101 EROTICA STORIES (122 page)

After an episode of rage, Doreen was finally calmed down by Bruce.

“Hey babe, I’m really sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you,” Bruce said.

“You almost killed me, but it was good though.”

“Why was that good for you?” Bruce replied, quite confused.

“I can’t explain it. But it’s just good,” Doreen replied seductively. She was ashamed to admit the truth that she liked what happened because it reflected her sexual desires. Doreen always wanted to fuck with someone as a dominatrix. There was just something about dominating people that made her very horny so when she saw Bruce doing it to her, she was just envious and wanted to do it herself.

“It’s good eh?” Bruce returned the speech back and responded with the same seductive look.

“You don’t look at me that way asshole,” said Doreen, irritated. “Act as if you’re scared from what happened.” She said this because of her desire to turn the events around.

“Why?” replied Bruce.

“Just act scared.”

“I don’t understand…”

Doreen grew impatient as her psychological issue occupied once again. She knew that Bruce was perfectly innocent and did not know about her condition, but the anger was overwhelming so her tolerance dropped down as she screamed:

“ACT FUCKING SCARED! DON’T SPEAK LIKE A PUSSY AND JUST DO WHAT YOU’RE TOLD!”

Bruce was shocked but he knew that what was in store for him that night was going to be a long one. On the other hand, Doreen really wanted Bruce to act scared of her so she would get hornier. She screamed:

“YOU DON’T WANT TO ACT FUCKING SCARED?! YOU AIN’T GETTING ANY PUSSY FOR TONIGHT!”

This rang inside Bruce’s ears. For several months since he and Doreen started dating, he was thinking of several means to seduce her. It took him several hours a day just to think of possible scenarios that would lead to an intercourse, which all led to the conclusion that “Doreen might not like it”. So upon hearing from Doreen that all he needs to do is to act scared just to get fucked, he never hesitated and complied immediately.

“Don’t act like that babe, you’re scaring me.”

“WHO ARE YOU SCARED OF?”

“You.”

But Bruce was merely saying the words, it did not reflect in his reactions.

“ACT CONVINCINGLY!”

“Yes. I’m scared of you, no fucking around.”

After Bruce said this, Doreen removed her belt and wrapped it around her arms.

“ACT CONVINCINGLY I SAID!”

“How do you want me to act?” Bruce replied after cutting off his pseudo-acting. His confusion was now growing bigger as ever. He did not expect Doreen to act that way.

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Whaaaapppppaaaaaak!!!*

Bruce felt the strongest lash he ever had his entre life. It was extremely painful as he felt his skin pierce even if the belt had already lost contact. He looked at his shoulder and it appeared red just after a swing.

“ACT SCARED!”

“What the fuck are you doing? That hurts!”

*
Whaaaapppppaaaaaak!!!*

It was a world of pain already surrounding Bruce. The pain, though it came from a thin belt, was extremely excruciating and exponentially increased the pain brought about by the first blow. It was as if his skin was going to split open.

“I am serious,” said Doreen in a scary way.

Bruce knew that he was about to get hit once again. So he just summoned his elementary school self that was once a theater actor.

“Pleaaaaaseee. Don’t hurt me. It’s painful.”

Doreen instantly got wet. She felt her vaginal fluid ooze from the inside, slowly dripping down and moisturizing her labia. She was about to drop her belt out of pure pleasure but she was fast enough to catch it back to further satisfy her carnal desire.

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Whaaaapppppaaaaaak!!!*

“OUCH!!!” screamed Bruce. He was still acting but deep inside; he was resisting the extreme pain. He was growing nauseated and numb because the pain was just too much to handle.

Doreen’s vagina got even wetter with Bruce’s voice. She was clueless about it but every time she hurts somebody of the opposite sex, it would fire her hormones up. It was as if the desperate voice was a dick grinding in and out of her pussy.

“Go upstairs, prepare yourself. Wait for me at your room. Whatever happens, DON’T YOU DARE STEP OUT THE ROOM. Wait for me.”

Bruce rushed up the stairs because he was anticipating Doreen’s highly coveted body. His dick was already stiff and throbbing. All the lashing seemed to go away because of pure horniness.

Seeing that Bruce was already upstairs in his room, Doreen searched the kitchen for a rope and electrical tape. Lucky her, she found those things in a minute. She always knew that Bruce’s mom was very organized (Bruce is a proud son who would boast about his mother’s trait of being organized.) so it was something expected.

With her panties literally wet from horniness, Doreen ran upstairs to get a fun night.

Doreen arrived at the room with Bruce already naked. She saw a big red and purplish mark on Bruce’s shoulder but instead of her feeling pity towards the man, she grew even hornier. The three levels of horniness were already too much that she felt her head turn light.

