Be A Good Toy 01 TW trigger warning

[s_****]

[Content Note trigger warnings - breath play, *** play, bordering on CNC]

His fingers run down my spine, stopping only a fraction of an inch above the waistband of my pyjama pants, lingering, drawing circles, before making their way back up to my neck again. I don't know for how long he has been doing this before the tickling sensation woke me up. As his fingertips run through my hair, gently grabbing a fistful, I let out a soft sigh, letting him know his plaything is awake. His hands hold still for half a second, then they let go of my hair and continue their trail down my naked back yet again.

It is quiet. Only our calm breaths can be heard, a low electric hum from somewhere, probably the fridge. I am trying to remember what day of the week it is - at what time did we go to bed last night? - when he finally slips his hand under my waistband. No underpants to be found there, only soft, naked skin. I sigh again as he squeezes my buttcheeks, and I hope he will let me enjoy this for a long time this morning.

As if he read my mind, he pulls back his hand. I'm about to say something, ask him to please continue, when he yanks down my pants in one sudden move, leaving them tangled around my ankles. I yelp, surprised by the sudden intensity, when SMACK, a sudden stinging ***, his bare hand on my ass, fuck I am not awake enough for this. He moves quick, straddling me, locking my legs between his knees. Before I can react he fully lies down on top of me, naked, I can feel the hard erection pressed against my naked ass, his chest on my back, his mouth in my hair. Fuck, he is heavy. Strong. Tall. On top of me. In control. Pinning me down, naked beneath him. Fuck.

"Good morning," he says, one hand in my hair again, this time grabbing hard, pulling my head back, his other hand covering my mouth and nose. His breath feels hot against my ear, his cock is grinding against my ass, fuck, I can't breathe. "Once for yes, twice for no." I blank for a second, then I get it. I blink once, and he chuckles, not easing his grip, though he shifts a bit of his weight off me. "You wanna be able to breathe?" I blink once, my mind is finally waking up. He takes his hand off my mouth, lets me turn my head to the side, coughing, taking a deep breath in through my nose, get my brain the oxygen it needs to function. He is still on top of me, and I grind my ass against his still hard dick, hear him chuckle again, right above my head. "Ah, so you want to play for a prize this morning, hm? Be a good toy, then maybe get your cute little ass fucked?"

I blink once. I still don't trust my voice to work. Fuck, he surprised me this time. He overpowered me. With fucking ease. He sits up now, on top of me, still keeping my legs locked in place. Then, both hands return to my ass, squeezing it, massaging me, spreading my cheeks apart, his thumb circling my asshole, making me moan and sigh in pleasure. He knows how much I love when he does this. "You know," he starts, conversationally, "I'm only letting you rest right now because I choose to. You know if I chose different, there is nothing you could do to stop me."

An inkling of *** sparks in my chest, and I instinctively try to move out from under him. He doesn't budge an inch. "I could wake you like this every morning." His hands, still grabbing my ass, harder now, are making me whimper. "I could overpower you, any moment, any day. You understand that, don't you?" I blink once. My heart is racing. SMACK. I cry out, he slaps my ass again, again, left, right, left. He isn't holding back today, my skin feels fucking raw. I try to count, sometimes he asks me afterwards how many hits I took, and if I get it wrong ...

When he stops, I notice that I have started to cry. And lost count.

The *** radiates through my body, it feels like he fucking lit my skin on fire. I can't stop myself from sobbing as his hands run up my back, gently rubbing my skin, a warm, intimate touch. I know he is watching me cry. Waiting. Giving me time to decide if I still want to play. I could blink twice, tap out, say my safeword. He would get off me and probably make me coffee. But fuck, my ass must be so cherry red right now. That stinging ***. His cock, throbbing, rock-hard against me. He is loving this.

I am loving this.

I clear my throat, cough, try to get my sobbing under control. He just waits. "I- ... yes, I under- I understand." His hands, massaging my back, his full weight on top of me. "So?" As he speaks, he changes his touch. His fingernails digging into my skin. "You want to play for that prize?" I gasp, try not to give in to that ***, find my words. "I do. I want- I can be a good toy. Get.. get my- get my ass fucked." His nails, scratching down my back, marking me, marking me as his, making me scream. His voice, unwavering, strong, bemused. "We will see." Fuck. I cannot wait.

[Ce****]

Wow 😮 Loved it!

[Deleted Member]

Great...

[Deleted Member]

I don’t usually get turned on by man to man but that was very erotic because l could picture my dom on me doing the same thing!

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7 hours ago, gwynedd35960 said:

I don’t usually get turned on by man to man but that was very erotic because l could picture my dom on me doing the same thing!

I actually left the narrator's gender and sex up for interpretation on purpose. If you reread you'll find the sub could absolutely be a cis woman ☺️

[Ce****]

That's good porn. I was transported right into the story.
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