This story was added on April 18, 2017

You meet someone who totally turns your sexual world upside down and in the process teaches you things about yourself that you may not have known.

Good/bad, pain/pleasure, dominance/submission, desire/repulsion the feelings and sensations while distinct nonetheless meld and become almost indistinguishable one from the other on an emotional and sexual level. This story includes elements of anal loving, physical dominance, sexual violence, emotional submission, rough sex and reluctance.

I am male this story is a fantasy of mine, written as a female, and perhaps what I would like to do.

This is the continuation of part 1:-

When he left, I was relieved and foolishly assumed that the relationship was finally over. I felt sad in a way, I mean, after all, he was loving, affectionate, and exciting to be around, at times. Then again, there were the times when he was so sexually aggressive with me that it left me frightened and cautious of his lack of self-control.

After a few initial phone calls and attempts to apologize, contact with Eric stopped altogether. I was often lonely but relieved that he seemed to have finally gotten the message. I found out just how wrong I was, when one night I awoke to discover someone standing over my bed . . . it was Eric
Throwing back the covers, Eric pulled me from the bed and made me get onto my hands and knees with my head lowered and my ass up to him. He penetrated my ass with his fingers and roughly pushed his cock into my pussy and began to thrust deeply and deliberately into me, while his fingers rimmed my ass. When he was hard and fully erect he pulled out and nestled his cock between my ass cheeks before he started forcing his swollen cock into my still tight asshole. The more he pressed his cockhead into me the more I struggled and tried to squirm away from him.

"Eric, stop . . . please, you're hurting me," I said between near hysterical crying.

"Shut up bitch and just take it," he practically spat out the words, "you've taken it up your fucking ass before!"

He took a hard thrust into me, which made me scream loudly while simultaneously begging and pleading for him to stop.

"I told you to shut up, I'm just giving you what you need, a good ass-fucking," he said hatefully.

"Eric, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I just want to be with you," I pleaded, "Just stop, please stop and we can talk and make love the way we use to . . . not like this." Even though I was doing exactly what he wanted, groveling, begging for his forgiveness, in his vindictiveness none of that mattered anymore.

Kneeling there in front of him with my ass presented to him like a bitch in season, I couldn't stop moaning and whimpering as he slowly pressed more and more of his engorged length into me. My body tensed, and then relaxed when he finally pressed his cock pass the muscle ring encircling my asshole; after that, taking his length became a little easier. As he fucked my ass, I felt his hand caress and then tighten around my throat. Amid a mixture of emotions and physical sensations I experienced a faint ringing in my head as my body fought for air. Stillness seemed to envelope me and I recognized the unmistakable tingling of an orgasm starting to flow through my body. I could feel his hands tightening on my throat again, when he groaned loudly, took a final deep thrust and shot his load of thick cum forcefully into my warm, tight ass giving me a very intense orgasm and then . . . blackness.

I think I was in shock when I finally came to, hurting and disoriented, unable to stand up very well. I crawled away from him on my hands and knees trying to get to the bed? The bathroom? The door? I didn't know.

When my thinking cleared, Eric was lifting me up and carrying me into the bathroom where he lowered me into a warm bath. The warm water soothed my sore muscles and abused ass. As my body relaxed, I felt his hand find its way between my legs and tenderly caress me there until I melted into a gentle orgasm. When the water started to cool Eric helped me out of the tub, dried me off, and walked me to the bed. We got into bed and he put his arms around me, pulling me to him. I could feel his arousal and made to pull away from him, but he held me tighter and rolling onto me caressed my face, saying simply, "Let me," and I did.

The next morning Eric was up and moving about in the room by the time I awoke. I sat up in bed and watched him dress and gather his things. He came over and sat on the edge of the bed and after a moment said, "I guess this is it, isn't it?" Knowing my own sickness for him, I knew I had to end this. I looked at him, and softly said, "Yes," and told him goodbye.

I didn't see or hear from Eric for almost six months, until one night we ran into each other at a popular jazz club. He nodded when he saw me and, crossing the room we exchanged greetings, and then went our separate ways. As the evening wore on however, we seemed to gravitate to each other, and over several drinks reminisced about how it had been and why it ended in the way it had.
He was still as handsome and sexy as ever, his eyes bright, his smile infectious, and his hand warm and knowing as he gently stroked the inside of my thigh. God help me, but I could feel my hips involuntarily straining toward his hand, wanting more of his touch. He leaned into me and kissed me hard and deep. Perhaps it was the alcohol, but as I relaxed more, I opened my legs allowing him to push the crotch of my panties aside and slip his fingers into my already wet and eager pussy. Moaning into his mouth that covered mine, he finger fucked me and within a short time I felt the familiar quivering between my legs signaling the subtle but unmistakable signs of an imminent orgasm.

