Master Brett and Slave Mark (2) The Hidden Cave
As we both settled back and reflected on the afternoon, and especially the action in the cave, I was sexually excited, and full of expectation, as was going to happen next, Each time, I looked up I had visions of this god like character using and abusing me at his will, and more importantly, I was starting to come to the realisation that I liked being used.
I've always known that I had a submissive streak, and regularly found myself doing the bidding of someone else, I often found myself taking direction, following orders, even from those in a lower position at work, it just sort of felt natural to comply with what they wanted. There were times when I as even spoken down to. You know things like get that for me slave or bitch, but they always did it with a smile, so I always thought they were joking. But now, in the cave, I realised they were using me, just as this beautiful naked Adonis was using me, and of course making me beg for the pleasure. I knew it wasn't hell, because I enjoyed the feeling of submitting to this man, the way in which he took control, manipulated my body, and used my body. I barely knew this man and already I've blown him and he's forced me to blow my load over my food.
Sometime during the night, we both feel a sleep, I continued to think about what may happen the next day, but was convinced that I was not going to have too much say, in it. We both woke up about the same time, and we re-ignited the fire, made coffee and cooked up some toast. "Do you always sleep with the harness on" Brett asked, "not always, I just like the feeling I get from being bound tightly and of course it frees up my hands to do other things". "Do your cock and balls like being bound as well" I see the ropes encase your arse, pushing out your cheeks, making them look very inviting and exposed." "I guess I like that feeling as well." "And you did tell last night that you liked me playing with your arse, Didn't you?" "Yes" "YES WHAT "then I quickly remember what I called him last night, "Yes Master," he told me that was much better, and if I forgot again I would be punished.
" What else does my little cave man like, I know he likes to suck cock, have his arse played with and nipples pulled" with that he rose to his feet walked across to me and double twisted my nipples. "Tell me bitch, or I'll rip these orbs off your chest". The pain in my chest went straight to my cock, now it was standing rock hard. "Please Master, I'll tell you," , I have a high pain tolerance, I was spanked once, and the person couldn't hit me hard enough," and what else caveman? I love the taste of my own cum, after I masturbate I tend to lick up my sperm, I often fantasies about be tied up and fucked, until I'm legless."
"What an interesting little caveman, I think today is your lucky day ". From today you will do everything I say or command, is that clear?" " Yes Sir,.
As the blood rushed back to my nipples he dragged me over to the cave wall, and secured my hands to 2 of the support beams which ran along the wall. "I knew these ropes would come in handy", My two arms were spread eagled and my arse was facing him, Master Brett, rubbed my arse, then slowly slapped each one in turn, I could feel the heat slowly rising, in my butt, and it flowed onto my cock. "What did my caveman slave say about getting slapped? The person couldn't hit hard enough", let's see how we go, firstly he used his hands, then he moved onto a rolled up news paper. My arse was burning, and I knew it would be read and flushed. Master folded two strands of rope then flogged my poor arse, before moving onto his leather belt, by this time my arse was a scarlet colour, and tears were running down my face. "How's that hard enough for you bitch" "Yes Sir , Thank you". "now you said something about getting fucked",
Master Brett left me hanging whilst he finished his coffee, then return with lube and greased his now very stiff cock, "Do you want me to fuck you bitch" "Yes Sir" but he wasn't satisfied with that answer, "Sound like you mean it slut" "Do you want me to fuck you", Please Sir , please put your beautiful manly cock up my arse, and fuck me, I'm begging you" better he replied, as he nudged my hole greasing it as he played with the entrance, then he slowly pushed in , pressing me against the cave wall, crushing my stiff cock, Masters pulsating cock rammed all the way in until I felt his balls on the lower part of my now reddened cheeks, I moaned like a girl , squealed like a pig as I was man raped. Master Brett reached around and grabbed my nipples and twisted the orbs generating cries of pain.
"Who do you belong to bitch?, who's your master?, who get's to fuck and use you like a slut"? "YOU DO MASTER" I NEED TO BE CONTROLLED AND USED" I WANT TO BE YOUR SLUT" "please fuck me and make me cum". And that was all the incentive he needed, I could feel his body tremble, and his cock swell inside me, "are you ready to be my bitch" "YES SIR" with that he exploded, his giant horse cock erupted deep inside my butt. "Cum now bitch, blow your load all over the cave wall, do a bit of rock painting for me." Totally spent he withdrew his manly cock, wiped it on my arse, and slowly untied my hands. I fell to my knees exhausted, but Master Brett had other plans, and backed his arse up to my face, spread his cheeks, and told me to service his arse. I was beyond caring at the moment, and lust had truly taken over, My tongue edged its way in rimming his hole, and the more I poked in the more he pressed back, I could hear moans of delight and the vibration of his hand sliding along his massive shaft, pushing him towards another orgasm.
Master Brett moved away from my tongue and turned around, just in time to blow his load all over my face, he had no intention of blowing in my mouth, and he just wanted to mark his territory. "Your mine bitch, never forget who owns your caveman arse" leave my cum on your face until it dries", I responded with "YES SIR, Whatever you say, I belong to you".
And that's how this forest and cave adventure started, and only my new Master can tell you how it will end?????????....
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