A Return to Long Island: An Unexpected Encounter

Spanking 3. So I left his house having just been beaten red and fucked for the first time. I didn’t know what to think. His last words were “you’ll be back”. As I drove away I thought this guy was fuckin’ crazy. One month later my uncle uncle died and I was back on Long Island. I found myself at his place again. This time it was much different. I got to the door and he pointed to the hall. He made me go into an unfinished basement. The waiting for him was intense. At any minute I was waiting for the door to lock and become a victim that you see on the HLN. He came down and blind folded me. Tied my hands together and then clipped them to a rope from the ceiling he ran through a pulley. With out warning the beatings began. First a hand to warm me up, then his belt, a ping pong paddle, the dreaded hair brush. Then he lowered me down but still tied up. Throat fucked me until my throat was swollen (I didn’t mind). Then with out warning I was hoisted back up. He began with the brush again. My least favorite up to this point. Then he played with my cock. I was so fearful he was going to whip it. I hung there by the hands naked and blind folded. He hugged me from behind and groped my cock. It was the first time he touched my cock. I was liking it even though I was in pain. He whispered in my ear,”I’m glad you came back. I knew you would. You want more of my cock?” I said,”yes master!” He asked,”are you ready to earn it?” Yes!!! He said,”I’ll give you what you want and I’m taking what I want. But it’s not going to be ez.” He lifted my blind fold, Walked across the basement, and came back with an old school teaches black board pointer with a lil rubber tip. The next thing I heard was a wisssssh through the air. It was like Luke sky walkers light saber. SWATTTT!!!! It made contact with my bare ass. It lit me up. He said,”you’re going to keep getting these until you cry. Real tears. No bs.” I have a high tolerance for pain. I knew I was in for it. I thought about my grandparents funeral, my x that dumped me every emotional thing I could. No tears. I was hanging there begging for mercy. He said,”no tears no mercy!” Kept swatting. Eventually I cried. Fuck did I. He caressed my ass. Untied me from the ceiling and brought me up to his snoopy covered shred in his room. Told me to get on the bed. The draw opened and he applied lube to my hole and my ass cheeks. He slowly worked his cock into me. Kept whispering in my ear,”I’m your master. You served me well. Here is your prize.” He began to fuck me like a freight train. He pounded me then grabbed my shoulders as he unloaded from his 81/2 cock. He pulled down under my shoulders hard to get into me deep. He unloaded as deep into me as he possibly could. He pulled out. Made me jerk off with my hands tied as I sucked his cock which was already hard again. I thought he was going to fuck me again. But he demanded I cum. As soon as the last drop hit the floor he said,”now leave. I’ll invite you back when I’m ready. Remember who your master is.” Kik rexandeffects