BDSM Pain Slut Session: Slapped, Choked, and Filled Raw
Hey loves, it's your favorite petite slut here, still sore and smiling from one of the most intense sessions I've had in months. If you're into the kind of play where boundaries get pushed hard (but always with full consent and safe words), this one's going to make you hard just reading it.
He walked in already knowing my reputation from Ghetto Gaggers: the brutal sub scenes where I take slapping, choking, and raw destruction like it's my oxygen. We did the full screening dance: recent STI panels exchanged, limits negotiated (hard stops on permanent marks or anything illegal, safe words red/yellow/green locked in). The envelope was tucked away, and the game was on.
I dropped to my knees the second he gave the nod. My short platinum hair gleamed under the dim hotel light as he grabbed the top of my head and yanked my head back. "Open wide, whore," he growled. No warm-up. His bare cock—thick, throbbing slammed straight down my throat. I gagged instantly, tears streaming down my cheeks as he held me there, nose buried in his stomach. The burn in my throat was perfect. He started thrusting, fucking my face like a Fleshlight, slapping my cheeks hard between strokes. Left, right, left, right - sharp stings that made my bronze skin bloom red. Each smack echoed in the room, and I moaned around his cock, drool spilling down my chin, loving how used I felt already.
He pulled out just long enough to flip me onto the bed on my stomach. Wrists pinned above my head with one massive hand, he straddled my thighs and spread me open. No lube needed—my pussy was already soaked from the face-fucking. He rammed in raw, no condom, no hesitation. The stretch was immediate and delicious, his cock bottoming out in one brutal thrust. I cried out, arching back, begging, "Harder, please! Hurt me." He obliged. Every slam forward came with a hard slap of him against my ass.
His hand wrapped around my throat from behind, squeezing just enough to make my vision spotty, my pulse thunder under his fingers. "You're my worthless little cum dump," he hissed, pounding deeper. I could barely breathe, but fuck, the rush was electric. My body betrayed me, and my pussy clenched tighter around him with every restricted breath. He alternated: choke, release, slap, thrust. My moans turned to desperate whimpers, tears mixing with sweat.
He wasn't done. Flipping me onto my back, legs forced wide, he drove back into my pussy while his other hand slapped my tits, leaving red handprints across my chest. Then he shifted lower, pulled out, and pressed against my ass. One hard push, and he was buried balls-deep in my tight hole, no mercy. Thank god he wasn’t massive. I wouldn’t have been able to take a massive, thick cock like that. The burn was intense, turning to white-hot pleasure as he railed me, still choking me lightly, still slapping my face whenever I gasped too loudly. "Take it, bitch, every inch." I did. I begged for more, my voice hoarse: “Please, I fucking need it."
He built to a frenzy fucking my ass as hard and deep as he could. Bending my legs back until they were nearly pinned beside my head. Finally, he buried deep in my hole one last time, growling as he unloaded. Hot spurts flooded me, overflowing, dripping out around his cock as he kept thrusting through it. When he pulled out, cum leaked from my asshole, mixing on the sheets. I lay there panting, marked, filled, completely wrecked... and grinning like an idiot.
Aftercare was sweet—he held me, wiped my tears, got me water, checked in on every mark. We talked limits again, laughed about how hard I came without even touching my clit. That's the magic: brutal on the outside, caring underneath.
If this savage, raw, pain-slut PSE sounds like your fantasy, let me know. My holes are ready for your brutality. Let's make me scream while you drain your balls into me.
💦🖤 Alexandra
(Always remember: Mandatory testing for bareback, safe words mandatory, screening required. Consent makes the filth hotter.)
