A Christmas Story...The turning of the tables  

SubmissiveAK 43F
68 posts
12/24/2005 6:44 pm

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A Christmas Story...The turning of the tables

I was awoken Christmas eve by a sound coming from the living room. I grabbed my gun and crept quietly down the dark hall. I saw a shadow by the Christmas tree, so I reached over and flicked on the light. He looked up, surprised to be staring down the barrel of my shot gun. "Put your hands on your head and get on your knees or I'll blow a hole in you the size of Texas." I ordered him. His eyes were as wide as saucers, but he complied. I handcuffed his hands behind his back and tied his feet together, leaving him in the kneeling position. He watched me as I lay the gun by the tree and took off my robe. I was wearing a little black nightie and panties. I took off my panties and walked up to him. I grabbed his hair, forcing his head back and told him to "lick it." He gave no objections and began teasing my swollen lips with his tongue. Then he thrust his tongue deep in, slightly curling the tip. He gently sucked and licked, hoping if he was good enough I'd let him live. After about half an hour his jaw began to obviously hurt, so I allowed myself to orgasm. Then, I got down on my knees and removed his belt. I pulled down his pants to expose his little white ass. When he realized I was about to spank him with the belt, he began begging to be let go and trying to squirm away. Whack! I smacked him on the ass with the belt leaving a painful looking red welt. He cried out in pain. I smirked and told him to "take it like a man." Whack! I hit him again as hard as I could.
I decided he hadn't been disciplined enough, so I left the room and came back with my vibrator. Now his eyes were so big I thought they'd fall out! "What the hell are you going to do with that?" He asked in a pleading, yet frightened voice. I told him I'd make sure he never broke into my house again. His little ass was so tight it had to be "exit only" which made what I was about to do MUCH more interesting. I put just enough lube on the 8 inch dildo to make sure I got it in...but not so much that it would make this comfortable for him. When I spread his cheeks, he began bucking and trying to wiggle away. So, I sat on him and I shoved it as far into his tight little ass as I could. He yelped as I pulled it out and pushed it back in. I didn't let up, I kept thrusting and wiggling it. And after a few minutes, he quit squirming. It wasn't long before he orgasmed. He came all over my new carpet! I grabbed his hair and pushed it into the cum. "Clean it up or I'll get the belt again." I told him. At first he resisted, but after one good Whack! with the belt, he began to lick it up. After my floor was clean, I sat him Indian style on the floor and straddled him. I forced him to look into my eyes as I put his cock into me. I began slowly sliding myself up and down so I could enjoy every minute of this. I pulled his hair back with a painful yank so I could lick his neck as I fucked him. Then I forced his head to one of my breasts and ordered him to bite and lick it. Moaning, I orgasmed so hard that my cum wet his legs and his abdomen. He didn't come...I decided to leave him with his hard on and let him suffer, because I was done.
I retrieved my gun and I untied his feet and uncuffed his hands. He slowly got up and began to dress. "I hope you learned a lesson tonight." I said while watching him walk slowly and painfully toward the door. He just looked at me as he closed the door behind him and walked away.
Two nights later I heard a sound coming from my kitchen. "I guess he didn't learn his lesson" I thought as I grabbed my gun and walked down the dark hallway toward the sound.

rm_longliner002 50M
227 posts
12/24/2005 11:01 pm

loved it great story

Biguyinalaska 52M

5/15/2006 12:12 pm

Wow, sounds like breaking in to your place would be fun!

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