He paddled me six times before pausing, “Baby, your ass is all red and beautiful. I can’t wait to feel how tight it will be after I’ve finished tenderizing it.”

The last ball almost came out when he hit fifteen and I suddenly understood what danger I was in of the punishment continuing longer than my aching butt could take. I could barely control my muscles to hold the beads at all. My ass was stinging from the incredibly hard paddling and tears fell down my face. I yelped and squirmed but I was totally exposed and helpless. Luckily, the ball was large and my hole was shaking so it stayed inside until he counted twenty.

The sensation of the beads coming out after he paddled me made me groan in embarrassed pleasure, they rubbed and shifted across my hole in a way I didn’t expect.

He lightly touched and caressed my sore backside, kissing and fondling my abused flesh as the heat of the pain subsided. He bit and sucked on my right cheek, hard enough I was pretty sure I was going to have a mouth-shaped hickey on my ass. A big one from the sensation.

A moment later and that cock slid back inside me like he owned the place. I moaned wantonly.

“You like that, baby?”

“Yes.” My voice was hoarse from crying and screaming.

“What is it you liked just now?”

“Your cock inside my ass, feels really good.” I murmured.

“Does your ass feel very soft and tender after your punishment?”

I nodded.

He gripped my hips and resumed the insane bestial fucking he’d given me before.

I shuddered and surrendered, unable to escape the torrent of sensations. My cock was ultra-sensitive after coming and some of the urgency of my body had finally eased, but a new insistence was building.

He fucked me literally senseless. Like a goddamn machine, I worried he’d never come for a short while before his pace slowed and warmth spread inside me. His husky voice came very near my ear this time, “Baby, you feel very good inside, I’m going to give you another load after this one, do you want it?”

I nodded, swallowing down my sob of pleasure.

“You’re all hard and neglected, baby. Let me give you another reward. If you don’t swallow it, I’ll punish you again, okay?”

He eased out of my ass and a moment later his mouth latched onto my come-covered cock. He licked and sucked at my tip, slowly easing down my shaft with hot warm lips and tongue. I saw a blinding flash of white as my vision swam under his intense ministrations. I came so hard I felt like my muscles liquefied and I forgot how to breathe.

He fondled my balls, milking the last of my come from my abused cock suckling on my slit with the tip of his tongue.

I shook violently, tears dripping down my cheeks from the attention, unable to form coherent noises. My whole body had no strength and I felt a little like a fish at the end of a rope, gasping and desperate for air.

I was still recovering the ability to breathe when he grabbed my jaw. His hot, dirty mouth fell over mine and a moment later my own come filled my mouth. I was too stunned and discombobulated to resist the attack. I should have choked and rejected the kiss, but my instinct, to my horror, was to swallow like an obedient slave.

It tasted bitter and sour, not at all nice, and it was my own damn spunk he’d just fed me.

He kissed me long and hard, not giving me any room to breathe or twist away, his tongue entangling mine so thoroughly it sent sparks right down my spine. Finally, after I was worried I would pass out, he pulled back. Saliva and a little come that had been caught on my lips dripped down my chin messily.

A thumb swiped over my lips, “Did you like the taste, baby?”

“No.” I confessed. He was still holding my jaw and I was at a terrible angle that strained my neck and made it uncomfortable.

“That’s okay, you did very well to swallow it down so obediently.”

“Please let go, it hurts.” I tugged on my cuffs to indicate the position I was currently in.

“Do you want to go to the bed, baby?”

That sounded insanely dangerous, he couldn’t still want to fuck me, right? He already came inside me! But he’d have to unstrap me for that, so it might be my only chance to get away. I nodded.

He chuckled and let go of my jaw after a soft kiss on my lips, “Such a good and obedient baby.”

Who the fuck was his baby! I wanted to punch this asshole so hard.

He undid my legs first and placed my feet on the ground until I was straddling the upper end of the bench I was on. A hand traced my hot, inflamed ass currently on display, “Baby, you look so hot right now.”

