Toy or Not?

Like every night, I was put here for men to use me like a toy. They touched me, fucked me, hit me. It was what I wanted after all. I wanted to feel desired and these strangers made me feel wanted even if it were for more mere moments. The feeling of failure was too much and I turned to sexual validation to feel worthy of something again. It was not the most noble path but it made me feel good and not suicidal at least.

I was in my private room with an array of sex toys for the customers to use on me. The soft makeup made me look innocent and younger than I was. The door clicked open and a man in his early twenties entered the room. The heels of his shoes clicked on the floor as he came to sit beside me on the couch. His eyes had not left my body since he entered.

He was a handsome young man. He looked at me like I was his prey and he was the predator. He put his hands on my closed thighs and pried them open to see my bare pussy. He was not shy as he cupped my pussy with his palm with a sense of ownership. It was dry and I knew if I wanted to go this session smoothly I would need to make myself wet for my sake.

As soon as the hand left my pussy, I started clenching it. The hands moved up my hips and squeezed and sat me on his thigh. His hands traveled upwards and rested on my breasts. He squeezed the soft and heavy flesh hard, digging his fingers in them bringing tears to my eyes and making a silent scream leave my mouth. The hands kept squeezing the breasts like a toddler playing with squishy toys for the first time; the only difference here being there was no innocence, only lust and sexual gratification.

His lips moved to my ear. He bit the earlobe and whispered, "Glad to see they found me some great tits.” gradually, my pussy got wet and I felt relieved to be able to present myself as wanton for this stranger’s touch.

My breasts were sore after so much fondling. He pulled the nipples and pinched them hard. Gasps of pain left my mouth. The pain was contributing to the dripping mess my pussy was making on his expensive pants.

“Ride my thigh and cum like the slut you are. You seem to have already made a mess.” He ordered.

Without any delay, I straddled his muscular thigh and made sure my wet pussy could be rubbed on the soft and smooth fabric of his pants. I started to rotate my hips and rested my hands on his shoulders, giving him a show of my pleasure like he wanted. I ensured soft moans escaped my mouth with heavy breaths as the pussy started to rub with the fabric.

My pussy slid up and down the thigh. I closed my eyes and decided to lose myself in the pleasure. I moved my body assuring the clit got rubbed. The moans got louder. The grip on the shoulders tightened. I opened my eyes and looked into the unknown pair of eyes with wide pupils as they took me in. Within a couple of minutes my body tensed and gave into the pleasure it was feeling.

I was pushed on the couch like a discarded doll. It was not uncommon. The belt unbuckled. The briefs and pants dropped to the floor revealing a thick, long and erect penis with protruding veins. Thankfully, he shaved his pubic hair. It would be easier for me to take him in his mouth if that’s what he would make me do.

He stepped near me and pulled me by my hair to the middle of the couch. He stepped between my thighs and spread them as far he could. The pussy was on the edge of the couch. He spat on my breasts and slapped my vulva.

“You messed up my pants, you whore.” He said with a hiss and slapped my pussy again. My vulva was stinging when his hands reached to punch my pussy. I could not hold in my screams of pain and tears after the punch. I wanted to close my thighs but his strong grip on my knees would not let me.

He slapped my face when tears kept rolling down my cheeks and whimpers left my mouth. He spat on me and slapped my tits before he dug his fingers hard in my areolas and pulled and twisted. He let the areolas go and a sigh of relief left my mouth. One hand wrapped around my throat and squeezed while the other fist wanted to get into my mouth.

Saliva dripped down the sides of my mouth while my eyes begged him to let go of my throat. After seeing me struggling to breathe. He moved his hands and slapped my pussy again harder. “Can’t even choke you properly, worthless whore.” He snarled and pinched my sore nipples, making me whimper.

“Yes, keep whimpering like the bitch you are. Nasty bitch for me to use.” He punched me in my stomach and I doubled over in pain hugging the bruised belly. It was not for long because he pulled me by my hair to make me look at his cruel smirk. Tears streamed down my face. It simply amused him. A second later my vagina had three fingers in it and it fucking clenched around them.

“You are wet as fuck, dirty slut.” He commented and pumped the fingers in and out at a quick pace. My eyes did not leave his face and there was thrill in his eyes to find me this wet after inflicting pain on me. He looked like he found his golden ticket. He took the fingers out and shoved them in my throat, gagging me. The other hand left my hair and pinched my nose to not let me breathe. My head thrashed to make his hand move away so that I could let some air into my empty lungs. He chuckled as he saw me struggle to breath while I was choking on his fingers as well.

He moved both those hands away and swiftly plunged his cock deep into my pussy. A loud scream left my mouth due to his unusual huge girth and length. It was harder for me to breathe as he thrust his cock in and out hard and fast. My whole body shook, making my breasts swing. He was so long that all of it could not even enter my vagina. It seemed to me that my vagina was stretched to its maximum capacity. I started to clench my tight pussy around his cock thinking he would soon cum and I would be done.

All of a sudden I was forced to erupt into laughter as he began to tickle my armpits mercilessly. I was crying and laughing as he fucked me and tickled me. His strength was insurmountable as he managed to pin me with his body while he thrusted in and out of my stretched pussy and tickled me for minutes.

