Rough Reaction
A fun little idea I had, where I antagonize my submissive to give me what I want.
Rough Reaction part 1
I guess this is what I get for humiliating him the other night. I know he enjoyed it, but we had a give and take relationship; one where payback was simultaneously orgasmic and abhorrent.
I am actually looking forward to this... I am in control, even though he thinks I'm not. I forced him to do uncomfortable things to such a degree that it unlocks the beast within. To get a true animalistic fucking, there's got to be some emotion behind it. I had him right where I wanted.
"Staaaay....good boy." I cooed to my submissive. I had him naked and securely tied, on his knees, exposed to everything. He glared at me. I smiled back.
It was just past midnight, so the park was empty. Perfect time for me to practice exhibitionism without exposing too much of myself. I had my charge facing the fountain in the center of the park, his mouth gagged to keep noise to a minimum. He was never really noisy, I just liked seeing him try to keep from literally gagging on whatever I shoved in his mouth.
It didn't take long for me to install my strapon, completed with a modest dingo dildo. The knot was easily acceptable, so I wasn't worried too much. Honestly, I chose the smaller one so I could just ram it in there and try to piss him off. I was due for a good fucking, and he was so much better when he was emotional.
I grabbed a hold of his collar, forcing him to bend over so his face was pressed down onto the fountain's wall. I got down on one knee, using the other leg as stability and leverage, and carefully worked the tip of the canine dildo into his tight ass. He growled. I dug my nails into his flank.
The cold water lightly misted us both, making my submissive sleek and shiny. I gently rocked my hips, wiggling my way into his exit-only, relishing his squirming. His hands were tied behind his back, so I held onto both his collar and the ropes holding his arms behind him, seeing as I was inside him enough to only need my hips to control my descent.
Finally, it was lubricated enough. I pushed slow and steady, forcing him wider, stretching him around the fleshy canine cock. He whimpered, and tried to strain away from me, so I knew I was getting what I wanted. I stopped at the knot. He was tense. I lightly traced the taught muscles on his back, running my fingers around his shoulder blades, down to his ribs. He jerked (ticklish?), and I rammed the dingo knot into him.
He moaned, probably a cry out to stop, but he wasn't in control right now. I still had work to do.
I pulled back, the knot slowly opening him wide, then popped it back in. He made the cutest noises when he was being taken.
I worked the knot in and out of his ass, making him shift around to such a degree I was sure his knees would be bloody. After several minutes, I removed the knot. Pulling back on his collar while holding him down via his tied hands, I fucked him. The dingo dildo rubbing him raw, I savaged my man's ass.
He snarled when I dug my nails into his sides. I grinned, panting like a dog. I felt him shudder, and heard a wet sound patter on the concrete.
A woman gasped. A couple had been walking through the park, and saw the debauchery unfolding. They had stopped about ten yards away, frozen in place, wide-mouthed. I grabbed my sub's collar, pulling back, forcing him to arch backwards, keeping eye contact with the couple. I ran my other hand to his cock, stroking it methodically, pulling a little more deliciousness out of him.
The man wrapped his arm around his woman, steering her around to leave quickly. I snickered and waved cheekily at him when he cast a long glance back at us.
"Well now we're probably short on time. They may call the cops on us." I watched the couple hastily retreat.
My submissive had shrunk down, and was a little too relaxed, so I quickly rammed him, making him yelp through the gag. I laughed as he squirmed. There was no escape. I had him pinned to the fountain. I crouched down over his taught back, inhaling the musky scent of his sweat, running my tongue along his spine. God damn he tasted good.
His balls were presently drained, and knowing he wouldn't be ready again for a few minutes, I decided to mess with him. I pulled the dingo dick from his ass, bent down, grabbed his ankles, and upended him into the cold fountain water.
The look on his face had me laughing my ass off. He rolled over onto his knees, the look of shock quickly replaced by a steely glare.
"And what are YOU going to do?" I gestured toward his tightly bound arms. He snarled through the gag.
I grinned and stepped into the cold water, shoving him backwards under the running water. With the strapon removed and in hand, I wrapped my arms around him, nuzzling into his neck, then holding tight as I sank my teeth in. He growled low in his chest, stirring my excitement. I bit harder and dug my nails into his flanks, pressing my body tightly against his.
His cock was hardening again, despite the cold water running all over us. The water chilled the fake canine cock, and moistened it enough for me to wiggle it inbetween his butt cheeks. He tried to squirm away, but I held him tightly, using my leg to pry his apart, and open his ass up. With a grunt, I forced the dildo into him. He moaned as the cold sausage spread him open.
I rolled him down onto his back in the shallow water, straddling him. With a healthy shove, the knot seated into his ass, making him spasm. I rubbed his cock against my hot sex, making him shudder. With my one hand firmly on his neck to hold him down, I bent over and kissed his lips, not minding the gag. He tried to snarl again, but I bit his lower lip.
With an easy wiggle of my hips, I had his cock between my legs, the tip pressed against my dripping opening. I allowed the tip to slightly penetrate the warmth, then pulled back, teasing him. He suddenly bucked, forcing his cock up into me, a splash of cold water squishing between us as he plunged his dick into my warm body. I barked in surprise, he sniggered through the gag.
I tightened the hand around his neck, but he just smiled and growled in a way that drove me crazy. Just as I was about to dismount, movement caught my eye.
Oh shit. It was a fucking cop. Two of them, actually.
I crawled out of the pool, grabbing the closest shirt and covering up. My submissive sat up, but with his arms still tied, he didn't bother trying to climb out.
