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I need it rough in Cleveland

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Need this in Cleveland

My fantasy

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Missed one on my other post

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It is always an honor to endure his pleasure

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This is my story about my introduction to c/nc. Male sub 45yo

When I was 18, I was working in a department store on the day shift. One of my coworkers, Art, was a decent guy and I considered him a friend. He was considerably older than me and we had our break at the same time every day. On occasion, I would hang out at his place after work and have a few beers to unwind. He had a bunch of our other coworkers come over for my birthday, drinks and food and such. Conversation turned to his time in prison for serious crimes. His son was there and he was explaining to him about the situation in the can, and to not make the same mistakes he had.

I got somewhat aroused when he was talking about raping his cell mate. After I got home, it was all I could think about. Several months later, we had an argument about something, I don’t remember what, but he was pissed off and said he was going to fuck me up. I went to his place the next morning, after some serious thought, and when he opened the door, I made him an offer.

I told him that instead of fucking me up, that he could just fuck me. I told him if he took my offer, I would want it just like he did to his cell mate. I told him I don’t want him to be gentle, that he should make me feel his anger. I told him I was a virgin, and he could cum in my ass. I told him he could fuck me as many times as he wanted, and I could stay all night if he was still going.

Art was of Native American ancestry and I found out the hard way that he was quite well hung, he was also apparently not happy about something. He raped me, repeatedly, throughout the day and into the night. Easily 7 to 10 times, each time seemingly more violent than the previous ones. Some time into the 3rd rape, I started having what I can only imagine were orgasms, uncontrollable convulsions, intense muscular contractions, but no ejaculation. I couldn’t believe it. Every assault after that, I almost immediately went into these orgasms.

After that night, I would be there once or twice every week for more.

My arrangement with him was that I was to be his outlet for his aggression that built up between visits. For several months until I had to move out of state, I was his bitch. I was always afraid he would have others fuck me also, but I was also disappointed when he didn’t. I have spent the past 20+ years looking for the same thing.

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And hopefully they have a dozen more waiting for me.

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I’m in South Central Wisconsin myself looking to be someone’s bitch.

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And any man can pull me into an alley to rape me before moving on

Ooooh man! The implications of this picture give me butterflies!

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Looking in Cleveland

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Always

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