Sebas 2 The Debt

He called me on my mobile and I recognized the number we had exchanged.

- Have you thought about it yet?

He proposed coming over one afternoon after work and fucking me. Directly.

- Come and let's talk - I didn't know how to react to his proposal yet.

He was punctual. He asked for something to drink, and I only had beer at home. As he drank, he started undressing. He had a strong, rugged body, but not from the gym. When he took off his underwear, I saw that he was already erect and I couldn't deny that his determination excited me.

- Are you going to suck me first, on your knees, master?

I knelt down and started licking him, like a dog, enjoying his erection and his hanging balls. Without saying a word. He grabbed my head and started setting the pace. He thrust it in and out of my mouth, making me drool and provoking my desire for more.

Suddenly, he stopped and pulled me away from him.

- Do you remember the slap you gave me, master? It didn't hurt, you're a wimp, but you humiliated me in front of my colleagues. They teased me for weeks.

I got scared.

- So today I've come to collect what's owed to me. Get undressed!

I did.

- Lean back against the table with your back!

Then I hesitated because I saw him pull out his belt from the pants he had left aside.

- Before I fuck you, which is what you like, I have to collect this debt. But you decide.

I went back to my position.

- How many years has it been? Help me count, you know I'm not very smart!

One, two, three,….

He stuttered and waited for me to continue. We got to 20 lashings, but only the last one was strong enough to elicit a real cry of pain from me. I felt my skin burning. And I heard his satisfied voice and his mocking expression.

- I didn't want to fuck you today, but you've got me all worked up...do you have condoms?

We went to the bedroom, and he told me to get on all fours on the bed. Soon I felt his fingers, moistened with his own saliva, opening up my ass. When he started pushing his cock in, I complained because my ass was sensitive from the lashings.

- Damn, master, how it goes in! What a good slut you are!

I started masturbating to his rhythm, and when I asked him to fuck me, he let out a laugh and leaned over me, stretching his hand to push my head down to the bed.

- Like that, like that, lift your ass!

With the thrusting, proportional to his strength, I lost my balance and moved forward. He would reposition me, grabbing me by the hips. At one point, Sebas lifts a leg and with his foot, he steps on my head.

- Like that, you won't move around so much!

Now the thrusts are stronger, and they really hurt. I complain. I stop masturbating. I couldn't keep up with his rhythm.

- Shut up, I'm almost done!

And, indeed, I feel the warmth of his ...