I'm face down, gagged with a pair of his gym shorts he said he has worn every day at the gym for a week and had cum in twice in the last 4 hours. My arms are pulled up over my head and tied to the headboard with a belt and some other leather straps and buckles. He had mounted me from behind and is now on top with my body pinned down. A pillow under my tummy has my ass up in the air a little bit. I'm wearing an open gaff front panty with a hole in the back where it shouldn't be for a nice boy. My little package is tucked up inside the 'pussy cup' in front. It's supposed to make me look like I have a vagina. He put me in a pink training bra too. I'd never worn girls' underwear before. Well, at least never in front of anyone else. He said I'd look cute and very fuckable dressed like this. I guess he was right, because he is fucking the shit out of me right now. His long, fat cock is deep inside me, I can feel it up there so fucking deep like I've never been penetrated before. He is sliding in and out. In and out, never stopping. His hips are slapping up against my bare ass cheeks. It's much more of a pounding than a romantic interlude. I don't think he is ever going to stop!
"You love it, don't you, fag?"
I try to cry out but I'm nodding too. Nodding like I am asking for more like the slut I have become.
"When I'm done with you, you're going to clean yourself up and be sure to put another visit on your calendar for tomorrow. Same time. Got it, slut?"
I nod as I moan and try to scream through the nasty, stinky shorts shoved in my mouth.
"Good girl. Next time, I won't be so nice, so plan on a long hard night. Got it, fuck hole?"
I'm crying and trying to tell him to fuck me harder at the same time. When he is done I realize I've cum all over inside the gaff panties. It's a real mess.
As I'm leaving, I tell myself I'm never coming back. Never again. But of course, the smell of him is still all over me, even after a half hour long shower. I can't be sure I won't return. Well, I'm sure I will. The gaff and the bra are in my hands. I wear them as soon as I get home and jerk off again.
Tomorrow night. Even harder? Fuck.
Billy
