CHAPTER 2
This is really happening to me. I’m about to get fucked. I breathe out hard through my nose, my eyes fluttering open as I feel Grizz’s cock begin to stretch me out. I stare off at the wall, my heart in my throat as I try to calm down.
“That’s it. Be a good boy for me and relax,” Grizz grunts. His hold on me tightens as he shallowly rocks against me, his cock slipping deeper inch by inch. “Fucking hell, you’re so damn tight. Don’t fight it. Be a good boy and take my cock.”
Relax.
I need to relax or this is going to hurt. Still, I can’t fully manage it. My ass stings from the spankings and I feel that familiar burn of being invaded magnified by a hundred. Grizz’s cock is much bigger than his thumb or his fingers.
He’s huge. Extra long and thick as hell. Every inch of his massive cock feels like it’s too much to take, but he keeps pushing inside of me until he’s balls deep inside of me.
Grizz lets out a husky groan that erupts into a laugh. “There we go. Feel that dick inside you? Such a good boy, so goddamn good for me. Fuck yeah, that’s it.”
I don’t understand how he hasn’t split me open, but somehow my body stretches to not only accommodate him, but invite him inside. My erection hasn’t flagged. I’m still hard as hell and I’m desperate for what comes next.
“This is it, slut,” Grizz crows as he pats my hip. And pulls my hair. He turns my head so my cheek sticks against the wood of his desk. “I wanna see your face while you take your first fuck.”
I swallow around the gag, unable to say or do anything. I’m flushed with lust and shaking with arousal. I’m grateful to have the ball gag stuffed in my mouth and denying me any voice. I can’t even imagine what I’d be saying if I could speak right now, but part of me doesn’t want to know.
I like not having to talk.
It lets me pretend this is something that’s just happening to me rather than something I chose to do. I lose myself in that dark, dirty, and terrible fantasy as Grizz begins to fuck me for real.
He pulls all of the way out and then rams himself back. From tip to root in one powerful thrust. I cry out, moaning shamelessly as he begins to use me. This is it. There’s no more prep and no more warm-up.
I’m truly helpless now.
All I can do is lay there and take it. Take him.
I take Grizz’s cock over and over again as he fucks my hole, taking the virginity I offered up to him on a silver platter…even if my fucked up little brain is trying to pretend he’s stealing it from me.
That thought is just too hot to banish from my head.
I latched onto that terrible fantasy, enjoying the escape it grants me. I can pretend I don’t want it…even though we both know if I didn’t have this gag stuffed in my mouth I’d be begging him to fuck me.
I’m only in this helpless state because I can’t control myself. Because I wanted to come here and explore, to sate my curiosity and give into all those dark and dirty desire. There’s nobody to blame for losing my virginity like this.
I choose this. I wanted it this way.
At a kink club. Tied up. Bent over. Getting dicked down by a man that could have been my dad in another life and is practically a stranger in this one. I doubt Grizz is even his real name and he never even asked my name.
Not that I need one.
I’m nothing but a hole now.
“Fuck yeah, that’s it. Take it. Take it slut, take my cock.” Grizz grunts loud and he uses me, going fast and rough. I breathe out harshly through my nose and squeeze my eyes shut, thinking only about enduring but the harder he fucks me, the faster I begin to fall into pleasure.
It’s starting to feel good.
His cock is ramming into my prostate. The spit and lube and Grizz’s brutal breaking in on me has worked, I’m loosened up and my asshole has stretched out. His cock slides in and out of me with ease. There’s no more sharp burn. It’s nothing more than a faint ache.
There’s no pain or discomfort.
Only acceptance and lust and gaping need for more.
I moan through the gag, trying to call out Grizz’s name as he takes ownership of my ass and control over my pleasure.
He was right. I really am his bitch tonight.
All I can feel is this man’s cock in my ass. His deep grunts and the husky edge of his voice as he talks down to me and fills my ears with filthy words are the only things I can hear. I can only see the blackness behind my eyelids.
My cock is leaking precum wherever and my nipples are hard. I’m aroused by everything that’s happening to me and getting off on the way Grizz talks to me.
“Such a good boy for me. A good bitch. My perfect slut and obedience whore. Fuck, you might be the best hole I’ve had in years.”
He sinks in all the way and pulls all the way out. Grizz’s hands are all over me. He tugs my hair and pinches my nipples. And even spanks my ass again. I take it all and never stop crying out as he uses me, playing with me however he wants and touching my body how he pleases.
Grizz even spits on my face again. Just for the hell of it.
This is so degrading.
And that’s exactly what makes it fucking hot.
