Mark's Next Step: Part 4 - Sex Stories

Mark's Next Step: Part 4

... Marisa at the cafe with you, I saw you together a few times. She looked like a sexy number. What went wrong?"

Mark huffed a little and shrugged his shoulders.

"I bet you enjoyed fucking her," I continued, "but..."

"But what?" he said.

I moved towards him and pulled on his nipple clamps.

"But she wasn't tough enough for a bitch like you. You like to be slapped, don't you?"

I slapped him, hard.

"Answer me."

"Yes."

"Louder."

"Yes, I like to be slapped."

I slapped his face again and yanked on his clamps.

"On your knees, bitch, where you belong."

Mark knelt.

"Hands behind your back."

I fetched another scarf and bound his wrists behind him.

"I bet you didn't fuck her hard enough, Mark. Tell me, am I right?"

I slapped him again.

"I'm not sure," he meekly replied.

I slapped him again, spat on his face and moved my cock to his mouth.

"You want this, don't you, bitch?"

"Yes!"

"I'm gonna fuck your face and your ass again, don't worry, and more... But I want you to use your imagination now. I want you to imagine me showing you how to fuck your ex-slut, right here. I want you to imagine how I'd have her begging for my cock while you watch. Can you do that?"

Mark nodded.

"She's texted you about a thousand times -- I just checked your phone. And she texted me too. Maybe for starters the two of you could go down on me together? Or don't you want to share?"

"I'll do whatever you say, Robin."

"Good. Now bend over ...

... like a bitch in heat, face to the floor, legs spread far apart. I wanna take you from behind."

I shoved his panties aside and dribbled spit into the crack between his hairless butt cheeks, long strings of it, and shoved his chest downwards. Then I entered him, nice and slow and deep, taking my time. He began to moan. I slapped his butt and thrust my cock in, slowly, and out. The tip of my cock made a satisfying pop when I withdrew, and I plunged it in and started the process again. His ass felt good, it embraced me, and I told him what a sexy sissy bitch he was, just my type, and how lucky he had been to find me. I fucked my bitch for a good half-hour in this position, doggy-style, and then I lifted him up to a kneeling position by the hair of his head.

I moved in front of him.

"Lick my balls, smell them, taste them."

Mark flicked his tongue over them until I yanked his head back again and forced my cock into his mouth.

"Taste your ass, bitch, suck me all the way, I want to feel your throat."

And feel is throat I did. I knew when the head of my cock passed his uvula, and when it did I kept it there. Mark was salivating and slobbering over his chest. I pulled the chain between his clamped nipples as I thrust into his throat until I came. I actually cried out in pleasure and shivered as he continued to suck on my spent cock. Finally I withdrew, kissed him on the mouth, savoured my thick cum and the remnants of the ass-fucking I had given him, and drew Mark up to ...