Master 4

A few weeks had passed since the bathroom incident. I was sitting on the couch, watching tv, when I finally decided to get my overworked lazy ass up and take out the trash. I hurried to the dumpster and tossed in the trash and turned to hurry back and escape the wretched sun I hated so much. I liked it dark and gloomy, not bright and sunny. Hopping back up the stairs, I headed back into the apartment and slammed the door without turning around. Strangely, I did not hear the sound of the door slamming behind me. I turned around to see why and there standing in the doorway was him. My heart started beating faster, my breath became heavier once again, and my body tensed up. My phone was in the bedroom. Damn thing might not even turn on. It won't charge for shit. Who was I fooling. I was not going to call for help. I was going to let him have his filthy way with me but I was not going to go down without a fight. I turned to run. I heard the door close as he entered, chasing after me. I made it halfway down the hallway before he caught up to me and grabbed my waist. I turned around, swinging at him. I got a few good hits in before he easily floored me. I flopped and rolled but he remained on top of me. Slapping me, spitting on me, and choking me. My body tired easily. I stopped flailing. My chest rose up and down rapidly as he grabbed my ankles and dragged me to my living room. He ripped off my shirt and shorts before turning me over and snapping off my bra. Luckily for him there were no panties for him to rip off as I was wearing nothing else under my shorts. He shuffled his pants off and I could feel his black dick smothering my white ass. My face was turned towards the television as he slathered my asshole with his spit before plunging his black dick into it. My face held down to the ground, by his hand, as he violated me. I stared at the tv and wondered if I was watching Dr. Who while being raped or was the Doctor the one watching me while I was being raped. My breathing was labored in tune to his strokes. My anus was swallowing his dick gleefully as his pelvis smacked my ass with every thrust. His swollen balls smacked my pussy flicking droplets of my nectar across the floor. He would pull out of me to spit into my gaping asshole that he had no right to be in. After filling my asshole with his gooey cum, he rolled me over. I started to hit his chest as hard as I could as he spread me as wide as he could. He held my wrists down as he spit in my face for trying to fight him off of me. Defeated, I spread as wide as I could so he could rape me as hard as he wanted. My senses roiled with pain, fear, and pleasure as he dived his dick into my pool of nectar that eagerly awaited him. His cock was so wet and slippery thanks to me. Farting noises reverberated throughout the apartment as his cock popped in and out of me. His mouth found my right nipple as he sucked and flicked his tongue on my swollen nipple. My breasts bounced to the rhythm of his unlawful intrusion. I muffled a scream as I came, after one too many strokes from his perfect cock. As I stared at the Doctor, on tv, I wondered if he would like to join. The only difference being the Doctor would not need to rape me because he would have my full permission to enter me. Not like the guy who was currently exploding cum into me for a second time today. Letting go of my wrists he slid down my body, with the help of his tongue. He swirled his tongue around my belly button before trailing down to my inner thigh. Stroking me with his tongue right where my thigh and pelvis connected. I used my hands to try to push the intruder's head off of me but to no avail. His mouth found my clit and began sucking. My clit was being sucked on like a baby to a nipple. It felt so fucking good. I could not help but grind my waist into his face as he swirled his slimy filthy tongue around my clit. His tongue slid down to my lips as he poked and prodded the entrance to my core. I was not done giving up yet. His face in my pussy, I let him have it. I arched my back as I let loose a waterfall of sterile piss unto his face. I could not hold back the devious grin on my face as I drowned his face in it. He tried to slurp and suck his way through it but it was too much. He pulled his face back after being drenched. In a instant, the devious grin on my face was gone as he backhanded me twice. He grabbed a belt from the loop of his pants and started striking me. He stood up and grabbed my arm trying to turn me over. I used my other arm and tried to shield my ass as he swung the belt repeatedly. I yelped and cried at the pain and tried to crawl away. Like an animal. Red stripes marked my ass as I crawled quickly into a corner and cowered. I should have known there would be repercussions for doing that. Thinking I was just going to piss on his face and get away with it. The faint sounds of children playing outside could be heard as I was showered in his piss from head to toe in that corner. piss cascaded down my face. My breasts were soaked. A river streamed down my body as it dripped from my pussy onto the floor. I jumped as he fooled me into thinking he would strike me again. He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me into my bathroom. He lifted the toilet seat cover and sat down as I was kneeled before him. He grunted as fecal matter escaped his body into the toilet. I wrinkled my