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This story is almost from 12-13 years back when I was still a college student. At the time I had a girlfriend who looked and acted innocent but in the darkness of the night, she was a closet dominatrix. She loved hitting and slapping me but what turned her the most was kicks to the balls. I also have a masochistic side and so I did like that treatment a lot.
At that age I was still a virgin but she was not. And because with me she could really explore her dominant side, we both had an unsaid agreement that there wasn’t going to be any sex in our relationship. We never talked about it but every night I was sleeping with my hands and feet tied to the bed. She used my mouth freely and I actually was able to bring her to orgasm quite regularly. On a few nights she did use a vibrator but made me clean up before we slept. This had become our routine. I was allowed to masturbate initially but soon she wanted to control that too. She put in rules and set up procedures. I needed to write an email to her about how horny I was and why I should be let to masturbate on the coming weekend. She loved reading those emails and denying them with “notes for clarification”. She even showed those emails to her close friends and they all had a good laugh on my behalf. It was an exciting time of my life because I also enjoyed that.
On a random Thursday this lifestyle was about to change. We were walking on campus after dinner discussing about something we had learnt in class earlier when her phone rang. She asked me to follow her as she needed some privacy. We walked for another 30 minutes while she talked; leading us towards our rented student flat. Once inside she told me that her ex boyfriend was going to visit the city on Saturday and he really wanted to hook up one last time. He was getting married soon and he wanted to talk to her and spend some intimate time with her before he would marry. This was the first time she talked about her exes. She told me that she had deeply loved this guy. I wanted more details so she went on about how much she liked sex with him and she still misses that physical part of that relationship. Then she asked me if she could go. She made it clear that she wasn’t planning anything physical but she just wanted to meet him one last time. I said that I would like to think about it and talk to her about it the next day. She agreed to it and we eventually went to bed.
I confess; knowking about her past sexual activity had turned me on a little too much. I spent the entire night thinking and imagining them in various sexual positions. Sleep came difficult to me that night but the next morning I woke her up with a cup of coffee. She was still groggy but I wanted to say what I needed to before I chickened out. I told her that thinking of her having sex with her ex turned me on. And because we hadn’t had sex yet, I felt she should have the choice to fuck him one last time, if she wanted to. While I spoke she took her time sipping on her coffee. There was a very long pause. She finally said, you like being a slave don’t you? I replied truthfully.
The date was set, she would spend the entire Saturday and Sunday with him. She wanted me to not be at home the entire weekend. She arranged a party with her frieds and their boys. She wanted me to be distracted. On Friday night we had another one of our femdom nights. She tied me up, dabbed lube on my face and rubbed herself on my face. But today was different. She was taking her time. She wanted to talk. She told me his dick was much bigger than mine; not only longer but also thrice as thick. She wasn’t interested in sex with me because of how puny my dick was but she couldn’t stop thinking about his dick. She wanted to drain his balls completely. She said she would not use any condoms and would take his seed in her. She wanted to fuck until her pussy was sore and her muscles ached. She was going to give him her ass. He always wanted it when they were dating but she never let him. She would let him fuck her ass mercilessly. I was honestly so turned on because of this confession. I was leaking precum like crazy. She brough herself to an orgasms and then just lay by my side and slept. I was naked, hard, dripping and tied up. I wish she’d atleast slap me so that my horniness abated.
The next day her ex arrived in a rented BMW. She greeted him at the door and invited him in. She introduced me as her roommate and proceeded to kiss him right there. He reciprocated and sqeezed her ass. The kiss was a long one. She looked at him and whispered “I want you now”. She lead her to the one bedroom we had and told him to undress. She turned back, looked at me and said “Aren’t you supposed to be at a party? Don’t snoop.” With that she closed the door and went to her sex party. I vould make out the sounds they were making. I heard clothes being torn away and passionate kissing. She moaned a lot with him. The bed was now creaking and the headboard made those rhythmic sounds. I stood there with a severely hard dick, listing to my girlfriend getting pounded by a man I just saw once.
I left for the party soon after and came back only on Monday morning. They weren’t home but I could see the carnage left behind. The bedsheet was torn and their torn clothes were strewn across the bedroom. The mattress was covered by a towel which had obviously been jizzed on. There were footprint marks in the entire house. They had been in the shower and then walked wet through the house. Did they fuck in the kitchen and what about the balcony? Did someone see them through the window? Did thr neighbours complain to the landlord? Well, I would have to wait until I saw her again.
I left the house as I had found it, took a bath and an asprin and walked to my 11 AM class. No doubt I’d be tied up, roughed up and then told exactly what happened over the weekend.
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