A Slut visits pt 8, a short story by DirtyGeezer. Date added: 2006-09-08. Times viewed: 11835.

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Intro: More very dirty master/slut fun (dom/slut/anal/watersports,rimming)

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I spent the following day in an air conditioned room listening to
someone in a suit go and on about their products, while all the time my
mind wondered back to my hotel room, imagining the dirty delights that
awaited me there. I so enjoyed my stolen time with my slut, pushing
both our boundaries, boundaries that would shock and disgust so called
'normal' people. Is anyone really normal? Or do we all have dirty
little secrets? Maybe only some of us dare unlock the Pandora's box of
our deepest desires, allowing them to break through when we find
someone with the key to help us?

All I know is that my slut had revealed a dark and nasty sexual power
within me, which is exactly the master she herself craved - someone
willing to use her totally, control, degrade, humiliate, and excite.
Giving me pleasure was her life in our sessions together - and giving
her pleasure was my reward to her being such a good slut.

So deep was my daydreaming I hardly noticed that my meeting was up, and
our host was packing up for the day. Quickly gathering my things I
left the building with far more a spring in my step than when I
entered, each step taking me closer to another night of raw pleasure.
Tonight we planned to meet in the hotel bar - our toys left up on the
hotel room we shared the night before.

Twenty minutes later, walking against the tide of faceless humanity that
is England's capital city at 5:30pm, I reached our hotel, grinning from
ear to ear like a silly schoolboy. Well why not, I could again relax
properly, first starting in the cocktail bar. Retrieving my key from
the reception, I let myself into our room, quickly taking a welcome
shower after the grubby sweaty time in the streets of London. Quickly
getting changed I left one little item in preparation of our night to
come - a fabric belt I had with me, which had 'soft' metal eyelets down
its length (not enough to cut.. but enough to add a little spice).
'That is something nice for later' I thought to myself, and headed down
to the luxurious bar.

I spent the next thirty minutes or so sipping cold beers, while playing
a game of people watching, enjoying some of the sights - pretty girls
showing off more than ample amounts of their carefully waxed legs.
More than pretty, but probably not near exciting enough when it came to
sex. How many would turn away disgusted at the acts my slut was more
than willing to enjoy? Their loss... refused to let completely go in
their controlled lives.

Realising I had a text message, I began to read, my slut was on her way,
about time I bought some wine for the two of us then! I chose a light
white Pinot Grigio, knowing that my slut had a delicate palette (ok,
she's a fussy eater!), and took it back to my table in the essential
ice bucket; essential in this hot weather anyway.

Just in time! My slut appeared while my attention was distracted,
pouring myself a generous glass of wine. A short hug in greeting, a
small peck on the cheek, hiding our naughtiness for the moment from
everyone around us. If only they knew! A married man and his personal
fuck toy meeting up for some very less than pure sex.

We started chatting about our day, drinking freely as we gossiped, and
as the wine flowed, so did my tongue. I ordered another bottle,
wanting us both more than relaxed before we headed back to the room,
using the opportunity to sit closer, letting our legs rub together, my
hand sliding down the small of her back, stroking her through the thin
material of her blouse. Maybe it was the touch, or the amount of wine,
but suddenly the small talk was over, and the main course began.

Leaning over so she could almost whisper in my ear, my slut looked into
my eyes with a mischievous grin; a look I knew meant she was getting
horny. "So then," she began, "are you going to fuck my arse tonight?"
she asked, her hand finding its way to within a few inches of my
suddenly interested cock. She's just such a fucking anal slut..

"You'll see," I teased, wanting her to squirm a little. "You're going
to drink down more of my cum before the nights out," I promised.
"Maybe I'll make you taste your arse on my cock, you know I need to see
you do that slut."

"Mmmm, and maybe you'll make me piss for you too, is that why you are
making me drink all this wine?" Damn she was good, turning me on so
much she knew I couldn't stay in the bar much longer, not where there
was now more fun to be had upstairs.