nose at the smell before he slapped me with the belt. He stroked himself before grabbing the back of my head and shoving it into his groin. He commanded me to open my mouth before shoving his dick into my mouth. Here I was. Sucking a man's dick while he was taking a shit. The head of his cock swam in my saliva as I sucked on it. His head tasted good. I moved down to his balls. His round swollen cum-filled balls fit nicely into my salivating mouth as he continued shitting. I used my right hand to masturbate. My insides felt creamy and warm. I covered my hand in my nectar before using it to milk his cock as I continued to marinate his balls in my mouth. I popped his balls out of my mouth right as a stream of sticky white cum shot out of his cock, plastering my face. I kneeled patiently, with a warm cum covered face, as he finished shitting and wiping. He then hoped in the shower as I continued to wait patiently. A nice glop of his cum hung of my chin slightly swinging back and forth. After finishing his shower, and drying off, he commanded me to crawl to my bedroom. While standing up, he placed his hands on the bed and spread his legs apart in front of me. Then, he commanded me to eat. I was shocked and caught off guard. Hesitant, I spread my master's cheeks as I placed my tongue between them. My master was cleanly shaven which made it easier. I slid my tongue up and down. His asshole tickled my tongue as I did so. Before I knew it I was eagerly slathering his ass with my saliva. Stroking my tongue like a paintbrush while his ass was the canvass. I held his dick and balls in one hand, squeezing and pulling tightly as he groaned with pleasure. It was not long before more cum milked out of his cock. I had done good. He wanted to know where my toys were. I crawled over to where they were and he took a vibrator. He placed it in my hand as he turned around to expose he asshole once again. My mind was blown as I took full liberty with the vibrator and coated it with my saliva before plunging it into my master. He groaned as I did so. I held on to the end of it as I fucked him with it. His black cock had never seemed more erect. His dick pulsated as I brutally fucked him. Oh gawd I wish I had a strap on. I would rape him just as viciously as he had raped me if I did. He then laid down on his back, on the bed, as he spread eagle and lifted his sack so I could fuck his asshole some more. Oh what a sight to see. A full grown man spread eagle. My pussy had never been wetter. His cock looked like it was going to lift off like a rocket into space. As I continued to pleasure, a thought came into my head. A sinister devious thought. I slid off the bed and crawled over to my closet and reached for a belt before crawling quickly back to the bed while the vibrator was buzzing away in his asshole. I crawled onto the bed and with one quick strike I struck his cock. His body jerked and his eyes widened. I struck again. And again. And again. I struck his chest, his cock, and his balls. He whimpered and moaned. The tables had turned. I smacked his balls with my free hand. I slapped his cock back and forth. Harder and harder. I beat him unapologetically. His cock throbbed and pulsated. I straddled him. Riding him like the strong bull that he was. I struck his chest over and over with the belt, only pausing to jump up and down on his cock. I dropped the belt and placed both of my hands around his neck, squeezing. Spitting on his face as I did. He moaned out so loud as he came. Shooting his load so deep inside of me I could have felt it in my throat. I let go of his neck so he could breathe. I reached behind me and pulled out the vibrator, causing his body to twitch as I did. I immediately shoved it into his mouth. Throat fucking a man with a vibrator that was just in his asshole cannot be put into words. My dominance abruptly came to an end as he grabbed me by the hips and tossed me off the bed. He grabbed the belt before diving on me as if he too were an wild animal. Needless to say he beat me senseless. My ass reignited with pain. My thighs whipped. My breasts bruised. He finally collapsed from exhaustion. We had tussled on the floor creating a ruckus for the neighbor below me. I knew another noise complaint was in my future. Whatever, fuck my neighbor. I want her to ask me what was going on just so I can tell her I was being joyfully raped just to see the look on her stupid face. I watched in sadness as he got the strength to head to the living room to put his clothes back on. Despite being in a lot of pain, I crawled back to the living room as he finished getting dressed. He opened the door and walked out, closing the door as he left. My heart was still pounding. I was a complete and utter filthy mess. But it had been worth it. He made me feel so good and so alive despite the danger and pain he put me in. I dreaded telling my co-workers about all the obvious bruises and swelling that will adorn my body when I show up for work the next day. I wobbled to my feet as I stood up. I wondered when my next encounter with him would be. I hoped it would be soon. Hell, if he turned around and barged right back into my apartment I would have welcomed it. I made myself a hot bath. I knew it would hurt after the beating I took. But I welcomed the pain. The pain felt good. As I sat in that tub I could hear the rumble of thunder. What a perfect end to a great day.