I discovered the pleasure of raw words and domination

When I started talking to this guy, I didn't think the relationship would take an unexpected turn. He introduced me to the pleasure of dirty words and domination. He made me discover a pleasure that I had never considered trying.

One evening, feeling a bit sad about being single, I logged onto a dating site and met a guy who immediately caught my attention. He exuded a certain charm through his photos that made me want to get to know him better. He seemed very kind and immediately tried to strike up a conversation with me. He was very kind and knew how to flatter me to make me feel good. The conversation flowed well between us, and there was clearly an affinity that made me want to get closer. After several hours of conversation, the discussion started to take a more sexual turn. He started to desire me, and it was the same for me. He excited me simply with text messages. I was so hot that I felt my pussy getting wet every time I received a message from him. It was getting late, and I had a plane to catch early in the morning. I wanted to tell him that I needed to go to bed, but he begged me to stay with him and continue the conversation. He didn't want me to go to bed; he wanted to keep talking to me. The conversation was very sexual, and I loved it. He told me he had a little secret to confess. I was scared at first because I didn't want this budding complicity to be ruined. He explained that he loved talking with dirty words and that the domination of his partner was essential for him. When I read those words, my heart raced because I felt that I wanted to belong to him. I had never had this kind of practice with a man, but I was more than willing to let go with him and discover a new pleasure.

My dominant wants me to belong to him

I told him that I wanted to belong to him and that I was ready to do whatever he wanted. It was a strange feeling because, in the end, I didn't know this man, and I knew I wanted to be his. It's a very strong feeling that invaded my heart. It's something I had never felt before. I knew we were going to experience something intense when he asked me in a message if I wanted to become his slut. I replied without hesitation that he would have to mark his territory quickly if he wanted me to be completely his. The conversation never stopped, and I didn't sleep that night before catching my plane. He told me everything he wanted to do to me and that he was going to take down my little pussy, which would be only for him from now on. He made me want to come every time he told me I was going to be his little bitch. I found it so exciting to talk to a guy whose only goal was to take immense pleasure with me. Even though he spoke with strong words, I only wanted to meet him and feel totally at his disposal. I left to catch my plane, and he stayed talking to me until my plane took off. He said both sweet words and very hot words to keep me excited. I fell asleep on the plane and dreamed of him. It felt real. In my dream, I was in his bed, and he was pounding my pussy with cock thrusts that gave me pleasure with each movement. I was so excited when I woke up that I had to go to the bathroom to pleasure myself. I fingered myself for long minutes, imagining it was him putting his fingers in me. I needed him; it was becoming an obsession. I would have missed my plane to be by his side.

I knew that when I returned, I would want to meet him without delay. We spent the week heating each other up. During family meals, I would escape into my thoughts, imagining being with him. I don't know what was happening, but I only wanted to be in his company. This guy got into my head, and I couldn't do anything without thinking about him. In the evening, when I went to bed, he would ask me to always send him a sexy photo. I complied every time. I did everything he asked, and I loved being his little slut. Every time, he knew how to show me that my place was to serve him, and that's all I wanted. He asked me the last night to make a video where I fingered myself. I had never done that before, but I wanted to make that video for him. When I went to take a shower, I set up the camera and started fingering myself with one finger, then two, and finally with three fingers. I was eager for him to watch my video; I knew he would love it. It felt so good that I had two orgasms. It was rare for me to be able to make myself come alone, but with him, everything was easier. When I sent him the video, he told me I had to come to his place as soon as I returned. He was going to send a taxi to pick me up at the airport. He couldn't wait anymore; he wanted to be in his place, that is, in my pussy. I couldn't wait anymore either. I wanted this guy inside me. I only wanted that.

When I was settled in the plane, he sent me a last message telling me that I had to rest well because he was going to take down my pussy all night as soon as I arrived at his place. It was hard to find sleep in the plane thinking about this guy who was going to give me the pleasure I deserve. When I finally arrived, the taxi was there to pick me up. I was so happy to see that he hadn't made false promises. I had the nice surprise of seeing that, on top of that, he was there to welcome me. He had brought a bouquet of roses and was even more charming than in the photos. We sat in the back of the taxi, and he immediately slipped his fingers under my panties to caress my pussy. It felt good to know that I was finally there to serve him. He spent the whole ride caressing me and fingering me. I wanted him so badly that each of his movements gave me pleasure. We rushed to his place, and when he closed the door, he turned to kiss me passionately. He then lowered his pants, telling me he wanted me to suck him. His cock was delicious, and I could deepthroat him while looking him straight in the eyes. His gaze was hypnotic. I was already madly in love with this guy.

My master does me the honor of fucking me like a slut

It was only the first time I saw him, but I knew I wasn't going to drift away from him. He told me I was his slut and gave me little slaps if I didn't agree directly. I loved this feeling and didn't want to stop. After sucking him well, he grabbed me by the hair to take me to his room. I was so ready to get fucked that I was already moaning to show him I was ready to give myself to him. His cock was thick; I felt it when he entered me. He pushed it in with a sudden thrust. Even though it hurt a bit at the moment, I was satisfied to finally be in my place as his slut. He fucked me for over an hour and didn't stop when he came the first time. He told me I was his and that he was going to impregnate me well so that I would be completely his. After coming a second time, we fell asleep in each other's arms. There were as many intense moments as there were tender ones. This guy was perfect for me. We talked afterward, and he told me several times that he loved making love to me. He really wanted to see me again and spend more time with me.

We spent the evening fucking, and I felt that I was really his. Discovering domination and dirty words was a real revelation for me. This guy made me discover a pleasure that I love, and I will never thank him enough for doing it. I try to be always available as soon as he needs to unload in me. I even take more pleasure in satisfying him than in getting fucked. It's an incredible feeling. The last time, he tied me to the bed and fucked me for long minutes. He told me it was only the beginning and that his needs would intensify over time. I am ready to do whatever he wants. I like him so much that I don't want to stop, and I can't wait to see what he has in store for me next. He loves coming in my mouth often, and I, who usually didn't like that, find myself swallowing everything without leaving a drop. I am his slut, and when he told me, I shouldn't go against what I am. I am his bitch, and this status makes me feel good. This guy is perfect for me, and I won't stop satisfying him. Every woman should one day discover this pleasure and not limit themselves to more basic sexual practices because it really changes your life to let go and serve a man who loves sex as much as you do.