“Come here baby, let’s get it on,” said Bruce.

Doreen did not care. She just wanted to abuse Bruce that night.

“Bruce, give me your hands. Let’s play a game.”

Before Bruce was about to reply, Doreen already kissed him torridly. Their lips were interacting with each tongue rolling with another, full of dripping saliva. After the solid and hot kissing, Doreen taped Bruce’s mouth.

Bruce was just staring at Doreen with bad intent after the hot kiss. He did not care what the lady in front of him was about to do but whatever it was, he was sure that it’s going to be fun. Doreen was already tying his arms with the rope his mother bought last week. He wondered how Doreen managed to get it but then realized that extreme horniness finds its way.

“Wait my Brucey, I’ll just have you trapped so we can experiment better.”

After Doreen tied all Bruce’s arms and legs to the bed posts, it signaled the time. She stepped away from the man, facing backwards. There, she danced like a porn star and acted like she was an uneducated piece-of-prostitute who is willing to fuck with anyone.

Bruce was extremely delighted with this. He was literally howling out of anticipation because all he wanted was that pussy. His dick was so stiff that it involuntarily twitched due to extreme pressure.

Slowly, Doreen took off her clothes one by one. She was still dancing at the time. Everything was too choreographed that all fires in the room was about to explode. After Doreen stripped the last thing that covered her identity, she threw it on Bruce’s face.

It was a wet panty that covered Bruce’s eye. He can’t move it because all his hands were tied to the bed. But nevertheless, he liked it. The balance of the fragrant smell of Doreen’s pussy and the wetness brought upon her horniness was just amazing. He can’t see anything so he just resorted to enjoying the wet underwear while waiting for an actual insertion. His anticipation was abruptly stopped by an extreme lash.

It was Doreen’s belt hitting him again, this time, on the tummy.

The hit was too strong the he was not able to breathe. All his horniness then turned to fear because he knew that what was happening is not normal anymore. Doreen seemed to enjoy herself because of hurting him.

“HOW DO YOU LIKE THAT MOTHER FUCKER?!”

Bruce knew he can’t reply so he just smiled back. Doreen did not like this, so she lashed the former countlessly. One, two, three, four, and more lashes again hit Bruce’s body. At first, Bruce was reacting wildly because of the hitting, but after a while, the pain just turned away and made him numb. He started to cry.

Doreen was about to reach orgasm with this activity alone. She just needed a final moment of pain coming from Bruce to send her into the clouds. Bruce’s desperate cry made her juice flow excessively down her own legs.

“Hey, you still want to be lashed? You’re a bad boy.”

Bruce was giving out senseless gibberish because of his taped mouth. Doreen removed the tape and the latter screamed, in a desperate fashion:

“PLEASE! IT HURTS! IT FUCKING HURTS! I’M GETTING REALLY SCARED! IT’S SERIOUS THIS TIME! PLEASE!”

These very words signaled Doreen’s sexual repression to overheat and caused her to explode instantaneously. There were no physical contact involved but it was one of Doreen’s best orgasms. She did not have any of these in her past carnal relationships which only consisted of blow jobs, dog styles, missionary positions, side view fucking, helicopter, and whatnot. So it was something she would remember for days to come.

After shouting out for dear life, Bruce was shocked at what he saw. He can’t believe that Doreen had an orgasm just for hurting him.

Doreen dropped on Bruce’s chest out of weakness.

“Hey, are you okay?” asked Bruce and added, “What the fuck is your problem? You’re not yourself a while ago.”

“Nope. I just wanted to experiment, that’s all.”

“But you gave me quite a good fright. I thought I was going to die a while ago.”

Doreen felt another sexual arousal because of Bruce’s statement that suggested submissiveness. She was not ready to go on a second round yet, so she changed the topic.

“Just as I said. It was nothing. Want to fuck now?”

“Yeah… But it seems that you’ve already cummed.”

“It’s just out of horniness Bruce. Come on, I’ll just leave those ropes tied and I’ll fuck you pretty good.”

Bruce’s dick was still erect when Doreen prepared herself to be penetrated. She was already undressed so she just stood in front of Bruce, with both her legs spread in the middle of the latter’s body. When their sex organs are already on the same parallel line, Doreen supported herself going down and knelt. She grabbed the dick of her sex partner and rubbed it over her pussy. It still gave her the sexual arousal common to it, but it was nothing compared to what she did a while ago. When Doreen felt that her pussy was wet enough to be rocked by a huge penis like Bruce’s, she placed her body completely down as Bruce’s dick entered the depths of her pleasurable labyrinth.

It was Bruce’s time to be thrilled.

If there was something kind about Doreen, it would be her willingness to let a partner experience the joy of sex. She does not leave any man alone going crazy for her after she had satiated her lust.