“You gonna come while I’m fucking you?” Grizz taunt. “Gonna come with nothing more than a dick in your ass like the needy thing and slutty bitch you are? Come on boy. Come on daddy’s cock.”
Daddy?
Oh, what the fuck. The moan I let out behind the gag is more obscene than any other sound I’ve made that night.
Grizz chuckles at me. “Yeah, you’re one kinky bitch. Wasn’t sure if you’d be into that, but I never should have doubted you. Not even for a second.”
He slows down, punctuating each of his words with a hard thrust. He’s pounding my prostate so roughly that I’m practically screaming around the gag. Drool pours down my chin and sweat drips down my neck. Even the corners of my eyes prick with unshed tears.
The problem isn’t that I hate this.
It’s that I love it too much.
“You’re not just a natural slut…you’re a forever boy too. Doesn’t matter how old you get, you’re never gonna graduate into being a man like me. You’ll never be a real man, you’re always gonna be a boy. That’s why you need me so bad, why you showed up here. You ain’t just looking to get topped and fucked. You need to get properly dominated, need someone to own your ass and look after you. Ain’t that right?”
I can’t answer him. Not really. All I can do is pop open my eyes to look at him. My cheek is still pressed to the desk as I look up at Grizz. His mouth curves into a knowing smirk and there’s a feral look in his eyes as he watches me.
I nod my head.
I’ve never wanted anything or anyone more. I want Grizz to ruin me and be my daddy tonight. Those two things should seem at odds with each other, but for some reason it feels like a perfect match.
I want to keep being his good boy, even if he’s being a bad daddy.
Grizz starts to spank me again as he fucks me, slapping my ass cheeks until they’re both a pretty shade of pink.
I tighten around him, his masculine groans harmonizing with my slutty moans.
I’m going to come.
He hasn’t touched me and I can’t touch myself. Not with my hands still bound. I’m going to come untouched. I’m going to come just from being fucked, just from having his cock pounding my prostate and hearing him call himself my daddy.
“Such a slut, what a whore. Letting your daddy do whatever he wants with you. You’ll take it any which way. Bet you’d love getting double-teamed at the same time, a fat cock in your sweet little ass and another cock in your mouth. Yeah, you’d love it. I see how much you like having your face stuffed with that gag. Imagine if it was a real cock fucking your face. Hell, you’d let me run a whole train on you, ain’t that right? Tie you up and leave all your holes open for public use.”
Fuck, oh, fuck.
The mental image of being railed by dozens of strange men should make me want to bleach my brain, but instead I lap up that wicked fantasy like I’m a thirsty man in a desert. My dick twitches and my balls ache, the pleasure welling up within me as I’m darkly degraded.
“Yeah, that’s it. Wouldn’t even need to hire you as an employee of the club. You’re all mine Better than a whore ‘cause you’d let me slut your holes out for free.”
Yeah, I’d let Grizz do that to me.
He can fuck me however he wants and let other men fuck me too.
Why not? I…I love being treated like this. It’s so wrong but it feels so natural.
Being fucked is the only thing I’m good for.
I can’t hide from that realization just like I can’t escape the ass pounding he’s giving me.
Grizz doesn’t stop dirty talking me. He continues to lash out with his tongue while he’s dicking me down.
“Come on, slut. Be a good boy for me. My good boy. Be good and come on daddy’s cock.”
I can’t hold back my orgasm anymore.
With a strangled gasp and muffled moan, I peak and spill all over the place. I unleash my hot seed all over Grizz’s desk and my own belly.
Grizz fucks me into the mess.
He grunts as loud as the bear he’s named after as he chases his pleasure. I lay there and take it, floating in submissive bliss as he uses my hole. With a few more hard, brutal thrusts he climaxes.
“Take it, bitch. Take my come in your virgin ass.”
Grizz pumps me full of his jizz. I feel the warm spread of it filling me up. He doesn’t pull out immediately, his thrusts turn shallow as he rides it out, making sure I take it down to the last drop.
There’s a quiet moment as Grizz steps back and grabs hold of my battered ass cheeks. He pulls them apart and lets out a pleased hum while observing his handiwork.
“Fuck, yeah. That’s it. I know what I’m gonna do with you. You’re too good to keep all to myself. I gotta share the goods. The whole club needs to know about you, good boy.”
It isn’t just a title anymore.
That’s my name.
I think we both thought he was just running his mouth before, a lusty fantasy paraded out in the heat of the moment, but in the cooling afterglow Grizz seems to have made up his mind as he looks at my fucked out hole.
It isn’t just dirty talk now. This is an action plan.
He’s going to share me.