I love a good taboo role play. And I especially like it if bondage is involved. Perhaps you could call me a bondage whore. I love to be tied up and feel helpless. Recently I’ve been playing around on sites like Fet Life, sharing my fantasies with strangers.
Last night, I agreed to meet this man who just wanted a curvy woman to tie up. Since I fit that bill, I agreed to meet him. We’ve been chatting for a couple weeks, so I felt like I knew him well. But I was wrong. This man seemed a lot darker and demented than me. Maybe even worse than my own father.
His dark fantasies didn’t quite coincide with mine. He told me even extreme bondage felt too vanilla for him. Although he did tie me up, he did so to render me helpless, so he could sodomize me. And he did not just fuck my ass with his big cock. He also fucked me with everything he had in his house, including wine bottle, bottles of beer, a rolling pen, and even a fucking eggbeater up my ass. I did not sign up for that. But he had me tied up like a sack of potatoes and I couldn’t move.
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He slapped me and punched me. And he even pissed on me too. The more I cried and pleaded the worse he treated me. So, I quickly learned to shut the fuck up and try to endure the pain. But he fucked me for hours. The last thing he did before he let me go was double fist my ass. And I haven’t been able to sit or shit right since.
Perhaps, I should just feel lucky that he even let me go. I honestly thought this would turn into some sort of snuff fantasy. I got home eventually but my body looked battered, turning various shades of purple and blue. My asshole looked like the Grand Canyon. He tied me so tightly on my ankles and wrists that I have ligature marks. Perhaps I need to be more careful about who I share my darkest fantasies with.
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