He yanked me off the dining room table, my butthole wet and full of his saliva. It felt loosened up and quite stimulated. Pushing me around to face the table he aggressively pushed my torso and head down on it, while his booted leg pushed my legs far apart. Without a minute lost he had scooted down and began a second round assault on my butthole. His tongue was lashing out even more powerfully as he penetrated it as deeply as possible.
He had spread my ass cheeks far apart and I moaned softly expressing my arousal.
"Stay put", he said in a directive. He left the room but returned shortly with a police baton, a "nightstick", with a leather strap handle. Sticking it beneath my face and up against my nose, he said, "smell the power in that nice round and smooth piece of stiff wooden discipline, slut". I did. Pulling it back to him he swatted me lightly on each butt cheek. Then rubbing it purposely up and down into my ass crack he blurted out, "such a diverse instrument of dominance, no, slut?" I responded, "yes, Sir".
Finally, he put the blunt tip of the baton squarely into my wetted butthole and ever so slowly and diligently slid it into me. The sensation was unlike anything I ever felt before, and as most of my friends know I've been fucked a lot. He twisted it in deeper and I moaned louder. He seemed turned on to it.
"I must say, you're good. I haven't even had to put handcuffs on you, YET!".
Pulling out the baton he yanked the leash attached to the ring on my collar, spun me around to look at him, and handed me the baton. "Now, lick it, suck on it, WORSHIP IT, slut.". "It's your destiny!".
I took hold of it and began licking it up and down and then inserted the tip into my mouth and began sucking on it. He smiled and chorted, "tastes good, huh, cocksucker!". I just nodded in affirmation. He grabbed the baton and tossed it aside.
He looked so damn hot in his uniform I could barely control myself from grabbing him and touching him everywhere. He afforded me that opportunity shortly. His beautifully cut jet black hair and walnut colored eyes was quite alluring, as was his broad lips and sparkling white teeth.
Sitting in a chair he extended out his legs, pointed to his black glistening boots and said, "kneel and worship them, slut.". I was elated as I am a very proficient bootlicker, typically pressing my tongue down and deep so a man feels my enthusiastic energy in his toes. I immediately knelt, licked his boots lovingly while also rubbing and massaging them top to toe. At one point I reached further up to rub his thigh through his tight uniform pants. He didn't stop me, so I moved up to kiss and lick his muscled thighs above the boots, eventually getting my tongue to his crotch, kneeling between his legs as he squeezed them into me.
His dark, thick cock was still exposed and hanging out. I looked up to his eyes and he said directly, "suck me, bitch". I did. I gladly did, while rubbing his thighs and chest in complete adoration. He seemed aroused by my enthusiasm as I sucked his cock like never I had before this time. He heated up and got so damn stiff and hard, his cock head swelling seeming ready to explode. "Enough, he said", suddenly pushing me aside and standing up.
He grabbed the leash and led me to another room, a bedroom. It apparently was the primary bedroom with an ensuite bathroom. He turned me around, shoved me face down on the bed. In a mirror on a dresser in front of me I could see him toss aside the helmet and his shirt exposing his broad, muscled chest and pecs, with a nice crop of hair and round firm nipples. He slapped some lube on my butthole and slid his dick right into my gaping hole, nicely prepped to be fucked. And, man, he was stiffer than a baseball bat ready to take me any way he wanted.
Grabbing my hips firmly he pounded into me with a fury. Slapping his balls against my ass cheeks I knew he was deep into me, slamming me hard and furious. All I could think of was the feel of his boots against my naked legs with each thrust. I can take it rough, real rough, but he was certainly pressing my limits. I wasn't going to complain or stop him, as he had already spoken and warned about using handcuffs.
Plowing me like a horny domineering slave owner he finally released a heavy gasp and several forceful thrusts, each with a ream of cum ejaculated into the tip of the condom. I actually felt the warmth of his load in me. It was fucking hot.
Slowly withdrawing he wiped the sweat off his forehead and went into the bathroom.
I was anticipating that would be it, but taking the leash he turned me over, tugged me to the edge of the bed and lifted my legs over his shoulders. I looked into his eyes and he smiled at me. He then grabbed an electronic tablet from a nightstand, put it next to me and put on some porn, guys in suits having an orgy. Slapping on a condom he plowed into me again, ramming my asshole hard and deep for a second time, with increasing vigor.
He went at it even more than the first fuck, and I knew it would take him more time and energy this second round, I presumed. All I could think of was this had to be the bed where he slept with his wife and most likely fucked her too. That turned me on! He just kept thrusting and plowing into me while alternately looking at me and the porn video. Sweat poured off his forehead. I reached out and rubbed his chest and stone hard nipples which made him hornier. Finally, in a great groan he orgasmed and came again, inside me deep. And, damn, I shot my wad too. I just couldn't hold back.
Pulling out, the tip of the condom was full again.
He bent down, grabbed my head and kissed me passionately.
We cleaned up some, and I asked him if he hid the uniforms. He told me, no, his wife enjoyed them as much as I do. Should I be shocked? He probably fucks her in this uniform just as readily as he did me.
Escorting me to the door as he needed to get to work, he hoped we would meet up again, possibly even getting a group of guys into suits together for an orgy. I agreed. He told me it has been a fantasy of his to rip open the seat of a guy's suit pants, then the briefs, and fuck him, tugging on the guy's necktie to lift up his head, while other men in suits watched him do it.
It was so damn hot, the entire experience. As I got to the door he handed me the used condoms, "For you, cocksucker! Dispose of them as you like! You've earned it.".
"Thanks, bitch. See ya". He closed the door quickly.
