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He is brutally sadistic when he's been drinking, just how i like him
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Jan 8, 2010 2:34 pm
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When i saw him sign on at 130am, i had a feeling he had been drinking. He started talking about a taboo subject that made me uncomfortable, but incredibly aroused and very submissive.
He told me where to drive, what to wear, and to bring 'company'
He got in the van and asked where she was. I knew at the time that he wanted me to be alone, but was needing to really hurt and abuse me. He started smacking my face, one side then the other. I held onto the head rests to steady myself and took what he gave. He grabbed me by the hair and my face went into his lap. He forced me to deep throat him with constant pressure on the back of my head. He told me if i gagged, he would knock my teeth out. When i didn't, he said good girl, and i melted. He wasn't finished hurting me though, as his need to abuse transcended any sexual desires he was feeling at the moment. He yanked my head up by my hair and started smacking me again. He praised me for dressing like the slut that i was, and i shivered. He reached for my tits, but my corset was fastened too high up so he put his hands in and ripped it open, pulling it down over my shoulders. He began squeezing and pinching my nipples hard and i knew i was in for more pain than i had ever experienced. He then began slapping and punching my tits and telling me what would happen to me if i ever disobeyed an order. He reached down under my skirt and lifted it, exposing my pussy. I thought he was going to fist, pinch, or scratch me and i braced. He started punching my pussy right on my clit, then my thighs. I started crying from the pain, but also dripping. He brought his other hand up and started choking me and forcing me back to the headrest while he continued punching my cunt. I went into subspace and stopped reacting to the pain, which is not what he wanted. He was in a really sadistic and abusive mood. He pulled me back down to his lap and i started sucking again. I felt his hands move over my back and thought he was about to comfort me. I then felt his fingernails go into my back and i screamed. He started beating me again and i started to cry and beg him to stop. He continued beating me while asking if i really wanted him to stop, i said, yes please sir. He slapped and punched me for a little while longer, then forced my head back down and his cock deep in my throat. He told me that if i didn't start doing a better job, he was going to drag me out of the van, into the street and really brutalize me. As i was sucking his cock, he continued to slap, punch and pinch me and tell me what would happen to me if i disobeyed again. He told me he was about to cum and that if i spilled a drop, he would beat me again. I braced as he came into the back of my throat and i swallowed furiously so none would drip out. When he finished, he pulled my head back up by my hair and i braced again for more pain. Instead he pushed my hair out of my face and asked me if i understood what would happen to me if i disobeyed again. I told him i knew and he asked is i was sure, i said yes sir, i am sure. He asked if we were good, and i knew everything was okay. His order was not one he wanted me to obey that time, and it was his way of telling me so.
I sat there a little while longer, to recover and put my tattered clothes back on. I texted him that now i knew what he was like while he was drinking. He asked where i was and i told him that i had not left yet. He told me to go home unless i wanted to drink a cup of something special. My reply was same as always 'anything for you sir'. He told me no, not tonight, and to go home and write about tonight and send it to him. I could tell i had pleased him that night and wrote about it in my email. He agreed that i was dead on and rewarded me by once again, calling me good girl
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