She knelt on the cold hardwood floor exactly like the women in those videos she couldn't stop watching. Knees spread wide, back straight, hands clasped behind her neck so her tits pushed out. The camera in the corner blinked red, recording everything just like she'd begged for. "Make it real," she'd told him on the app. "No safe words tonight. Use me like the sluts in those submission porn stories."
He circled her slowly, boots heavy on the floor. His hand fisted her hair and yanked her head back. "Open." She parted her lips and he shoved two fingers inside, pressing down on her tongue until she gagged. Spit ran down her chin. "That's it. Get them wet. You're going to need it."
He pulled his fingers free and wiped them across her face before walking behind her. The first slap landed hard across her ass, the sound cracking through the quiet room. She jerked forward but stayed in position. Another slap, then another, until both cheeks burned and her cunt throbbed. He kicked her knees farther apart and slid two fingers straight into her soaked pussy without warning.
"Fucking dripping already," he growled. "You really are one of those desperate little submission porn whores." He finger-fucked her rough and fast, curling hard against her front wall until her thighs shook. Every time she moaned too loud he slapped her ass again. When her walls started fluttering he pulled out and wiped her juices on her lower back.
"On the bed. Face down, ass up." She scrambled to obey, chest pressed to the mattress, knees tucked under her so her holes were presented. He strapped thick leather cuffs around her wrists and clipped them to the headboard. A spreader bar clicked between her ankles, locking her open. The position left her completely helpless, exactly the way the women looked in every submission porn story that made her touch herself at night.
He pressed the thick head of his cock against her pussy and shoved in with one brutal thrust. She cried out as he bottomed out, stretching her wide. He didn't give her time to adjust. He fucked her like he owned her, hips snapping hard, balls slapping her clit with every stroke. One hand gripped her hip; the other reached under to pinch and twist her nipples until she sobbed. "Tell me what you are."
"A slut," she gasped. "A submissive fucktoy."
"Louder."
"I'm your submissive fucktoy! Use my holes!"
He pulled out and pressed the slick head against her asshole. She tensed but didn't say no. He pushed forward slowly, letting her feel every thick inch forcing her open. The burn was intense, but the fullness made her cunt clench around nothing. Once he was buried balls-deep in her ass he started moving, long deep strokes that made her whole body rock. His fingers found her clit and rubbed tight circles until she was babbling nonsense, begging to come.
"Not yet." He pulled out, unclipped her wrists, and flipped her onto her back. The spreader bar stayed. He straddled her chest and fed his cock into her mouth. She sucked greedily, tasting her own ass and pussy on him while he fucked her throat. Tears streamed from her eyes. He held her head with both hands and used her mouth until spit and pre-cum coated her face and chest.
When he finally pulled back he slid down and drove into her pussy again, pounding her into the mattress. The new angle hit deep and perfect. He wrapped a hand around her throat and squeezed just enough that her vision sparkled. "Come," he ordered. "Come on my cock while I own your ass next."
Her orgasm hit like a freight train. Her whole body seized, cunt pulsing hard around him, juices squirting out around his shaft. He didn't stop. He fucked her straight through it, then pulled out, flipped her again, and sank back into her ass. This time he was faster, rougher, chasing his own release while she moaned brokenly into the sheets.
He came with a low grunt, flooding her ass in hot pulses. When he finally pulled out he left her there, spread and leaking, the camera still recording. He returned with a marker and wrote across her lower back in big letters: "Property of Submission Porn Stories."
She stayed exactly where he put her, trembling, used, and already wondering how soon she could beg for the next scene.