Downing the last glass of wine down in one, I nodded with a smile
towards the door, and we rushed out, heading to the small lift. I
couldn't wait for the doors to shut, just the two of us together again.
I pushed her hard against the steel wall of the lift, kissing her so
hard our teeth almost ground together, my chest pinning her to the
wall. Being only on the third floor, we broke away again almost
instantly; stealing those five seconds to ourselves, knowing so much
more was to come.

Entering the room I spied the belt I had left earlier, ready to be put
to use. We wasted no time, clothes near falling off us being left
discard on the floor. I grabbed the slut's hair, both wanting me to
take control now, time for the 'nice' world to be left outside, time
for the animal sex to start.

"Do you need a piss slut?" I demanded, rubbing my fingers over her
already sopping wet pussy.

"Yes master," she gasped, opening her legs so I could feel the heat of
her hungry cunt.

"Good, because I want to see you piss for me. Let me see you piss
yourself you fucking dirty whore."

She whimpered as I dragged her into the adjoining bathroom, telling her
to get into the bath. "Stand there with your leg up on the side of the
bath slut. That's it, now use your fingers, open yourself up for me.
God that's it, you look so fucking nasty like that, such a cheap
whore." I goaded her, humiliating her just how I know she loves it,
getting her hotter by the second. "Now do it slut, piss for your
master. Degrade yourself totally for me, piss!" I ordered, getting
drunk on both the wine and the power. She half closed her eyes,
muttering 'yes, yes' to herself, loving the feeling flowing through her
body as we both got carried away. I could see her straining, straining
to obey me, to force her body to do something so nasty, so dirty, just
for her master because it would please me.

I held my hand just below her open cunt, waiting to feel the hot golden
juices when she finally released, a physical sensation of our
relationship. "Do it slut, you fucking pig, piss for me now!" I barked
through gritted teeth, animal drive pushing me into a nastier
demeanour.

"Oh god!" she uttered, as the first slight stream started to flow. My
eyes were transfixed as I watched it turn into a torrent, her cunt
opening up to allow the flow. I pushed my fingers up, rubbing her
pussy as the piss covered my fingers, a stream they now could not stem.
It felt.. so hot.. so .. fucking nasty.

As I watched the last few drops leak from her cunt, I had another nasty
thought. So I took my piss covered hand, and rubbed it through her
hair, slicking back her locks with her own golden offering. I could
see the delight in her eyes, she so loves to hair her hair made wet and
messy; usually taboo, but to her a big turn on. "Open your mouth
slut. I need cleaning." I taunted, wanting to continue the limit
pushing. Obediently she opened wide, her tongue not even pausing to
lap at my salty fingers, tasting her own forbidden fluids, completing
her toilet training. Feeling a wave of sexual energy course through me
at her actions, sucking my fingers clean, I couldn't help but abuse
her; "You nasty fucking whore - look at you, sucking your own piss off
my fingers. You're just a nasty cum hungry animal aren't you slut?
You'd fuck anyone, anything for me, wouldn't you?" I demanded, gagging
her on my fingers, pushing them deep in her mouth, only pulling out to
hear her reply.

"Yes master, I'm your whore to use." She whispered back.

"Come with me then slut, get onto the bed." I ordered, directing her
onto her hands and knees.. pushing a couple of soft hotel pillows under
her hips, raising her arse invitingly to me. Grabbing her handcuffs, I
quickly made sure she was completely available to me, cuffing her hands
above her head, knowing we both got off on her being helpless before
me.

"As you are such a bad nasty slut, I'm going to punish you." I promised,
tracing my finger delicately down her back, making her arch her bum up
towards me, her scent filling my senses.

SLAP! My hand hit down hard on her soft, exposed flesh, her body
jumping at my slap. I spanked as I growled at her, spitting out
insults and filthy words. "You cum slut, you nasty fucking pig," SLAP,
"I'm going to fuck you raw, use all your holes for my pleasure," SLAP!

"Yes master. Yes. More.. please.. harder." She begged, pushing back
against my strikes, wanting more pain, more abuse.

