Of reeds

That afternoon I finally took the step of meeting with a dominant man. I had been fantasizing about it for years. The truth is that this 63-year-old gentleman was everything I had imagined: big, strong, hairy, and dominant. As I wasn't entirely sure, we agreed to meet at a bar or terrace and ordered a couple of beers. When we arrived, that imposing male greeted me and shook my tiny hand so strongly that it almost crushed my fingers. We ordered a couple of beers and sat on the terrace. He took one and went inside, to the restroom. Upon returning, his beer was full to the brim but he left it on my side of the table and took the other one to drink. So I took that first glass. As I picked it up, I felt that it was warm and, as I brought it to my lips, I saw several hairs floating. I hesitated, but his deep and powerful voice ordered me, "drink." I got scared and had no choice. I drank, it tasted like piss, and he enjoyed watching me swallow his piss in public. Even though only the two of us know what I'm drinking. I finished my glass to the last drop as he got up again with his empty beer, went to the restroom, and when he returned, his glass was miraculously full of warm beer that he left again next to me. He didn't even need to order it: I drank submissively...

There's still time for a third beer, which he discreetly brought after passing by the restroom again. This one seems to have more foam... Or not, something whitish and thick floats inside the glass. It doesn't matter, I swallow it all, even as it sticks to my throat along with more thick black hairs... Everything goes into my stomach like a whore.

We have barely exchanged a word, but he seems pleased to see me finish this last beer.

I pay for the beers and accompany him to his car, which is at the back of a parking lot, next to a hedge.

There he orders me to kneel down and pulls out his thick and veiny cock next to my face. I open my mouth as wide as I can, stick my hands to my back so as not to bother. But his big dick barely fits in my mouth. Without a word, he slaps me so hard that tears come to my eyes, and there, stuttering and begging, I open my mouth until I feel like my lips will split. His big dick finally goes in. And he starts fucking me, pushing until his glans pierces my throat. We're like that for what seems like five or ten minutes. Luckily no one comes by in that time. Until he grabs my head with his huge hands and drives his cock all the way in. I feel him pumping his cum inside my stomach and he doesn't pull out until he's sure he's finished. Nevertheless, he orders me to clean it well with my tongue.

Well, I must have thought we were done. But he sits in the passenger seat, me on my knees in front of him on the floor, hidden by the open door. He spreads his hairy and powerful thighs and shows me his big balls and hairy ass.

He tells me to eat his ass. I'm a bit stunned until he slaps me again and so, crying and begging, I eat the ass of that male who doesn't stop insulting me and laughing at me.

I deserve it for being such a whore.