If you're squeamish and live in a world of sunlight and flowers please do not read this, I'm sure it will upset your delicate sensibilities. If however you are like me and live in a decidedly dark world where sexual dominance is the prime motivator and females are nothing more than objects on which to satisfy your primal sexual urges, read on....

 

Myself and my now decidedly former girlfriend had been together for three years. We were both bored, I'm sure, but neither of us could bring about a suitable way to end things. I constantly fucked around with other girls and I am sure she did as well but we both still enjoyed fucking each other as well so we continued in a relationship of half truths and a state of half happiness. I'm sure I am not the only one to find themselves in such a position.

 

This all ended the day I decided to hate-fuck our relationship into nothingness. Watching progressively violent porn had obviously shifted my tastes from the mundane to the exotic, taboo and outright illegal. My girlfriend, Timea (a Hungarian name), had gone along with my darker inclinations somewhat by submitting to light bondage. You know the type; furry handcuffs that couldn't restrain fuck-all and riding crops tipped with feathers instead of thick leather. It wasn't enough for me and neither was she. I wanted to end the relationship and take as much out of it as I could when I did it.  All it really took was putting the fluffy-cuff coverings onto a real pair of handcuffs and the will to do what was necessary for my satisfaction once Timea was under my control.

 

It was Valentines day 2003. We had gone out for the obligatory meal and bottles of wine. I had held back on the drink and watched eagerly as she guzzled down every drop she could. I wanted her tipsy so she wouldn't notice any odd behaviour from me or the changes I had made to our toy. At least not until it was too late. Arriving back to our home we began the usual half hearted Valentines night fuck. Timea always liked her pussy being eaten out so I spent a little extra time on her down there considering how I intended to use her in a matter of minutes. Moving up her, kissing along her naval tits, nipples, neck, and lips I moved her hands to the corners of the bed.  The cuffs were already in position and I simply locked her wrists into them. She gave a giggle as if she was being naughty and enjoyed my hand working her clit as I reached over to nightstand for a rubber.

 

I knelt between her legs as I took the condom out of its wrapper. "Maybe I wont use this tonight" I said knowing what her response would be. Maybe I just wanted to hear her deny me something once again before I took the plunge. After her response I looked at her blankly and said, with far too much relish, "who the fuck was asking you?"

 

She was startled and only truly realised I was serious when I begun to rub my cock up and down her wet pussy lips. She struggled at once and I watched her face as she tried to pull the shitty toy-cuffs away from the bed. The solid clunk of metal on wood was music to my ears. "You're not going anywhere bitch....."

 

(hope you enjoyed that taste, i'll continue on if theres enough interest and comments)