I arrive at the hotel freshen up. I meet him in the bar when he arrives. I am wearing what hr told me to wear. Dress, heels no knickers. I sit down at the table I do not speak and look down at the floor "Look at me" he demands in a quiet tone. My eyes meet his. He leans in and whispers quietly. "I am going to fuck you up. You will have one drink in this bar with me and then in exactly 10 minutes you will leave, you will leave me a room key and tell me the floor and room number. From when you leave you have exactly 5 minutes to get to the room undress and resume position. Do you understand?" I smirk knowing what's in store for me "Yes, Sir" He looks at me with disgust and discreetly grabbed my wrist. "Don’t fucking smirk at me whore. You are going to feel that later" I feel bad I've pissed him off but beneath my dress, I can feel my pussy getting wetter knowing I've been naughty. This is a first, he has never been seen in public with me. It's not without risk but I think both knowing that is turning us both on. I think we are going to have a nice civil conversation over the drink. I was wrong! He leans forward again and says quietly "Are you feeling filthy whore" "Yes, Sir I am" "Good, after I finish with you tonight every single piece of your being is going to hurt. Do you understand?" My eyes widen, he has inflicted pain before but something has changed in his eyes. I can tell that tonight he is going to push me.’ "Yes Sir" I am surprised by the tremble in my voice. "Your safe word is 13, if you cannot say it that you will put up 3 fingers or blink 3 times. I will stop but I know you don't want to disappoint me. I gulp on my gin and tonic. What have I got myself into? We have never had a safe word before. I barely have any drink left, he has almost finished his drink. I am so nervous that my hands are shaking slightly. We have occasionally tried roleplay on other meetings but we both know what tonight means. I am submitting to him and he will then remain my dom. My master. His whore. We sit in silence, him smirking slightly. I'm playing with my hands, nervously checking my nails. "Right whore, finish that drink. It's now 8.50 you have 5 minutes. You know what to do" "Yes Sir" "Miss Flower, what is the safe word?" "13 sir" he never calls me Miss Flower and it takes me aback. "Go, get ready to be fucked up whore" I put the key on the table and tell him floor 4 room 405 As I stand up to leave I feel a drip from my pussy run down my inner thigh. I am so wet. I can feel his eyes on my back as I walk to the lift. I contemplate running. I am scared but clearly turned on. I have fantasised about this for so long but I'm terrified. I have never submitted to anyone. Ever. In the real world, I lead teams, make decisions, am an authoritative person. With him, I am nothing but a wet pussy with a fat arse and big tits. His plaything. As I travel up in the lift my mind whirls thinking about what he is going to do to me. He told me to bring all my toys! All of them. I noticed he had a bag when he walked into the bar...he never has a bag. Imagine if he hurts so bad and leaves me. Strangles me? I've known him for years and yet know nothing and that look in his eyes was different. I get to the room. I immediately undress knowing I don't have much time. He wanted me to keep my pussy hairy. I blush at how unkept it looks. Anything to make him happy. I realise I have less than 1 minute. I kneel on the carpet, place my hands behind my back and wait. I hear the door unlock, my breathing is rapid. I am truly scared. I know he is going to hurt me. How much pain can I handle? Is he hurting me for pleasure or does he just want to hurt me? Am I really ready to truly submit? Too late now! He enters the room. I see his box-fresh trainers move into the room. I keep my eyes down. He walks past me. He is behind me. I hear him put his bag down. I am still wondering what is in it. I hear him take his t-shirt off. My mind wanders off thinking about his firm body, his strong arms. My clit twitches. He removes his shoes and trousers. I've been kneeling for a while now. Terrified at what his first touch will be. I've done as he asked and laid out all my toys on the hotel desk. There is a spreader bar, a flog, a paddle, a leather cane, a spectrum, various dildo, my favourite the black wand, handcuffs, butt plugs, nipple claps, eye mask. Quite a selection. He stands over them deciding what to use. Suddenly he is stood in front of me, I continue to look on the floor. "Look at me" I look up. God I fancy this terrifying man. I can see his massive