The Local Flavour - Sex Stories

The Local Flavour

... ‘Come here.’ She tugs the leash and I move to get to my feet. The whip lashes painfully across my left ear. ‘No! On hands and knees. Like you’re my pet doggie. You’re not fit to walk upright like a man.’ She picks up her bag and drags me back towards the bed. I choke trying to keep up with her. ‘Hop onto the bed. On your hands and knees, your ass towards me.’ I stir to protest, but the whip cracks across my ass and I’m on the bed in the position stipulated. ‘Don’t you dare try anything funny. You ought to be grateful that I should be so kind to teach you how to fuck.’ I don’t quite see how she is going to teach me how to fuck while I am on my hands and knees, but I know better than to share my thoughts. She ties the leash to the bedpost and crouches down in front of her bag. She rummages through its contents for a while, then straightens up pulling out a strange contraption. It is a long skin-colored rubber penis attached to a pad with a number of black straps hanging from it. I can’t say I like where this is going. She places the pad under her belly over of the hairy patch above her cunt. She circles one of the straps around her waist and fastens it to the pad, the other strap goes between her legs and fastens with a click behind her back. She adjusts the straps and when she is satisfied the contraption is attached firmly to her body, she walks around the bed and climbs onto it from the other side, facing me. ‘Suck my cock, bitch.’ She waves the rubber dick in my face, then ...

... grabs my head from behind and taps my lips in a signal to open my mouth. When I do, she shoves it in all the way to the back of my throat. I gag, but manage to control myself. ‘Suck it good, slut. You don’t want me to dry-fuck you, believe me.’ She fucks my mouth with rapid jerks of her hips, holding my head in place with her hands. The bitterness of the rubber causes my saliva to flow freely. After a while, she withdraws her dick from my mouth and walks back around the bed until she is behind me. I feel her hands on my ass and my buttocks are spread apart roughly. My body is trembling beyond control and a frightened moan escapes from my lips. ‘Stop whining. I haven’t even started yet.’ I hear her clear her throat noisily and then a warm slimy substance slaps onto the top of my spread ass cleavage and seeps slowly down. I feel the tip of the rubber cock cool against my asshole, right in the middle. She circles my ass for a while and I realize she is spreading her phlegm around. The movement stops and the tip is again pressing down on my sphincter. I cringe. She slaps my ass with the palm of her hand. ‘Relax, bitch. It’ll really hurt if you don’t relax.’ Saying this, she pushes forward about an inch, then draws back again. I am almost crying, not believing this is actually happening to me. I have never been so humiliated. All I can think of is that I want to get out of here, but I dare not budge in fear of what she might do to me. She starts nudging my asshole, increasing the ...