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I knew what he wanted.  I could sit here and tell you that I wasn’t aware, that some part of me was somehow clueless to what I was walking into, but that would be a lie.  And in all my deviant perverse nature, one thing I am not is a liar. 
 
I wanted to be abused, used, taken, forced, seduced, humiliated.  I wanted to loose control of everything.   I had grown tired of my world…Tired of my normalcy, tired of my structure.   So tonight I did what I dared never do. Tonight I was going to be relentless, risky, depraved, and simply pray that I came out alive…..
 
I went to his house.  I had heard so many terrible things about him.  His dark nature, his sexual appetite, his desire for pain and dominance, his talent for making you suffer to a state of abysmal climactic ...

 I knew what he wanted.  I could sit here and tell you that I wasn’t aware, that some part of me was somehow clueless to what I was walking into, but that would be a lie.  And in all my deviant perverse nature, one thing I am not is a liar. 
 
I wanted to be abused, used, taken, forced, seduced, humiliated.  I wanted to loose control of everything.   I had grown tired of my world…Tired of my normalcy, tired of my structure.   So tonight I did what I dared never do.  Tonight I was going to be relentless, risky, depraved, and simply pray that I came out alive…..
 
I went to his house.  I had heard so many terrible things about him.  His dark nature, his sexual appetite, his desire for pain and dominance, his talent for making you suffer to a state of abysmal climactic ...

 There’s a gun to my temple, a dick in my ass, one in my mouth, a light in my face, and two more dicks waiting to replace the one that’s about to pull out.  There’s know way to explain what I felt.  Know description can give you true insight into this hell.  Inside, I was torn up, both physically and emotionally.  When Dee snatched himself out of me, it was violent and fast.  Oh god the pain was too much! “Damn nigga he bled all over you, like a bitch getting that cherry popped”.  The laughter was like someone scraping there nails against the chalk board.  All decorum in me was gone.  I cried uncontrollably, loud muffled screams, but Vice Grip decided to silence me, by sliding down and sitting his ass on my face. “Put that tongue in my ass nigga.  Toss that shit.”  The gun was still to my ...

I was game for whatever this nigga had planed.  Our conversation was short and to the point.  Displayed on the computer screen.  I saw his pictures, he showed me his dick, and I showed him everything he wanted to see.  Brother was something of a wonder, and I was horny as hell.  My dick was hard the minute he cut that yahoo cam on.  This nigga was much, much more attractive than those pictures on BGC led me to believe.  If I could put my mouth on the screen, and have him shove his dick through, I would’ve e-sucked the hell out of him.  Funny thing is, I’m usually a top.  I’m not saying I never been fucked, but it’s not the norm.  It’s an urge that I get every once in a while.  But when it hits, it hits hard, and my asshole gets unbearably moist.  It’s so bad I cant sleep.  So I gotta get ...

I was game for whatever this nigga had planed.  Our conversation was short and to the point.  Displayed on the computer screen.  I saw his pictures, he showed me his dick, and I showed him everything he wanted to see.  Brother was something of a wonder, and I was horny as hell.  My dick was hard the minute he cut that yahoo cam on.  This nigga was much, much more attractive than those pictures on BGC led me to believe.  If I could put my mouth on the screen, and have him shove his dick through, I would’ve e-sucked the hell out of him.  Funny thing is, I’m usually a top.  I’m not saying I never been fucked, but it’s not the norm.  It’s an urge that I get every once in a while.  But when it hits, it hits hard, and my asshole gets unbearably moist.  It’s so bad I cant sleep.  So I gotta get ...

There was nothing he could say to me.  There was nothing that would appease me.  There was no way to deny, nor deflect what I had just been witness too.  The cum from this “Dee” was running down my husbands face.  He tried to wipe it off quickly.  But that was the only movement he made.  This “Dee” looked over at me and shook his head, but not in a shameful way.  No!  It was more like he had anticipated that this would eventually happen. And now it had.  I was still sitting on the floor.  I wanted to run out, but my legs weren’t functioning.  I had heard about women in these situations.  Oprah had talked about it, Montell, and it was always on Jerry Springer.  I remember I use to sit there and say things like, “If that was me I would kill him, or I would whip his ...

I didn’t want to be a homo.  I kept praying, “remove this demon from me.  Remove it God.”  I was on my knees for so long, they were hurting.  I was crying hysterically.  Please God remove this off of me.  Remove it!  I was in the house alone.  My wife and kids were gone.  And I didn’t think that they were coming back.  She had walked in on the most devastating, destructive sight she could have ever imagined. 
 
“How could I have been so sloppy with it?  What the fuck was I thinking? She caught me cheating.  God I wished it was that simple, but it got worst.  She caught me cheating with a man.  And as unbearable as that was, it got worst.  She caught me getting fucked in the ass.  Dammit!! I was sure I had at least an hour left”
 
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