thick cock is hard. I want to lick my lips. I know better. He brings his cock to my lips. My eyes continue to be locked with his. My mouth clamped shut. He rubs his cock over my lips knowing how much I want to taste it. He grabs my hair. "Stand up whore" I quickly get to my feet. Standing in front of him with just black heels. "Turn around" I turn to face the desk of toys. He walks around and picks up the spreader bar. It's new. He told me to buy it. It scares me. The thought of not being able to close my legs if something is too much or hurts is again terrifying. This one also has cuffs. I don’t know what is in store. He kneels down and tells me to spread my legs. My ankles are in. This spreader bar has real padlocks. Its not a toy. He has the keys. I stand there exposed with the leather clad metal bar between my legs. My arms still behind my back. He is stood behind me, I can feel him close. He kisses my neck, he smells so good. I don't move. He brings his hands around to tits. My nipples are so hard. He grabs them, hard. He pulls my nipples out aggressively. I wince but try not to make a sound. His hand travels down. He touches my pussy hair. I'm embarrassed "Well done whore, you did as your told" I am pleased he is pleased. Then out of nowhere he yanks my pussy hair hard and rips it out. I let out a squeal, it was so unexpected. He grabs my face "shut the fuck up, I did not tell you to speak whore" with his other hand he grabs more pussy hair...if he pulls out that much again I will scream and cry I know I will. He yanks it and I prepare for the pain but he let's go. Instead, he runs his fingers over my very wet pussy lips. " So wet as usual" he puts one finger into my pussy. Then two. He takes his fingers out and puts them into my mouth. I taste my juices. He stops and walks over to his bag. God only knows what is in that bag. I know not to turn my head but I desperately want to. I keep my gaze down. He approaches as he is in front of me I realise he has a rope. My heart is beating so fast! He picks up my right boob and winds the rope around it, I'm forgetting to breathe I don't know what his plan is. He is winding the rope tightly around my boob, the rope now going behind me as he picks up my left boob and winds it tightly around that boob. This hurts. It's tight, my right boob beginning to throb. He takes the rope and pulls tightly and then goes behind me. I feel him binding my wrists together. I am panting. Knowing I am so vulnerable. I can't run, can't close my legs, my tits are throbbing and now my hands are bound behind my back. I am his for the taking. My boobs hurt. This isn’t pleasurable. It's painful. "Look up" I look up. He is stood there with a camera in his hand. " Your tits look magnificent, turn to face the mirror" I turn to the mirror and can see my tits bound in the rope. I had seen this in videos before. My massive tits did look good, he had done a good job. They were burning from being bound but I was surprised at how turned on I am seeing them. Then I have another moment of realisation. He could totally kill me right now if he wanted to. My mind goes back to the pain my feeling in my boobs. They are going red. He reaches down to the desk and picks up the nipple clamps they are joined together with a chain. They hurt, we have used them before He takes the nipple clamps and puts them on my nipples. It really fucking hurts I try not to make a sound but it's so hard A small sound passes my lips He grabs the chain that links the clamps and pulls on it. I let out a squeal. He grabs my throat and squeezes hard. He isnt fucking about. His hand around my throat distracts the pain in my nipples for a few seconds. He confuses me by kissing me passionately, I return the kiss wanting him to know how much I enjoy it. He stops takes a step back. "You really are a filthy whore, look at you. My whore. What are you?" "Your whore sir" I flinch at the pain in my nipples and tits. "Thing is whore, you have cancelled meetings, been disrespectful, not done as you are told and now you need to be punished" God only knows what is coming next He pulls out the chair which is under the desk and sits on it. "Come here whore" I literally shuffle over to him. In heels and with a spreader bar on that's no mean feat! I stand in front of him sat in the chair.  