I knew it was time to up the ante, so I broke off for a few seconds,
retrieving the belt I had readied earlier. I knew it would hurt, leave
her arse red even, but not break the skin... not this time anyway.
Teasing her I drew the fabric belt down her back, letting her know
something else was on my mind, another tool of sexual torture.

THWACK! I hit her hard across her arse, making her cry out, pain and
sexual bliss mixed together. "Oh fuck!" she cried out, loving the
feeling I sent through her body.

Again and again I hit home, each strike of the belt leaving an angry red
thick line across her pale white skin. Her body betrayed her cries, I
could see her writhing, rubbing her thighs together, trying to
stimulate her neglected clit, while the shocks of my beating thrilled
her body, filled her senses. I could imagine her eyes sparkling with
tears, tears of pain and ecstasy.

"Enough!" I called out, after spanking and beating her naked arse for
many minutes, the sweat forming on my chest from the effort. I could
hear her almost whimper in disappointment, her arse a red glowing sign
of her enjoyment, marked by her master. "Turn over slut, I have more
torture for you." I commanded, leaving her to try and turn over I went
to retrieve my next toys a candle and lighter, and her large purple
butt plug and lube.

She had made it onto her back, still blindfolded, still hands cuffed
tight, my sex toy to play with however I wished. So I didn't wait to
hold back. Realising I didn't have any ties to hold my sluts legs
apart for full access, I scanned the room for something suitable. 'Oh
yes' I thought to myself as I looked at the cheap wooden low table the
hotel had provided. Quickly I moved to pick it up, and carried it over
to the large double bed my slut was waiting patiently upon. I turned
the table over, and gently slid it under my sluts legs and bum, hooking
her legs either side of the widely space legs, forcing her to spread
her legs around them. I then took the butt plug and the lube,
squeezing out an over generous portion of the slippery gel I quickly
slavered the anal tool in a good slimy coating. "Open up slut," I
whispered, circling her tight puckered arsehole with the cold wet end
of the butt plug. I could see her shudder as she knew what was coming,
her lips silently pleading for me to violate her arse.

Twisting and pushing hard I easily forced the six inch butt plug into
her dirty hole, enjoying her moans of pleasure as I filled her back
passage. I made sure I forced every last inch inside her, knowing she
loved the feeling of being full there. Then the next part of my
naughty plan; I took the candle and lit it, the sound of me using the
lighter giving away my intentions. I could see the nasty slut brace
herself, not knowing when the first drip of burning wax would strike -
nor where I would let it drop. The silence, only broken by our
breathing, was pure sexual tension, the room already smelling of sweat
and her dripping fuck hole.

I watched the flame as it flickered in time with my breath, watching the
wax slowly melt, a drip forming, building... building... then falling,
falling down to splash silently upon her pink nipple. Her tense body
exploded, breath pulled from her in a gasp, the burning sensation
sending pain arching through her nervous system. "FUCK!" she screamed,
panting with the overwhelming sensations.

"Yes slut, you like the pain don't you," I laughed, watching drop after
drop now splatter her tits, each time eliciting a reaction from her
body. One breast then another I tormented, sometimes dripping
scorching wax on her nipples, sometimes on the soft white skin around
them.. dripping a trail between her sweating globes of flesh.

"Oh god master, no more," she pleaded, but I knew she wanted more, to be
pushed further. Our sessions were 'no limits', and I intended to
continue and stretch her. I carefully and slowly moved my hand down
her belly, dripping wax slowly over her as it moved towards her cunt,
seeing the almost panicked expression on her face, laughing at her.
"You scared slut?" I teased, bringing my face close to hers, sweat
dripping of my face onto hers. She shook her head, showing me she
wanted more, the fucking pain slut. I gripped her hair, yanking her
head back, and spat down hard in her face, mixing with her hair that
still half covered her face.