"Eric, I've missed you," I said as I tried to maneuver closer to give him better access. "I'm so sorry about what happened, I didn't mean for it to happen like that."

"Let's go," he whispered, and abruptly pulled his fingers from my pussy, causing me to gasp in surprise and disappointment. "Oh, god Eric, nooooooooo," I whined, "I don't want to go . . . please don't stop."

"Let's go. . . now!" he said impatiently as he helped me from the booth.

He took my hand and led me toward his car. As we approached the car, I saw that it was parked at the far end of the lot in a poorly lit area. I felt uneasy and attempted to pull back, but he put his arms around me, and kissing me deeply, said, "Come on baby, it’s okay, we just need a little privacy." With that, he pulled me around to the other side of the car, deep into the shadows where he pressed me over the hood of the car. Slipping his hands under my blouse, he grabbed my breasts and squeezed them hard, making me flinch and sending a strong, erotically charged shiver from my breasts to my aching clit.

Reaching under my skirt and pulling my panties down, Eric found my opening, and immediately tried to push his fully engorged length into me. Already on the brink of an orgasm even before we had left the club, when he began fucking into me with just the head of his cock, my body quickly convulsed as my delayed orgasm erupted, its intensity causing my stomach and thigh muscles to cramp and my legs tremble.

Bending me further over the hood of the car, with short, hard thrusts, he soon had his cock buried in my pussy up to his balls and began mercilessly fucking into my warm, wet pussy. I could feel him getting bigger inside me and in frustration, not yet ready to cum he began to curse and groan, "Damn it, I can't hold it back . . . fuck! I'm going to cum." I could feel his hard, tight ball sac pressed against me and his rigid dick inside me when, to his dismay, he came hard, filling my pussy with hot, thick cum. Spent, he slumped onto my back and my pussy began to contract and release as he pulled his cock out of me. Long, threads of sticky cum clinging to his cock, and some trickling down between my legs.

I could now feel his weight on me and began to squirm trying to get from under him. Too late I realised that my squirming had served only to excite him and I could feel him again becoming hard against my ass. I began to try in earnest to get away from him when he grasped my hips and began probing for my asshole.

"Bitch . . . fucking bitch!" he growled, "stop fighting me." He had forgotten about, or perhaps did not care if anyone should hear or see us. "You've disappointed me and I've stood by and allowed you to, but no more. You need to be disciplined and made to realise how much you've really pissed me off."

In the shadows of the parking lot, despite my pleas, he had become the dark, crazy Eric, and was going to do exactly as he intended. He was going to teach me a lesson, prove his dominance over me. He was going to ass fuck me like he had done that night.

"Eric, please, do not do this," I begged. "I'll do whatever you want, just don't do this to me." But my begging was pointless, as he found my tight brown bud and positioned himself to enter. With his hand covering my mouth, I gave a muffled scream as he pushed into me.

"Shut up bitch! I don't want to hurt you more than I have to!"

I quieted immediately and steeled myself for what was going to happen next.

"Damn, you're still so fucking tight. I really believe I'm the only one who's had your ass."

"Am I right, baby?" "I'm the only one who's fucked you in the ass, aren't I? Aren't I?"

"Yes, Eric . . . only you," I managed to answer through stinging tears, trying desperately to hold back my screams as he slowly stroked his full length and girth in and out of me. At one point, he would pound into me so hard and deep that the effort would literally lift me onto my toes.

"Relax baby . . . just relax and let me play with you," he chided as he reached under my hips and expertly stroked and fondled me until my body grudgingly relaxed against him. He filled me from behind, while his fingers rubbed and massaged my swollen, aching clit until my eyes rolled back in my head and my body spasmed with pleasure. He continued to fondle me like this forcing me to cum for him until I was so weak I could barely stand.

With his hands on my back, he kept me bent over the hood and I remember closing my eyes and in some perverted way feeling pleased and satisfied as my body opened for him, welcoming the insistent pressure of his cock.

"Damn, you feel amazing," he said, now holding my ass tightly against him as he increased his speed. He began loudly grunting and groaning with each thrust until with a final hard push he ejaculated hot cum inside my abused bowels. I lay across the hood softly crying, caught up in a jumble of emotions, pain, pleasure, anger, humiliation I couldn't separate them.

