Just What She Needed- Alternate Version

“What are you doing?”

“Hush slave! I want this ass ready for when I wanna use it later.”

He pushed his finger in my ass in and out a few times, which felt really good, and all I thought that he was gonna do, then he took out his finger and and pushed something else against my asshole, something slicker and wider, and more painful, I knew it had to be a buttplug. It was the kind that starts off small and gets wide at the end, and he didn't even ease it in, he just pushed it in in one smooth motion, it hurt like hell, but felt good too.

“Uuuuugh oh my god fuck! Aaaaaaaaaaah!”

He pulled it out and pushed it back in a few times before leaving it there. “There, now that wasn't so bad was it? It was just a little buttplug!”

“Why don't you let me do that you and you can see for yourself.”

“I don't think so, I'm in charge here. Now be a good slave and open that pussy for me.”

I heard him walk around in front of me and step out of his pants, then he slapped his dick against my newly shaven pussy a few times then shoved it right into me. I couldn't help myself but to let out a groan because it felt so good, and he filled me almost perfectly, but I would never tell him that. He grabbed the leg that was in the air and my hip and started fucking me hard, no build-up, so going soft, hard, just how I like it. He was ramming me so hard I could hear his balls were echoing throughout the room. I was in bliss.

Usually for me to feel this good during sex its by my own hand with the help of my toys, not a man. He was driving into me hard and fast and keeping the same pace as he did all this. I was struggling trying to stand on one foot and enjoy the fucking I was getting at the same time, but I couldn't concentrate on both. I could feel his breath on my face and knew he was enjoying this as much as I was, and I was confirmed when he started grunting as he thrust his dick inside me.

“Looks like my slave is enjoying herself. Haven't had sex this good in a while huh?”

“Don't f-flatter yourself, ugh, I could do a better job with my t-toys, ugh, oh fuck!”

“I doubt that. I bet you don't leak this much when you're fucking yourself.”

He was right. I didn't leak anywhere near as much as I was now. I could feel it running down my legs as he slammed into me over and over, in fact I started to get the feeling I was getting an orgasm. At the angle he was fucking me my clit was exposed just enough for him to just graze it with his dick as he shoved it into me, and that was enough. Bad date after bad date had built up in me and it was all coming out in what felt like would be a massive orgasm. I gritted my teeth as my body was slowly overcome by an orgasm I've waited what seemed like forever to get.

“What are you doing? I didn't give you permission to cum on me! You better not cum!”

“Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah oh my fucking goooooooooooooood!”

Too late. My leg shook and my body convulsed around his dick that was no longer pumping into me, but just sitting there as I came all over it. I'm not a squirter, but I felt like I was at that moment as so much cum ran down my leg I knew there would be a puddle. Finally coming down from my high, I just stood there, in complete euphoria, taking in what felt like the greatest orgasm I've had in a while. If the chains hadn't been holding me up, I'd be a sloppy mess on the floor.

“I didn't give you permission to cum, slave! That just earned you a new punishment!”

I didn't care. I felt so good at that point I'd put up with anything he threw at me and call him whatever he wanted just to feel something even remotely close to that again.. I heard him do that laugh he does again and felt what had to be cold leather graze across my pussy. He took it off then it went quiet for a minute, never a good sign, then it hit my pussy head on with a loud SMACK!

“Ooooow! Oh god that fucking hurt!”

“Its supposed to hurt, that's why its called punishment slave!”


“Ow! Oh fuck, ow! Ow! Ow! Oooooooooooooooow!”

“Stop talking slave! No I'll make you stop talking myself.”

I heard him walk behind me again and a few second later he was tying the gag back around my mouth, now I couldn't see or talk. Once it was on he went back to whipping my pussy.


“Mmmmmm owmmm ooo god mmmmm,” was all I could mumble through the gag.

“You gonna be a good little slave now and only cum when I tell you to?”

“MM-hmm, I'gll be a goog slllll.”

“You better be, or I'll bring this back out. One more just for the hell of it.” SMACK!

I flinched as he hit me again, but was glad it was over. He undid the other chain on my ankle and then walked away. I heard him slide the desk across the room and behind me, then he did something with the contraption again and now I was laying on the desk with my arms still bound. He chained my other foot to the thing so now I was laying on my back on the desk with my arms and legs above me, like I was a roasting pig. He moved the desk forward and now I was suspended in the air supported by my hands and ankles, and then I felt him pull me towards him.

“Remember what I told you, you better not cum until I tell you!”

I nodded my head in agreement and he pushed his dick back into me. I was sensitive before he started fucking me from all the painful stimulation he applied, but after cumming like I just did it felt a whole new kind of good. Have you ever had a powerful orgasm and then keep fucking afterwards? No, you usually stop, well in my case I did, combine that with the fact that good sex just didn't exist for me and maybe you'll get how I was feeling.

He held on to my thighs as he rocked me back and forward on his dick. Being suspended like that in the air kinda made the whole experience that much better, being weightless as you're in the air being fucked adds to the force you can be pounded, and he was definitely taking advantage of that. He reached around my legs and grabbed on to my tits, which still had the clamps on them and kneaded them in his hands as he fucked me.

