He violates your ass. You feel dirty, disgusting but it' a feeling you have learnt to love. That inner whore in you...

He violates your ass. You feel dirty, disgusting but it' a feeling you have learnt to love. That inner whore in you craving it. Only he can give it to you. What you need, crave, desire.

His belt hurts. You're sobbing. But you want more. As he fingers you that inner darkness is released and you find that subspace you crave, like a drug. Hitting you hard and inducing euphoria. More, you need more. Your mind says "use me, break me, hurt me, harder."

You know what's next. That sting. That pain. He's never gentle. But you don't want gentle. You want to be treated like an object. A possession. His ownership. And you submit so willingly. Your escape from the day to day hell you live. The mundane. The boring.

Now suck that dick. It's going in your ass and you know it. Already wet in anticipation of your next punishment. He'll break you.

His dominance makes you feel more alive than any other time. You love being his, completely. Even if it is as his whore. His fucktoy.

That afternoon hotel meet up. He treats you like a whore. Spitting, slapping, treating you like dirt. You let him. You need it. You're worthless cunt that needs treating like this. A piece of trash. You're sore, hurting, aching. Thinking of an excuse to tell people. But wanting it again already.