trust in herself and her choices.

Give her the gift of trust and everything else will occur naturally…

She wants to feel your passion. That fire within. The unforgiving fury withheld. The fight as you forcefully pin her down.

She wants your relentless lust. Your indecency, your lewd and lascivious treatment of her. The impact of your strength as she feels you filling her. Flesh on flesh. Outside and in.

Your tongue as it probes and explores her. Her open, greedy mouth ready for you, wanting and needy.

She wants to feel the urgency of your hunger as you take her. Feeling each thrust stretching her and pushing her limits.

To feel you explode inside of her. Feeling your cock expand as you flood her with the warmth of your cum as she whispers the words

”Cum inside me Daddy”

Hearing you respond as you growl the words

”Such a good fucking girl”

When the world becomes too much.

When the daily pressures come crashing in.

She turns to books.

Simple pages containing

Beautiful words

Inspiring hope

Spreading heartfelt emotions

That’s what allows her to breathe

To calm herself

To briefly disappear

From the world around her.

Sliding into the scene she pictures

Through reading his words.

His mind.

His thoughts.

His voice transforming her

Taking her to realms

She cannot reach herself.

Realms that she wants to permanently disappear into.

And never return...

She lay there spent.

He had taken her. Rough. Hard. Brutal.

Consent merely a formality.

He took that and delivered his flavour of darkness.

Twisting her body into positions she never knew possible.

Filling her in ways she had never before experienced.

Fucking her like his life depended on it.

She lay there spent.

Her cunt leaking from him and her combined.

Her body aching with pain drenched in sweetness.

Her lust appeased, her mind sated.

She lay there spent.

Her eyes closed, she still felt him on her body.

Still tasted him on her lips.

She began to drift off into sleep.

Enveloped in the safety of his huge embrace.

Memories of his savage use of her providing a blanket of warmth and security…

You were working back late. Only a handful of people left in the building. I decide to watch you for a while. You are professional in every way. Perfect conduct. Straight back as you sat on the chair typing. Posture of complete control.

We had innocently flirted over time, you dropping hints of wanting to be fucked hard at work. Subtle hints, but very fucking obvious. Normally dropped on me when you were working back late as you walk past my office, offering to get me a coffee, smiling and saying that we are the only ones left in the building.

This evening you do the same. Except this time drop in the hint about how you wish someone would come break in to the building and ravish you. The way you would be fucking turned on, but so scared. You offer me a coffee again. This time I nod and say yes.

You return with my coffee, but it’s not the coffee that I want anymore. It’s you. I reach out and grab a fistful of hair, dragging you down, face first onto my desk. I rip your skirt up, tearing your panties from you, spreading your cheeks. I spit onto your asshole to lube it.

I lean down and growl into your ear

”This is what you want, isn’t it you fucking little whore’

You whimper as two simple words escape your mouth

“Yes Sir”

I unzip, and place the head of my cock against your asshole, smearing my spit around, before forcing my cock into your ass, viciously ass fucking you. Out of the corner of my eye, I notice a female cleaner standing in the adjoining open space workspace, watching. She thinks she is hidden in the shadows of the doorway she stands in and can’t be seen, but I see her. She is touching herself as she watches me begin to use you.

I continue to fuck you and look around, directly into her eyes. The reaction on her face when she realises that she has been spotted is priceless. The looks of lust on her face, a mixed look of intrigue and filthy desire, getting turned on by the brutal scene unfolding in front of her, as she runs one hand over her breasts and the other hand rubs her greedy and needy little cunt.

I thrust harder and faster, savage and brutal, balls deep, over and over again. So fucking hard that the desk itself moves with every thrust into you. Every moan and groan is forced from you.

I lean forward and say

"You don’t deserve my cum inside you. I'm going to fucking cum all over your face, you filthy little fucking whore"

You feel my cock begin to expand inside your now burning ass, as my body prepares to unload my thick, sticky seed and you breathlessly reply with

"Yes Sir, please cover your filthy, slutty whore with your beautiful seed"

I pull out, force you to your knees and unload thick, hot streams of cum all over your face.

I look down at you, telling you about the cleaner watching us and order you to open your mouth. I force my cock into your mouth and order you to clean it. You greedily suck and lick my cock, your tongue cleaning me, as you feel your ass gaping from the fucking it just received and your cunt dripping at being used in a humiliating and degraded in front of a complete stranger.

You are embarrased beyond description, your cheeks burning brightly, but so turned on by this new feeling of humiliation and degradation that has been delivered to you.

I pull my spent cock from your greedy mouth, zip up and tell you to leave my office. That I will use you again when and where I fucking feel like it. You leave my office sexually unsatisfied, but content and happy knowing you have now become my fucking service whore, who will get her kink delivered to her again and again…

Her hunger for him was completely insatiable.

There was nothing she would refuse him.

Nothing she would not give to him.

She fell to her knees and begged for him to use her.

Begged for him to take her how, where and when he wanted.

He swept the hair from her face, his hand gripped her throat tighter and he slid his cock back into her greedy fucking mouth, listening to her gag again.

She looked up at him and her eyes locked onto his.

He could clearly see her lust, her need and her pleasure in those beautiful eyes.

He gave her what she needed, by taking her power from her as she willingly submitted her entire existence to him…