I have plans for her, plans to take her places she hasn't been before, to show her that what she thought were her limits...her extremes, are only starting points. She has learned to trust me, and she has had a taste of submission, and we both are longing for a chance to take this further. She has given me gifts I never thought to have, and I hope to do the same for her. I need to finish the story I began...about what will happen when we finally have the chance to spend the time we both need so badly. I love her madly.

BAR GOD

In a booth....in the back....S on one side, her friend on the other side, I was a GOD to the other men in the bar.

Ferdinand the Bull

It seems that S has, perhaps, the largest fingers in the known world. Between her freakishly enormous digits, and someone elses fondness for icecubes, I feel like I have been raped by Ferdinand the Bull. At this rate, these two awesome, incredible women will have me wearing Depends Undergarmets by my next birthday. But, turn about is fair play, so watch out girls!

My new favorite shirt

Ta da!

Save the Kittens.

Remember....everytime you masturbate...God kills a kitten.

(You know who you are.)

A guy dies while making love to his wife. A few days later the undertaker calls her and says, "Your husband still has an erection ma'am, what shall I do with it?"

The wife replies, "Cut it off and shove it up his ass!"

The undertaker does as he is told. On the day of the funeral the wife visits her husband for the last time and sees what appears to be a tear rolling down his face, so she bends over the casket and whispers in his ear,

"It fucking hurts doesn't it!"

Part 2

.....the gift will be for later.

Later, as we lay in bed, I tell her that now, if she is ready, she can wear the gift. The cuffs are a symbol of submission I tell her, and when she puts them on, she belongs to me ….to use as I wish. She may not tell me no, she may not take them off, until I allow it. Although I know that it is not in the nature of S to submit, she is eager to wear them. I am eager too, because I mean to test her resolve.

I begin with an impossible instruction, one that I know she will refuse, because I want her to learn, immediately, what she has agreed to. I send her out to my truck to get my cigars. She begins to get dressed and I stop her. I didn’t tell her to get dressed, I told her to get my cigars. S drops her clothes on the floor, and goes to the door, cracking it to peak outside. I am positive that she will refuse, that she will tell me no, and I look forward to correcting her behavior. She looks back at me, grins, then walks outside into the afternoon sunlight, across the lot to my truck, and back to the room. She does not run or try to cover herself, and I realize that testing her will be harder than I supposed.

S brings me my cigars, and from the smirk on her face, I can see that she believes she has surprised me, scored a point on me. Damn it, but she has.

I tell her to stand in front of me and she quickly does. Close your eyes and turn around, and bend over. She does. I take out a small plug…and lightly lubing the tip…I slowly work the tip into her ass, then roughly push it the rest of the way in, until the thin part is held by her. I tell her to keep it there…not to let it out…not until I allow it. She says she understands....and I tell S to get dressed.

I take her out to a bar…one with a dance floor….and buy us each a drink. She is wearing jeans, which cover the ankle cuffs, but the ones on her wrists are obvious. I take her out on the floor during a slow song…. and hold her close to me…and remind her…not to let the plug slip out…no matter what. As we dance, I see that other men in the bar look at her….and I know what they are thinking. I take her back to our table, and tell her that if anyone in the bar asks her dance….she must.

I walk to the bar and sit down, watching her in the mirror behind the bar. The “leg humpers”, as she calls them, don’t waste any time, and one asks her to dance almost immediately. I watch….making sure he crosses no lines as they dance. I will let no man touch her…no man have her….I do not share. But she is safe in this bar….no one will cross me. I am too damn scary looking.

Finally, after she has danced with several men….I claim what is mine. The looks they give me are comical….I could crush them like bugs. I bend over to kiss her…and reach down to squeeze her ass…and I feel the plug is still in place…. S has done well.

I take S back to our room and lead her inside….and tell her to undress for me. She does and I watch…and I can see it excites her…me watching. As she bend over to step out of her jeans…she drops the plug….finally….and looks up at me in apprehension. Neither of us says a word…..and as she finishes undressing, I stand….and pull off my belt.

I point at the bed….and without either of us saying a word…. S kneels beside it and bends over. I lay my belt gently on her oh-so-white ass…and imagine the stripes it will soon have. I ask her is she understands why I am doing this….and she says yes.

I am too big….and too strong….so I am careful not to hurt her. I do not hit her hard…or too many times…..but I do leave my mark on her…..and she will not soon forget. Next time she will be more careful.

I reach down and grab her by the hair and throw her, face down onto the bed. I am on top of her before she can move, and pin her to the bed. I reach down and grab the second part of the gift. Four bright red ropes, each with a snap spliced onto the end. I have spent hours splicing the ropes for a professional look. I hate half assed work. I snap a rope onto each of her wrists, and flip her over onto her back. I run the end of the rope thru the D rings on her ankles, and pull them tight. She in now trapped, with her legs and hands straight in the air. I hold the ends of the ropes, one in each fist, and pull them down and out, spreading her legs for me. She tries to struggle briefly, but quickly realizes there is no point. I am hard again, throbbing again, and as my cock enters her, I look into her eyes, and see a smile on her face. I stop, with my cock barely inside her….and when I feel her rise up to me…I slam it inside her…as hard as I can….moving her up the bed a foot with the thrust. Her eyes open wide with surprise, her mouth also. I stop….and look at her….and slowly move my cock in and out….she is so wet now….so slick….that I know she is ready….

I pull my cock out slowly…and moving it slightly….press the tip against her ass….I still have the ropes….one in each fist….and I pull hard…spreading her legs even wider…and I push my cock into her tight….tight ass. I see a look of pain….of apprehension on her face….in her eyes….but I slowly push deeper and deeper….until everything I have is buried deep, deep inside her. I can see it hurts her…so I stop….inside her….rocking slightly…..and whisper to her “Relax”.

I wait…..and eventually I feel the muscles relax slightly….and I slowly pull out….not all the way….but almost. Looking in her eyes…I slowly bury my cock in her ass again…and watching her eyes…I see that she is almost ready for me to really take it. I move a bit faster....and I see that she is starting to relax….and then….I pause…..pull the ropes tighter still…look deep into those beautiful green eyes…and I drive my cock as hard and as fast and as deep into her ass as I can….over and over and over…it hurts her I know….but it also pleases her….and I fuck her ass as hard as I can….and as long as I can….and she screams for me when she cums…my cock buried deep in her ass….and finally I let go of the ropes…..and grab her by the hair…and staring into her eyes…I kiss her as I cum in her ass……

I grab her by the hair....and pull her into the bathroom and order her to bathe me….to clean me. As she rinses away the soap from my cock….I think of how lucky I am to have S….and what I am going to do to her next. I still have two more ropes I haven’t used….. and a bag of toys she hasn’t seen.