I knew I could end it all with one word but I also would not. No matter what, I still liked these sick and twisted occurrences. The tickling stopped and I realized how close to orgasm I was. I began clenching once more to push him over to the edge. His pace faltered and I knew he was going to cum soon.

“Don’t cum before me. It will not end well for you.” He ordered. This sparked a defiance in me. I knew what might be coming could be worse but I did not care. All I cared about was disobeying him. I decided to let go and fury flashed in his eyes when he realized what I had done. He took his cock out of the vagina and grabbed my head to lower it so that he could shove it in my mouth at one go. The cock hit the back of my throat and he did not care that I was gagging. He began to fuck my mouth hitting the back of my throat mercilessly. His balls hit my chin and my tears mixed with saliva dripped down the sides of my mouth to my neck.

He buried his cock in my throat when he shot hot spurts of semen and made me swallow it. When he was done, he pushed my mouth off him and moved away to the table. He took off his shirt on the way to the table and got a flogger. He kept practicing his hits in the empty space. The hits were not mild by any means.

I was breathing heavily when the first hit of the flogger hit my sensitive vulva. It stung so bad that I cried out loudly. He laughed in response. He hit me again on my vulva and then my two breasts and sore nipples. I had to grip onto the couch when the tresses hit my nipples. He hit my stomach and it felt like I was being hit at a million different points all at once due to the impactful tresses.

He hit my pussy and he made sure that this time that the clit was hit. A piercing scream left my throat. This encouraged him more to hit the clit. He changed his stance to hit the clit better and with more force. Fear came across my face as I waited for the pain to engulf me. My fear made him look more predatory and he waited for the right moment to hit me. The flogger being raised alerted me still the pain was unbearable that I started sobbing. This did not deter him to continue rather inspired him. He hit the nipples harder than before sending another fresh wave of pain.

He hit the clit again leaving me a blubbering mess. He did not move to the nipples and hit the clit without any break two more times. I leaked out and he smirked seeing that. With a sadistic smile, he rubbed my throbbing, red clit gently. The pressure on the clit increased and moans and cries of pain and pleasure escaped my mouth.

I was already embarrassed about me leaking out while getting flogged. With a new determination, he hit my clit thrice, each one harder than the earlier making me squirt after every hit while sobbing with mixed emotions.

He found pleasure and I felt validated as I took everything he gave me without any complaints. My pussy was sore, red and sensitive. I could not decide if it was cruel or kind when a pack of ice from the freezer in the room was put on my sore vulva. The cold felt both good and bad. The ice helped with the sting but it was also very cold.

I could not spend much time thinking about it as he began to hit my breasts and nipples. His cock was hard again. The hits were harsh but not intolerable. The bruises and the pain made me feel accomplished. Sadly, the hits got harder and were directed on my sore nipples. Shrieks of my pain filled the room. He was breathing heavily as well. He let the flogger drop to the floor and went to the table and returned with nipple clamps.

I did not know how much pain I could take. He bit the sore nipples and I cried out. He sucked them and then put on the nipple clamps. As the clamps tightened soft whimpers were my only response to it.

He helped to get on doggy style which left my heavy breasts hanging leading to feel more pain in the nipples. My ankles were on the edge of the couch. He gripped them and spread them to view my sore pussy.

He squeezed my ass cheeks and spat on the crack. He spanked the ass hard while rubbing his tip of the cock on my sore vulva. The vulva was so sore that I could not help but cry. The ice might have helped a little. He entered his tip into the vagina and slowly filled it up.

He fucked slowly while his hands played with my ass cheeks. He bit my left ass cheek hard. I screamed and he increased his pace. My breasts started to swing more causing me more pain. The friction of the clamped nipples with the backrest felt like a curse.

One hand moved to my hip as he started to fuck me harder and the other moved to my sore clit. He circled the clit. Pain and pleasure were fighting for dominance in my body. I did not know which I was feeling more when he rubbed my clit and fucked me hard while hitting the G-spot.

This combination made me squirt all over the couch. My thighs shook and my back arched. I was no longer treated like a person. I did not know how it was possible that he thrusted in and out of me with more speed and force. His grunts and moans got louder as he got closer to his orgasm. In the meantime, I was on the verge of another orgasm. All I wanted to do was let go and I did not want to come again before him.

I did not have to wait long when I felt the cum filling my vagina. There was so much that I could feel it dripping out of my pussy. The cock pulsed in me and he pinched the clit before letting go and this pinch to the sore clit made me gush out once more drenching the couch.

He got out of me and squeezed the heavy and sore breasts before taking off the clamps. I writhed in pain and more tears rolled down my face. He sat on the couch and made me sit on his lap while he licked the painful nipples trying to soothe it. He gently laid me on the couch and opened the bathroom door. I could hear the water filling the tub. He took out a bottle of water from the freezer and helped me drink it.

He gently helped me to walk to the bathroom and let me choose my bath bomb and bath salts before helping me to get in the warm bath. He took a shower in the separate space designated for showers and left after giving me a kiss on the forehead.