His dick is massive and I can see the pre-cum on his helmet. I want to taste it. His cock bounces slightly "You want to lick it, you want to taste it. Your not worthy of my cum, this cock is too good for you" He stands there looking at me for what seems an eternity. I'm embarrassed and don't know what to do except keep my gaze to the floor He touches my pussy hair, strokes it, I'm a fool thinking he is going to be gentle. He yanks it hard, I hear him laugh. I want to look up. I don’t "Turn around" I turn around with my back to him. He grabs my arse cheek really hard. Squeezes it with his strong hands. "Stick your arse out" I bend forward pushing my arse towards him I hear him reach for something. He turns on the TV and turns it up Then out of nowhere, I feel a hard slap on my arse. It startled me. Another one and another one. I'm guessing it's the paddle. 10 spanks, each one harder than the other. He stops and I manage to catch my breath. He starts caressing my arse "So red already, I've only just started" I hear a noise, he is picking up something else "Your arse is so fat I can barely find your arsehole whore" His finger is up my arse. It's tight. I have a suspicion about what's coming next. But he surprises me he takes his finger out I can feel he has put lube on it before he inserted it. My boobs hurt so much that a tear falls down my eye. Fortunately, I am facing away from him so he cant see. I know he will be angry if he sees me cry. Unfortunately, I can't brush the tear away and I begin willing it to run down my cheek and dry out. I'm stood there my back to him, bum red from 10 spanks, my arsehole wet with lube. My legs aching from the spreader bar keeping them at a weird angle. I fear my nipples and tits are going to fall off. My pussy aching and wanting to be stretched. What a position to be in! I didn't really have time to ponder it. He was untieing my wrists. I wanted to rub them. I knew I couldn't. My mind raced ahead to the fact that my boobs were likely to be unbound. I was wrong. He tied some weird knot the rope left after releasing my hands. "Kneel down" I struggle to kneel with the spreader bar on.  I eventually get on my knees in front of him. "Look up" I do as I am told. He takes his dripping precummy cock and wipes it on my lips "Open your mouth whore, suck my dick" I happily oblige, my tits still hurting so much and struggling to balance on my knees. He grabs my head forcing me to take all his cock in my mouth. I gag, spit everywhere but I hold his gaze and carry on sucking I know he is enjoying it. He holds my head pushing his dick right in. I can barely breathe but he keeps my head still pushing it in hard. I fear I might throw up or pass out. Maybe both. He finally releases my head. I gasp for breath, tears rolling down my cheek I've pleased him "Turn around" I do as I am told. "Lean forward, put your head on the floor and your arms back" Oh shit I know what's coming He locks my hands in the spreader bar cuffs. It's so painful. I'm fat and not particularly flexible this isnt comfortable. My arse is totally exposed and so is my fat cunt. "Mmmmmm" he says "I've wanted you in this position for a very long time, these holes so open" "My whore" He spanks my arse with his hand very hard. If felt so good, again and again. With every spank, I get wetter and wetter. Ignoring my bound tits and the muscle ache of being in such an exposed position. He stops temporarily Smack He is hitting me with something else. It doesn't feel familiar. It's the cane. This hurts, really hurts. A leather-covered cane being hit at force across my arse. He is so calculated. 10 hard whips of the cane and then stops He runs the cane down from my arse to my pussy. With his other hand, he starts fingering me deep with two then three fingers. He does this thing, only he knows how to do. Within a minute I am gushing everywhere "Dirty fucking whore, pussy juice everywhere. You love it dont you" I'm panting from gushing, still very aware of my vulnerability. I feel something cold on my arse. He is pouring lube all over my arse, it stings where my arse has been beaten He slowly massages my arsehole And then slips his thumb in. I gasp. Wrong move Fuck He slams down the paddle on my lubed arse "I" smack with the paddle "Have" another strike "Told" another "You" another "To" another much harder strike "Keep" again so hard "Silent" another hard strike with the paddle Something rammed into my arsehole. It's not too big and I am grateful. I try to work out what it is. I realise it is my small black silicon buttplug Oh fuck. I am beginning to panic Arseplay scares me the most. It hurts and is rarely enjoyable for me. For him..he loves it. Something is rubbing my pussy lips. I quickly realise it's his cock, he is teasing me, rubbing his head over my hairy pussy lips He plunges his