"Stop crying," he said almost gently. "You know I don't like hurting you, but you need to be treated like this. The way you've acted, the way you've disrespected me . . . you needed the one thing that always helps you understand when you've displeased me." Even as he spoke, Eric was still humping me, wanting to get every drop of cum from his balls.

"Yes, baby, yes baby that's it, take it all . . . it’s all for you," he repeated in a hoarse, dry voice until he finally stopped moving and collapsed onto me. "You'll be such a good, good girl now, my good girl . . . won't you?"

"Yes Eric," I whimpered, my face wet with tears as I lay there literally trapped by this man. In our regular love making, we usually had wonderful anal sex that we both enjoyed. But as I leaned onto the car with my ass still exposed and his spent cum seeping down the inside of my thighs, I hated myself for my own sickness (I don't know what else to call it) in liking what he had done to me.

Eric turned me around to face him. Slipping his hands under my arms, he lifted me up and sat me on the hood of the car. Pulling my ass to the edge of the hood, he scooped up the cum that pooled between my legs, and began to smear it on me.

My clit was hard, raw and exquisitely tender. I didn't think I could bear to have him touch me again, and pleaded with him as I tried to close my legs to prevent him from fondling me.

"Eric, please don't, just take me home."

He searched my face and after a long pause, responded, "When I'm finished, I'll take you home".

Then to my surprise, this man who had been such a brute ten minutes earlier, with a now feather light touch covered my clit and pussy with the cool cum. It calmed and soothed my soreness. I can't describe in words how wonderful it felt. I was still puffy and swollen from how he had fucked and used me, but when he spread me wider and lowered his head between my legs, the warmth and gentleness of his mouth and tongue easily sent me into orgasmic shudders.

I hadn't realized until then that I had been holding my breath, I exhaled loudly. "Oh my god Eric," I said in a weak voice. Shaken by all of the overwhelming sensations, I leaned forward, resting my forehead on his chest. He cupped my chin in his hand and tipped it so I could see his face, and letting his hand slide down to my shoulder, pressed me onto my back. There in that dark, dirty parking lot, naked from my waist down, legs wide open, Eric ate my pussy until I cried, begging him to stop, begging him not to stop -- completely lost in the pleasure.

Out of the darkness we heard a shout, "Damn, why don't you and your fucking bitch get a room, dude!" A few people leaving the club passed Eric’s car, and even in the shadowy darkness they could see and hear what he was doing to me.

My eyes flew open, the illusion of where we were and what we were doing, shattered.

"Mind your own fucking business," he returned, and tightened his hold on my hips to keep me from moving. He continued loving me until I could no longer hold back. Lifting my hips, I placed my hands around the back of his head and pressed his face to my center until I was left moaning and whimpering as another powerful orgasm gripped me.

He let me rest there a few minutes before lifting me down. On wobbly legs I stood next to the car, while he adjusted my now cum stained dress. "Eric, my panties . . . I can't find my panties," I began before being cut off. "You don't need panties," he laughed, and guided me into the car. He started it up and headed to my apartment, with me dozing most of the way.

Eric helped me into the apartment and then into bed. As I snuggled under the covers and was about to fall asleep, I felt Eric climb in behind me, his cock hard, engorged, sticky with precum. Wanting to feel him inside me again, I pushed back against him and lifted my leg onto his hip, sighing with satisfaction he held open my pussy lips and slid easily into my wet slit, my pussy lips closing tightly, possessively, around his bulbous cockhead.

Spooning behind me, he gently but firmly pushed forward, going deeper into me. "This is mine," he whispered as he fondled my swollen, pulsing clit and wet pussy.

"Yes, Eric, it belongs only to you," I said softly as he gave several long, hard thrusts before quietly ejaculating spurt after spurt of his cum, drenching the walls of my pussy. Emotionally and physically exhausted, we fell asleep, his beautiful cock ever so gradually softening inside me.

Eric and I stayed in contact with each other, talking, exploring and having wonderful sex. Despite my previous reservations, we decided to move in together. We found a beautiful new apartment, and have been together for over a year now. Aside from the usual kinds of 'couple' issues, and the times when he still sometimes gets a little crazy, I think we've figured out the real dynamics of our relationship.

His craziness doesn't frighten me the way it did in the beginning, I guess because I know Eric would never intentionally hurt or harm me. I think sex -- specifically rough sex -- is his way of, as he puts it 'disciplining' me and demonstrating his dominance. He still fucks my brains out, but he's only had to discipline me twice within the last six months . . . and each time, I enjoyed it quite a bit.

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