The Loop – part 1
The Loop – part 1
Sex Story Author: | Wanderwolf |
Sex Story Excerpt: | “Such a good boy you are. So willing to be my plaything.” She moves in front of me and lets |
Sex Story Category: | Anal |
Sex Story Tags: | Anal, Domination/submission, Fantasy, Female Domination, Hardcore, Male / Older Female, Oral Sex |
I popped up out of sleep and looked over at the clock. 6:53, fuck. That is the same time. Picking up my phone I check the day. May 12 again. Well, same all day again. I push myself up and sit on the edge of the bed. Seven minutes before Mrs. Tomas came knocking.
Getting to my feet, I head to the bathroom. Taking a quick leak and then brushing my teeth. Four minutes before it all starts again. See I have been stuck in some kind of loop. Think of Groundhogs Day but with a twist. That being this reality is all about pleasure. Pleasure for me and those around me. Nothing is off base it seems. There is stuff I will not cross a line but let’s say my comfort zone has been moved way past where it was.
Take Mrs. Tomas, the first day I got stuck in this loop I was surprised she came into my apartment. Being the landlady she had keys to all the apartments but just to let herself in. That first morning I didn’t know what was going on. My short thick landlady came in a long black leather jacket and a red mask resembling a cat. She told me it was my turn to serve and the strip. When I looked at her with confusion in my eyes she showed me the flogger in her right hand. I started to back away but she was on me. Hitting me over and over with the hard leather strands of the flogger, ordering me to strip. Can you picture a 5’-2” plump woman chasing down an athletic 6’-0” 32 year old man. She beat me until I was naked and on my knees.
Since then I was ready. I took my shirt, shorts and socks off. Standing in my living room just in my boxers. The lock clicked and the door opened. Mrs. Tomas stepped in. “Good morning, Alex. Glad to see you are awake,” she said, closing the door behind her. “It is time to serve me. Will you be a good or bad boy?”
I push my boxers down and let them fall to the floor. Stepping out of them I drop to my knees. “I will be a good boy, Mistress,” I responded, my eyes looking at the floor. We have done this dance so many times now. Sometimes I fight back, sometimes I completely flip the scene and have her worship me but for today this would be the easiest to get through.
Her heels click on the hardwood floor as she walks to me, circling me.
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