cock into me so hard I takes my breath away. I feel his tip hit the top of my cervix. Its agony. He pumps at my pussy for a very short while He removes the butt plug and reaches for something else..this time he glides in the medium-sized butt plug. So much thicker. Smack with the paddle This time much lower. Much nearer my pussy. My pussy so sensitive from its recent pounding. He walks over to the bag. Then he picks something from the table. There is tugging on my pussy as he inserts something. The speculum he has inserted the plastic inside me. He wants to open my wide. I've never used this before, it was on his list of things I had to buy. My pussy is being stretched wide open, every turn of the handle the little bit wider. He stops but reaches for something Ouch What is he doing? He is tugging on my pussy lips. Then I realise he is clipping wooden clothes pegs on my massive pussy lips. Not just a couple. Loads. I hear him take more photos. My pussy held wide open and my lips covered in pegs. He tugs on a peg. I gasp. Oh fuck "What have I told you?" "Silence Sir" I whisper "You never fucking listen. Every time doing things to be punished" He rips a handful of pegs off my pussy I gasp again I'm not trying to annoy him. He is still. I hold my breath. I've given up second-guessing what is going to happen next The butt plug is ripped out at force. If felt good Just as I go to breathe a searing pain rips through me. He has rammed up the large butt plug into my arse. The change in size from medium to large is significant. I've never managed to insert it. My arsehole feels torn. Ripped Slap. He has the cane. This isn't controlled hitting. This is hard, fast, really hard really hurting. I am considering the safe word but I don't want to disappoint him. I don't know how much more I can take. The caning stops. I have so many tears rolling down my face. Why am I doing this? This is isn't fun. The butt plug is taken out "You are ready" He takes the tip of his cock and starts pushing it in my exposed, red raw arse I squeal. I can't stop him He pushes it further in. The pain is like no other pain He grunts as he forces it in He stands over me pounding his cock in my arse. So hard and so fast. I am burning everywhere. Within minutes he busses his load deep in my arse. He withdraws his cock. I feel his cum dribble out of my arse. He leaves the room. Turns the bathroom light on. Starts the shower. His cum continues to dribble out my arse. My pussy is aching from the speculum and the clothes pegs. My muscles kill from the positioning and well I can no longer feel my tits. He stays in the shower for ages. More tears roll down my cheek I hear the shower finish He leaves the bathroom. Stands in front of me. "Kiss my feet whore" I do as I am told He stands behind me. Take his finger to my arse dips it in his cum. He leans over me forcing his fingers into my mouth. I gag. He carefully removes the clothes pegs and closes the speculum enough to remove it. He begins opening the cuffs "Stand up" I don't know if I actually can. As I stand up cum rushes out my arse onto the floor He reaches down and releases my ankles. If feels so good to be free. He reaches for the rope. "Stand in front of the mirror" I sidestep - well wobble because I can bearly stand up I am shocked at the sight of my tits. They are nearly blue. He removes the clamps from my nipples and the starts unbinding my tits. My right tit falls heavily down blood rushing around. It hurts so much I feel sick. The left boob is unbounded. I look at the state of my boobs. God knows if they will recover. I am a mess. Red eyes, bruised tits, cummy arse, aching muscles. "Get in the bath whore" I take off my heels and walk towards the bathroom. I would love a bath. I need to recover. "Climb in the bath" " lie down with your head that end" I put my head on the other end of the taps. I think he is going to turn the bath on and run me a bubble bath. Then he stands into the bath. Standing in the bath by my feet. I wonder if he is joining me or perhaps going to turn the shower on. "Spread your pussy lips open" I reach down and do as he says "Look at me" I lock my eyes on his. Then he does something so shocking I don't know what to do. He starts pissing. Aiming his flow onto my spread open pussy. His pissy warmth hitting my throbbing clit. I let out an audible moan "Filthy fucking whore, look at you loving me pissing all over you" I'm shocked at my reaction. How can I like a man pissing on me? He finishes pissing Steps out of the bath. "Clean yourself filthy whore. You have 15 minutes.