Touching me like that, this pervert! I swallowed down my surging anger and waited. He had to take the cuffs off to move me, then I’d rush him and escape.

There was a sudden ease of tension on my cuffs and I yanked on the chain as hard as I could, trying to sit up.

Warm arms circled my waist and a shirt-covered chest pressed against mine. My elbows were across his shoulders. My desperate escape attempt was turned into a goddamn hug!

I balled my fists, trying to unhook my hands, chains shaking about from the action. He laughed, right in my ear, “Baby, are you being naughty?”

Then, like I, a fully grown man, weighed nothing, he hooked an arm under my backside and lifted me right off the bench I was splayed on. Suddenly airborne with no visual anchor or support I panicked. I’m not good with heights, it’s probably one of my few fears, and while I knew I couldn’t be more than a foot off the ground- I didn’t want to fall. I stopped struggling and held on to his neck, grabbing the back of his shirt.

His laugh continued and I swung through the air, he grabbed my hands and lifted my wrist, forcing me to let go of his shirt. “Are you scared?”

I bit my lip, nodding.

“Don’t worry, baby. I won’t hurt you.”

“You just spanked me!”

Teeth nipped my left ear, hot breath curling across my cheek, “You liked that, though.”

I shook my head, unwilling to admit something like that.

A second later my position tipped backwards, fear ate at me, worried I was about to fall, but the sensation lasted only a moment before I felt a blanket under my back and the firmness of a bed.

He lay me down on the edge of the warm bed, fingers slowly releasing as I got my bearing. I clutched my hands against my chest, I’d been unhooked from the chain, but my wrists were still cuffed together. My aching shoulders eased and my leg muscles had some release from the position I’d been in before.

My cock lay against my navel, still feeling pinpricks of arousal stirring in my gut. I shifted, trying to dislodge the blindfold over my head.

“Behave. I want to watch your cute mouth while I fuck you, this position will be nice for you as well.”

“How much more do you intend to do to me?”

“Baby, as your boyfriend, shouldn’t I totally satisfy your needs?” he traced a finger lazily down the length of my cock, like he fucking owned it!

“You’re not my boyfriend!” I hissed.

Abruptly he grabbed my ankles and my legs were in the air. I gasped as that giant monster abruptly entered my dripping ass so unexpectedly. I was just starting to think my hole would stop feeling so stretched, but he shoved inside of me, bringing a soft moan to my lips.

I wanted to start cussing at this obvious lunatic, but his cock pressed right into my prostate and hammered at my insides. Words and logic fled.

I thought he’d been an animal before, but that was nothing.

My thighs were shaking, my hips caught in a grip so hard and ironclad I wanted to claw it off, but I was too busy moaning and trying to squirm away.

He was having none of it. I couldn’t even kick my feet properly, my knees were too weak and over his shoulders. At best I could smack the heel of my foot against his back, but I had no lower-body strength right now.

Every nerve was caught in a whorl of pleasure so penetrating and violent I struggled for air.

I was begging incoherently in minutes.

My insides felt rubbed raw and slippery at the same time. My brain failed to connect anything beyond that thick rubbing sensation and the torturous pain of my cock coming back to hardness for the third time. I really couldn’t come again, I had no sperm left, it hurt to be so hard with nothing in the barrel.

“Admit you’re my boyfriend, baby, and I’ll give you what you want.” He growled, biting my shoulder.

I was willing to admit he was my mother if I could catch a breath.

That insane pounding kept going. I was going to lose my mind like this. It was too much. “P-puh-please…”

“Say it, baby.” He rammed in hard enough to make me worried I’d have bruised intestines at the rate he was going. How the fuck could anyone do it like this? This wasn’t normal!

I was close to dry-coming, my cock slippery and rubbing against my stomach from every thrust, my body shaking and trembling with every nerve ending on fire. “You-you’re my boy-oh fuck, my boyfriend!”

I came so hard that little grey spots covered my vision. A wave of pain and pleasure chased me into unconsciousness.

He fucked me so hard I passed out.

Who the hell wants a boyfriend like that?