I had a date the other day for violent phone sex with a guy I’ve come to like chatting with. He knows who he is. He started off picking me up from the highway I was walking along near him. He took me to a nearby shack that was deserted, where he had already prepared the interior. He promptly tied my hands up and started smacking me around, before taking out a knife and slashing at me and cutting into one of my nipples. Then, he tied me to the table in the middle of the room. It was a modified gynecology table, so he put my feet in the stirrups and tied them there; my hands were still tied together. Then, he pushed the head in so that my head had no choice but to hang off the table. He shoved his dick down my throat so far that I gagged. He proceeded to fuck my mouth and throat. From that point on, he fucked and smacked and thwacked with a riding crop and a flog. He really drove it home that I was to remember my place.
I really enjoyed myself, and I hope he was as happy with the experience as I was. It’s something I could definitely see myself undergoing again.