"Yesssss.." she hissed, loving the extra nasty abuse, egging me on.
Again and again I spat on her, in her hair, on her face, into her open
mouth, which I held open with rough probing fingers. I could tell
she'd almost forgotten the candle in her lust, but she was rudely
bought back to realisation when the first drop of wax hit her cunt,
causing her again to scream out, her whole body tensing in shock. I
laughed as I burned her cunt with wax, my free hand now slapping her
breast, slap after slap, left and right tit, harder and harder, leaving
red hand prints on her flesh. She was panting hard now, like a wounded
animal, body heaving, sweat and spit glistening on her skin. I knew
she was close, and could take no more.

I blew out the candle, and put it aside, using my hand to roughly rub
her cunt, alternately spitting on her clit and rubbing circles around
it, sometimes blowing lightly on her most sensitive spot to add a
cooling sensation to her burning ache. She was close, so close, so I
grabbed the butt plug and twisted, pushing and pulling, nearly pulling
it out fully, then ramming home, all the time I built up speed rubbing
her clit, spitting on her the whole time, calling her a whore, a
cumslut, urging her to cum.

My cock throbbed with excitement as I played her body, bringing her
closer, closer - getting more carried away, rougher in my own dirty
excitement. She bit her lip and I recognised the sign, her whole body
tensing.. her cunt and arsehole in spasm, stomach muscles clenching and
unclenching as her orgasm wracked her body, explosions of pure orgasm
almost making her pass out.

I gave her a minute to regain her composure a little, un-cuffing her
hands, letting the blood flow return, all the while I stroked my
burning hot cock, knowing I had only minutes before I too must cum. I
knew exactly what I wanted too... I wanted to cum and make her
continue her nasty descent. So I ripped the butt plug from her arse,
and while she still gaped obscenely, I stuffed my rock hard cock into
her so hot arse, now stretched and ready for me. I thrust several
times into her arse, making beg for more, but that wasn't my final
plan.. oh no. I pulled out early, cum still boiling in my balls, and
moved around the bed, dragging her head over the side of the bed,
tilting her face down so I could push my cock against her lips. For a
moment I could see her waver, but then she opened up wide, to take my
musky cock into her mouth, knowing that I wanted to see her do the
infamous 'atm' (arse to mouth) that only the dirtiest sluts will do.

I rammed my sweaty, hot, shit tasting cock into her mouth, pushing it
deep as I could, slapping her breasts as I did so, sending dry wax
flying. Her arms wrapped around me, hands going to my tight arse
cheeks, pulling me deeper to her, urging me to make her gag with my
cock. Again and again I held my cock fully inside her, her lips
against the root of my cock, her tongue lapping my balls, pushing
forward with my weight, feeling my swollen cock head enter her throat.
I held their, stopping her breathing for five.. ten seconds, then
pulled away, as she gagged, coughing up spit around my cock, the saliva
streaming down her upside down face. I grabbed her digital camera,
taking pictures of my cock sunk so deep in her face, obscene images to
enjoy later.

There was one last thing I wanted her to do for me; another dirty act
to bring her even further down her descent to ultimate slutdom. I
pulled my cock from her hungry mouth, and pushed forwards, rubbing my
balls over her face, making her lick and suck on them, sweaty and
hairy. I urged her on with dirty words, wanking my cock hard, pointing
it towards her breasts, pushing slowly forwards, bringing my arse
closer to her face.. rubbing my cock and balls all over her, almost
smothering her. I could feel my orgasm get closer, as I felt her
tongue get closer to my dirty nasty arse. "That's it slut, lick my
fucking arse out," I cried, now sitting on her face, writing as I felt
her tongue on my anus, sliding around it, tasting me, "that's it bitch,
that's it.. lick it, lick it," I gasped, feeling her tongue enter me,
sliding up, I came.. came so hard, cock in spasms, cum gushing out,
splattering her chest, coating her tits in my sticking seed.

"Oh god slut, that was amazing," I complimented her, our bodies now
entwined together, cum and sweat covering us both. "I wonder what
we'll do tomorrow night?".

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