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A few years back, before the pandemic and my marriage, I had a dream to fulfill. I met someone in here (u/balanceddreams), from an older user account that I deleted after this encounter. I write everything with his acceptance and encouragement. And, before getting into it, I want to let you know that this took months of planning and I advise anyone to do the same. One other thing, English is not my native language and I don’t use it often, so get over my grammar.

We live in different countries so I had to fly to meet him. A long flight that made me go between doubting my decision and being a complete mess between my legs,  I masturbated twice during that three hours flight just to reset myself to some level of normalcy.

He booked an isolated house through Airbnb, about an hour and a half drive from the airport. We had a nice small talk and he managed to calm my nerves while everything started to feel ordinary. Soon, he stops at a gas station to refuel and, before starting the engine again, asks me if I am ready. I nod. I got speechless and wet with a few simple words. He asked me to put my hands behind the seat and tied them, he blindfolded me and put on my seatbelt.

I feel incredibly nervous. I am scared, I’m wet, and he knows that all. I can not talk. He’s starting to feel that he owns me fully and I won’t say a word to him. He reveals my tits, opens my legs, and touches me with one hand while continuing to talk about some casual stuff.

We arrive. He helped me get out of the car after removing the rope and the blindfold and welcomed me to the house with my tits still exposed. Once I take my shoes off and wash my hands, trying to pretend that nothing has just happened, he slapped my face so hard that I have tinnitus for some seconds. And then he does it again. And again. I close my face with my arms trying to stop this and he puts me on my knees pulling me down by my hair. Then he kicked me so hard that I just end up laying on the floor. He sits near me, takes my hair, spits on me, and continues to slap my face until I begin to cry.

He didn’t do anything too hard just yet and I am a sobbing and dripping mess already. He picked me up and we go to the basement. He undresses me, touching my entire body and calling me names. He put clamps on my sensitive nipples, pussy, clit, and my tongue. He said that he loves the way I look now with my saliva dripping down. I am fully exposed, sitting on the floor. He took some alcohol and made me drink it, he wanted me to lose control totally but I am already drunk with fear and desire so he ties me up.

Then the first spanking comes. Then he pulls a whip with long braids and uses it on my exposed tits and pussy with clamps on. I didn’t know that I might feel such pain but he continues to hit me all over my body and the clamps fly away, making it hurt much more. He knows how desperate I am, I could cum in half a minute already. He comes closer and allows me to hump on his shoe. I feel so humiliated but I can not help but rub my clit over it while he’s laughing, he likes how accessible I am. He untied me and made me lick his shoe clean while preparing his dick to get sucked. He made a rope with a running knot and place it over my throat, pulling it up but not letting me stand up or help myself. I just hang there on his hand while he slaps my face and spits on me. He tossed me to a wall so I hit it hard and he pulls me up and fucks my throat not letting me breathe enough so I cry and cough and make a whole mess. When he let my body go, I collapse on the floor. I lie there sobbing. He takes a hard leather belt and hit me again all over my body while I cry and tell him to stop. He puts me on my belly, steps on my throat, and continues beating my ass. I am shaking. When he checks my pussy, I cry again. I want him so much!

He takes a Tiger Balm (a minty cream with numerous itchy oils used to treat pain) and covers a big dildo with it. My pussy is very, very tight, and one can not put it inside immediately. But after a bit of fingerfucking he managed to do it. It hurts inside of me and he fucks me with this dildo and when I’m about to cum he takes it out and slaps my tits and my face.

Then, he just gets out. I’m lying on the floor. I’m crying, I’m scared, I’m horny. And he doesn’t come in 5 minutes. Nor in 10 minutes. I am afraid to move and then he appears laughing again. He put cuffs on me and dragged me to the other side of the room by my hair. He wanted a bit of peace and rest, so he took a glass of wine and some candles and starts to slowly cover my body with hot wax. He just enjoys the view. It is painful to have hot wax on a sore body but it is not that intense, so I just lie there quietly. He made me drink a glass of wine and hump his shoe again so I am very grateful.

Leading with the rope around my throat, he makes me go upstairs and out of the house. He took a bucket and told me to stay on my knees on the grass and the full bucket of cold water is poured on me. I make him laugh again. He put a lot of marks on my body now but it’s not enough. He made me stay on all fours, take an irrigation hose and spank my ass nearly to the blood. We are outside, so he reminds me that I must not cry and I try to be as quiet as efficient. The tears just drip down. He leaves me again and comes back with a nettle. He gently touched my pussy and my nipples with it, like it’d be a feather. It burns so much! I want to scream and fight him!

He fills the bucket again. He tossed me to it and dive my head underwater. He did it probably for 20, 30, 40 seconds… He pulls my head up when he sees bubbles. I am trying to take a breath but he does it again and again. When he pulled my head out for the last time I am totally out of breath and I don’t have any energy left. He just fucks my sore pussy and then cums on my face. I eat cum with gratitude but he remembers the denial and starts to torture my clit with pleasure stopping again and again and again when I am about to cum. When he gets another boner, he fucks me hard continuing to slap and beat my body and then let me cum all over his dick. I am shaking for more than a minute and he laughs about how I look.

I can not do anything. He picks me up and takes me inside the house, letting me have a nice nap cuddling with him. This was only our first session, but I never used my safe word for the entire time of my visit.

NSFW: yes

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