"We got a call of lewd behavior, but this is..."
"Fucking hot..."
"The fuck, man?"
The second cop shrugged.
"So, if we leave, we won't be in trouble?" I ventured, hoping to play the innocent card.
"I take bribes." the second cop said, eyeballing my tied charge. I grinned at him over in the water, a mild look of horror flashed across his face.
"He's a firefighter." I grinned even bigger.
"Even better." the cop started unlatching his duty belt. My submissive was probably trying to telepathically set me on fire by this point. 'This is what you get' I mouthed silently.
"I'll keep watch." the first cop sighed and wandered off.
I sat on the cold stone edge of the fountain, watching the police officer undress methodically, and keeping an eye on my sub. My plan was going better than expected. He looked pissed.
The officer left his dress shirt on. Good. I wanted my boy to see the shiny badge while he got fucked. The cop stepped forward and grabbed my soaking wet, shivering, angry man from the water by his collar.
"Come here now. Don't even try to resist." the officer smiled, forcing the sub back on his knees. He smacked his face with his perky cock, making sure to smear pre across his cheek.
The cop then grabbed my sub, easily sweeping his legs out from under him, slamming him onto his back. The officer was on the ground with my used sub's ass on his lap, staring down at him.
"Well, what have we here..." the cop found the dildo still firmly nestled in place. He grabbed a hold and pulled it out without hesitation. My submissive jerked.
I took the canine cock from the cop, smiling coolly down at my pet, whose ass was in danger.
"You know, this nice officer is almost twice as big as this." I wiggled the dildo at my pet.
The cop grabbed my sub by his legs, pulling his abused asshole closer to his throbbing cock. With next to no warning or care, the cop pressed his cock into my pet's ass. Despite the muffled protests, and squirming, the officer shoved hard inside, spreading my sub wider than I ever had. He thrust his hips forward and backward, straining against the tight hole, keeping a firm grip on his victim's legs, which were wrapped around him.
I sat in the gravel, watching my sub's colorful expressions, and salivating at the thought of how aggressive he would be towards me after all this. God damn I was going to get ravaged.
After several thrusts, the cop moaned and spasmed, filling the stretched ass with his hot seed.
Once finished, the officer pulled loose of my submissive, leaving him laying in the gravel exposed and thoroughly used. He looked equal parts satisfied and murderous.
"Fucking perfect." I said to myself. The cop finished putting himself back together, gave me a quick smile, and headed back the way he came.
"You submissive little whore. Letting some stranger fuck you like that. And a policeman at that. You should be ashamed of yourself. You smell like an old Vegas hooker." I grabbed his collar, jerking him back up onto his torn up knees. Then I untied his arms.
"Put your clothes on you shameless fuck." I left him to his devices while I found my own clothes.
The entire walk home was so invigorating. My sub trailed behind me, the now commonplace glare fixed on my back. I could barely contain my excitement, and could barely walk straight. Part of me hoped he'd jump me and take me hard right here on the sidewalk. I needed that rough fucking so badly.
It had been a long week. I spent most of my time out in the garage welding the rollcage for my baja project, and my submissive was...somewhere. It was difficult for me not to either seek him out or just take care of myself; I wanted to save myself for when he finally snapped.
I hefted the racing seat into the cage to check fitment for the millionth time. I bent over inside, craning to look under the seat at the mounting bracket. It was then that my sixth sense picked up an anomaly.
I sat back on my haunches, and was unable to react quickly enough. My sub rushed me from the side, tackling me to the floor. I drove my elbow into his ribs, and kicked my way out from under him. Just as I got traction and went to launch away, he got a hold of my ankle, causing me to hit the floor again.
One of his hands quickly found my ponytail, the other pressed into the small of my back, keeping me on the floor.
God. Fucking. Yes.
I let him pull my shorts off, hoping I'd remember to replace the button he tore loose. After exposing my lower half, he laid on top of me, the ponytail hand now firmly around my neck (fuck yes), the other arm wrapped around my waist holding my hips off the floor. I squirmed a bit, just to ensure he would keep his grip tight.
"Ungh fuck yes" I moaned as he found my wet pussy. Once the tip was in, I held patiently still.
He rammed me, hard enough to slide us across the floor a bit, bottoming out inside me in one swift motion. I unintentionally groaned at the rough intrusion. He slammed me again, his grip on my neck tightening with each hard thrust.
I could hardly breathe, my raspy inhalations mingled with moans and whimpers. He snarled as he fucked, then sank his teeth into my shoulder, sending a wave of pleasure through me. I was sure he drew blood from that one, but it was perfect. I pushed back against him, wanting more, trying to get him deeper inside.
My sub carried me straight to my orgasm, fucking so brutally that I could feel bruises forming already on my waist where he was gripping me. I whimpered as the wave overtook my body; I squeezed down on his cock uncontrollably, eliciting a satisfactory grunt from him.
He released inside me.
I waited for him to finish, then was able to pull away enough to roll onto my back.
"I'm not done yet, bitch," he snarled. I was almost shocked, but he did get thoroughly humiliated a week ago. So, I decided to play into it some more. I will take it all from him, until he's ready to go back to his submissive self.
"So how did it feel to get porked by a pig? Like riding a big breakfast sausage? You know, you'll probably be playing him at the softball game this year. What's funny is YOU'RE the one that squealed, not him."
He laughed.
Yup. I'm in trouble still.
He grabbed my neck, lifting me up so we were face to face. He had that wild look in his eye, and I knew I was in for a long afternoon.
To be continued