“I will admit you do have some pretty nice tits, for a slave.”

“Mm-hmm mm-hmm, nice bmmmg titss massstr,” I mumbled.

He didn't let my tits go as he stretched my pussy out with his fat dick every time he shoved it into me. Here I was having the best fuck of my life and it was coming from a guy who last time couldn't fuck a blow up doll. What has gotten into him? Maybe this was a fetish of his, or he knew I liked it rough and decided not to bullshit this time, or whatever the reason, I really didn't care, all that mattered was he came through against all odds.

Whoever this new “Harry” is, I hope he is here to stay. As I thought that he started picking up speed and rubbing on my clit, it was getting to me fast and I could already feel another orgasm coming, but I didn't want any more punishment, who knew what he would do this time. He saw my face contort and must have guessed that I was close to another orgasm.

“Remember what I told you slave, you better not come!”

He purposely sped up frigging my clit as he fucked me, testing me to see if I could hold out. It was hard, holding in an orgasm I so badly wanted to let out, while getting slammed over and over. I moaned and tried my best to think of something else, anything else, like all the other losers who couldn't fuck to save their life, but it always came back around to me being tied up and having the fuck of my life.

Whenever he could tell I was close he would fuck me that much harder and flick my clit that much more, almost trying to force it out of me, but it was that right there which helped me fight off the orgasm as much as I wanted to let it happen, I'm stubborn, he wanted it to happen, so I wouldn't let it.

“That's a good slave, now its time to see how that ass feels.”

He slid his dick out of me, to my relief and disappointment, and pushed me so I was swinging back and forth in the air. I must have looked like an idiot swinging in place with my arms and legs bound while blindfolded and gagged, but I had to admit it was a little fun. After a little while he stopped me from swinging and moved the desk so I was laying on it again.

He unhooked my legs one at a time and chained them back to the floor, then worked the machine or whatever it was again so my arms were now free, then he chained my hands to the desk, forcing me to bend over and rest on my elbows, I was leaning over with my ass sticking in the air.

“Now that's a good look for you. Looks like you won't be needing this anymore.”

He grabbed the butt plug that was still lodged in my ass and slowly pulled it out, making me groan in the process. I felt his hands on my ass and then his dick as it probed my asshole. He put the head to the entrance, worked it around a little, then pushed it right in.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm oommmmgooood!” I moaned into the air.

He slid the rest into my ass slowly, thankfully, since he was bigger than the butt plug, and kept going until he was bottomed out in me. I grabbed the only thing I could, the edge of the desk as he quickly went to work pounding my little asshole for all it was worth. My ass cheeks were clapping off of him as he fucked me, making the same clapping sound his balls made when they slapped against my pussy, but louder, maybe that's why he wanted me shaved.

The last time I had a dick in my ass it was over two years ago, and from what I could remember it wasn't this big, or felt this good, however ironic that is. I loved the way it filled me up completely every time it slid all the way inside me just before pulling out, I had almost forgotten how great it was.

“Slave loves getting her ass fucked doesn't she?”

“Mm-hmm, I lovve gettinggg mmmmy assss fukkd maztrr H,” I said through the gag.

“I knew you would, you like getting spanked too, don't you slave?” SLAP!

He slapped my ass with his hand and I could feel it jiggle from the ricochet. As much abuse as he did with the paddle earlier, his hand didn't feel like anything, so instead of it hurting like he probably thought it would, it felt good, just as his dick in my ass felt good.


“Mmmmmmmmmmmmm yes mmaztrr mmmmmmmmmmmmm,” I moaned.

He was really doing a number on my ass, fucking it and slapping it, and it felt incredible, I couldn't get enough. Every time he shoved his dick all the way inside my ass I wanted to scream, to be filled like that is indescribable. I would be his slave whenever he wanted if he could fuck me like this all the time, but I knew I would never find out who he was, and he wasn't gonna tell me since I was blindfolded and he has a mask on, or did have one, but it didn't stop me from hoping.

Just as he got going fucking me faster he took my hair in his hand and pulled tight on it, causing me to throw my head back. I LOVE my hair pulled when I'm being fucked. Combine that with slapping my ass and fucking it and I have an orgasm waiting to happen. I couldn't have had better timing because when I said that he went back to working on my clit. I held it off the first time, but I knew I couldn't do it a second time. My moaning and groaning got louder as I tried to hold off another orgasm he was trying to force onto me.

“Mmm my little slave wants to cum doesn't she?”

“Mm-hmm, I wanna cumm bad, plesce let mme cuum mmaztrr!”

“Please let me cum, master H.”

“Plesce let mme cuummm mmaztrr H!”

(After a long pause and me moaning in agony) “Ok slave go ahead and cum.”

“Fuuuuuuuuuuck mmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeee! I'mm cummmmmmmmmnnnn!”

I didn't spare any time as I came hard, maybe harder than the first time. My hands gripped the desk so hard I thought I'd leave dents in it as I came from having a dick in my ass for the first time in years. My legs were shaking, my insides were on fire, pussy juice was running down my legs, I was in my own world. I dropped my head and let my orgasm take over my body as he kept drilling my asshole.

