This time I was doing a role play with one of my frequent clients. He begged and begged, until I agreed for him to dominate this time. I was sceptical, he always behaved like he was born to be a submissive, but I wouldn’t be a professional escort if I wasn’t good at role playing. We decided I’ll be called to the big boss’s office and ask for a punishment. I wasn’t a fan of being on the receiving end of BDSM type play, but he promised to be gentle. He left me keys at the hotel reception, which I easily picked up.
I quietly entered the penthouse complex and went to the living area.
“Hello, Boss,” I greeted him and bowed, “You promised to fuck me today… I need it.”
“Somebody’s naughty,” he chuckled.
“Then punish me, Boss,” I purred, coming closed and leaning on the table he was sitting at.
He stood up, looming over me and then quickly flipped me around and over the table. I soon felt cold air on my arse, as he ripped my skirt off. He smacked me a couple times, on both my buttocks. At first, I just giggled, he was being gentle on purpose, I wanted to see how far he could go. He caught on to my intentions and hit me harder, this time making me squirm. I whimpered and moved a little, when I couldn’t take any more slaps. Despite the role play still going on he understood that I had enough. My butt felt hot, I was sure it was all red.
I felt the tip of his cock in between my thighs and moaned. He pushed forward, stopping right at my entrance.
“You like it?” he asked, teasing me.
“Yes, Boss,” I breathed out, trying to move my hips that were immobilised by his strong hands.
“Tell me more,” he requested.
“Please, Boss, I need you to fuck my little cunt,” I begged.
He laughed shortly, before sliding his cock inside me.
He placed his left hand on my back, holding my hand together and pushing so hard it hurt a bit. Each of his thrusts was more powerful than another, I felt the hard surface painfully digging into my hip bones. He changed his position a bit, not standing more on my side. I wondered for a brief moment why, since he couldn’t fuck me as deep then, but soon I felt another slap on my arse. This is why I prefer to be the giving side in BDSM practices.
I was so hot and sweaty, as if I got hot flushes. The sweat glued him and me together, but neither of us minded the stickiness. He actually even leaned more forward. I wasn’t sure if I was already coming or not, it felt too good to be real. My whole crotch area seemed to be pulsating and sending shiver waves through my entire body. At the same time, I could barely feel my arse from pain. I wanted it to last forever, but also wanted it to stop. The time in between each wave got shorter, now I was close to an orgasm.
“I think I’m close,” I breathed out.
“Don’t you dare come before me,” my client growled.
He turned me around, making me tuck my hands under my swollen butt. Then, he harshly grabbed my boobs and went back to railing my pussy. His balls slapped my buttocks with each move, it was so swollen that even this hurt.
“Tell me you’re my whore,” he blurted out.
I didn’t like to be called a whore, I was a professional escort, that was much more than that. Although, in this particular role play, I was so worked up I didn’t care.
“I’m your dirty, little slut, Boss” I moaned.
“Only mine?” he continued, his fingers painfully digging into my breasts.
“Yes, only yours, Boss!” I whined, closing my eyes and jerking my hips up again, closer to him.
He really got into out BDSM play, and resumed fucking me with even more speed. I felt my pussy tightening on his cock, and I knew I won’t be able to stop myself from coming. Fortunately, my spasms helped him finish and soon he let me go breathing heavily.
I sat up, also breathless, and smiled at him.
“I like dominating,” he laughed, and added winking “The next time is your turn though.”
