Cnc
I'm a 61 year old white woman, around 5'3" curvy, 120 or so. Brunette with green eyes. No one knows this about me not even my husband of 38 years. I was played with when I was younger by my uncle and grandfather. This went on from around 8 to 13, we moved away and it ended. Those years have formed in ways I can't explain. I have fought to to keep my issues buried. I've done a good job of I think. I married a good man and had two wonderful offspring. Obviously they are grown and on their own now. I'm a retired teacher and not being able to sit still I became a realtor and sell houses part time.
Seems like having too much free time has brought out my issues I've worked hard to suppress. My husband is caring and gentle. But I find my self craving to be used as a sex object. This brings me to a recent post on DL. I enjoy reading the stories on DL and now and then I read posts hoping to find someone who might be interested in helping me fulfill my fantasy and needs. I came across a post that asked to hear from others who enjoy reading DL stories and DL fantasy. Well after a few days I replied and I was pleasantly surprised to find him intelligent and with great listening skills. We emailed back and forth for weeks, me telling him about my past and present life. In conf I told him about my forced fantasy, he told me he had experience in cnc play which spiked my curiosity. After more emails, mind you I don't know what he looks like and he doesn't know what I look like.
So with some recklessness I decided to give it a try, the role play. We set up a private showing at home in secluded area. I got there and did my usual set up waiting in the house. He quietly came in and locked the door. Covering his face and found me in the kitchen and snuck up behind me and put a fake gun to my head and told me keep quiet. My heart racing, breathing fast and hard, I'm pleading with him not to hurt me. He slapped my face told me shut up, I'm actually scared now, thinking maybe I made a mistake. He blindfold me. Tied my wrist, then drug me down to the basement. Tied with my hands over my head and began to slap my face and calling me a stupid slut, a dumb bitch. He cut off my clothes, I'm hanging there naked, he began whipping me with a belt across my tits, stomach, back and ass. Then he started slapping my pussy. I'm crying as he calls me whore, uppity bitch, spits on my face. Then I feel his rough callused hands grabbing my tits roughly, running his hands over my body, then he forced his finger in my ass,forcing it in hard again and, then he let's me down and dragging me across the room he bends me over and laundry table and ties me to it. Then feel his hands on my ass, I feel his hard dick rubbing against my ass, then with force he plunged hard in my pussy which with shame I admit was so wet.
He fucked me so hard and with no mercy, pulling my hair, then I felt his belt around my neck, choking me as he brutally fucked me. He pulled out, I could hear his heavy breathing and then without warning I feel him push his cock hard in my ass, forcing himself deep in again and again as I cried out to stop, he just kept going with no regard to me, then he pulled out, walked around the table and told me to open up, shoved his dirty cock from my ass in my mouth and throat fucked me until he finally came hard in my mouth, he made me swallow it. Then he cut me free and left me laying on the floor used and spent. Crying but yet feeling so alive. I cleaned up and got myself around and went home feeling the best I've felt in years, this what my uncle and grandfather made me, it who I am. To this day I don't know who he is or what he looks like. I find myself needing this again. It's my dark dirty secret. I have a showing coming up again in nice country house set in the woods. I already emailed him, I hope he shows up.....
Seems like having too much free time has brought out my issues I've worked hard to suppress. My husband is caring and gentle. But I find my self craving to be used as a sex object. This brings me to a recent post on DL. I enjoy reading the stories on DL and now and then I read posts hoping to find someone who might be interested in helping me fulfill my fantasy and needs. I came across a post that asked to hear from others who enjoy reading DL stories and DL fantasy. Well after a few days I replied and I was pleasantly surprised to find him intelligent and with great listening skills. We emailed back and forth for weeks, me telling him about my past and present life. In conf I told him about my forced fantasy, he told me he had experience in cnc play which spiked my curiosity. After more emails, mind you I don't know what he looks like and he doesn't know what I look like.
So with some recklessness I decided to give it a try, the role play. We set up a private showing at home in secluded area. I got there and did my usual set up waiting in the house. He quietly came in and locked the door. Covering his face and found me in the kitchen and snuck up behind me and put a fake gun to my head and told me keep quiet. My heart racing, breathing fast and hard, I'm pleading with him not to hurt me. He slapped my face told me shut up, I'm actually scared now, thinking maybe I made a mistake. He blindfold me. Tied my wrist, then drug me down to the basement. Tied with my hands over my head and began to slap my face and calling me a stupid slut, a dumb bitch. He cut off my clothes, I'm hanging there naked, he began whipping me with a belt across my tits, stomach, back and ass. Then he started slapping my pussy. I'm crying as he calls me whore, uppity bitch, spits on my face. Then I feel his rough callused hands grabbing my tits roughly, running his hands over my body, then he forced his finger in my ass,forcing it in hard again and, then he let's me down and dragging me across the room he bends me over and laundry table and ties me to it. Then feel his hands on my ass, I feel his hard dick rubbing against my ass, then with force he plunged hard in my pussy which with shame I admit was so wet.
He fucked me so hard and with no mercy, pulling my hair, then I felt his belt around my neck, choking me as he brutally fucked me. He pulled out, I could hear his heavy breathing and then without warning I feel him push his cock hard in my ass, forcing himself deep in again and again as I cried out to stop, he just kept going with no regard to me, then he pulled out, walked around the table and told me to open up, shoved his dirty cock from my ass in my mouth and throat fucked me until he finally came hard in my mouth, he made me swallow it. Then he cut me free and left me laying on the floor used and spent. Crying but yet feeling so alive. I cleaned up and got myself around and went home feeling the best I've felt in years, this what my uncle and grandfather made me, it who I am. To this day I don't know who he is or what he looks like. I find myself needing this again. It's my dark dirty secret. I have a showing coming up again in nice country house set in the woods. I already emailed him, I hope he shows up.....
8 days ago