“Slave have a good cum did she? Master's dick feel good inside that slutty ass?”

I couldn't respond even if I wanted to, I was too lost in ecstasy. I just let him use me and pound me like the slut he turned me into. When I finally came back from my orgasm I noticed I was getting fucked a lot harder, and “H” was grunting a lot more. I also noticed my legs weren't chained anymore, and my arms were tied behind my back. I also still had the blindfold on, but I didn't have the gag anymore.

“You want my cum slave? You want my cum all over your slutty body?”

“Yes master H, I want your cum all over me! Cum all over my fucking body!”

“Get on your knees slave! Get down,” he grunted as he pulled his dick out of my well fucked ass.

I got down on my knees like he said and listened to him grunt for a few seconds, then I felt spurt after hot spurt of cum hit my chest, my tits, then my face. A little of his cum dripped down to my lip and I snaked it in with my tongue, savoring the salty taste produced from a great fuck. It felt so good on my skin and was a welcomed climax to what turned out to be the best sex of my life.

“Look who turned out to be a good slave.”

“I still wasn't the best sex I've ever had.” I still had to be a bitch, its kinda in my nature.

“I doubt that, slave. I have half a mind to fuck you all over again, but I have other things to attend to. If I catch you acting like a crazy bitch to anyone you see fit to again I'll have to bring you back here and discipline you again, and you don't want that do you?”

I made a face like I didn't care, but I secretly hoped he would bring me back. I had never been so sexually stimulated or dominated before in my life. I think I found myself a new fetish, seemed like the perfect fit since I liked to be fucked hard and dominated, the pain was a little much, but I could work around that. I heard him walk away from me then he came back in front of me and knelt down.

He wiped the cum off of me and untied my arms, then he picked me up over his shoulder and carried me back up the stairs. Once we got out of the basement he sat me down on a chair in what I knew had to be the kitchen, and took the blindfold off me. Once my eyes readjusted to the sudden light after being in the dark so long, I looked at Harry to see him grinning back at me, apparently back to his normal self.

“So how was it? Did I hold up my end of the deal?”

“Did you? Where the hell was that guy last week?!”

“I had a lot going on, I just couldn't concentrate.”

“Well you seemed pretty focused tonight! What in the fuck made you try bondage?”

“You like to be dominated, and fucked hard, and you were a bit of a bitch, it seemed perfect.”

“So a woman acting like a bitch will get the shit fucked out of her?”

“Yep, helps assert authority, and gets a little payback, the bondage thing was just a bonus.”

“Well I'm glad it works that way for someone. What are you doing the rest of the night?”

“I have some things I need to take care of, it'll take me all night unfortunately.”

“You sure you don't have any time to spare?” I was still horny, and it made me a little desperate.

“I wish I did, but I have to get a move on now. Don't worry, this won't be the last time, will it?”

“No you definitely redeemed yourself, we'll be doing this at least twice a week.”

He smiled as he picked his shirt up off the floor, and I followed suit and started to get dressed again as well. Once I was dressed I had myself another shot of his tequila and tried to convince him to fuck me again, but he stuck to his plan that he had things to do, so I reluctantly gave up trying to get him again, grabbed my purse and said goodbye (and took one more shot) as I left out the door.

As I was driving back to the club I kept thinking back on the whole thing. The bondage really turned me on, and the punishments weren't bad once you got used to them, how come I didn't know I was into this kind of thing before? It made perfect sense when you took into account how I liked to be fucked, but it never crossed my mind. Well however long I mess around with him, I have to thank Harry for opening the door to a whole new world of pleasure for me, one I was gonna explore to the fullest.


I got back to the club and parked my car back in my secret spot. I looked at my watch and realized over four hours had passed since I left the club to go to my car. I went through my purse to get a cigarette and saw the screen blinking on my phone. I checked it and saw ten missed calls from Grace and Rachel. I knew since the club still had about two hours before it closed that they were still in there. I got out of the car, checked to make sure I looked presentable and not slutty, and made my way back into the club where surprise surprise they were still sitting in the same spot drinking.

“You bitch, where the hell were you? We've been calling you for hours!” Rachel said over the music.

“I had to make a little run for a while,” I said, but knew there was no chance they'd believe it.

Grace sized me up and sniffed the air around me, opening her mouth wide when she figured out why I had been gone. “You had sex didn't you? And since you're not bitchy it was good sex wasn't it?”

I didn't say anything, but they took it as a yes. I ordered a drink as they both sighed in relief.

“Its about time, that's just what you needed girl. Now maybe you can stop being a hard ass to everyone here and give another one of these guys a try,” Rachel said.

I already knew who I wanted to give a try, but unfortunately he was busy the rest of the night. I was still horny, and wanted to be fucked just like that again. Then I had an idea, Harry said all guys wanna fuck someone hard like that, especially if they act like a complete bitch, but in the club I was taking a chance of reeling in another loser who can't get the job done, but with the state of horniness I was in, that was a chance I was going to have to take. I smiled to myself knowing what I had to do.


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Just What She Needed- Alternate Version