Degradation Submission and Duty

This is a fantasy. The people in it are contained entirely in my head (and now here)

I am middle age, the 'other party' is adult, think early 30s

And, first story every, to quote Heath Ledger, "And. Here. We. Go."

This began with a cryptic ad for some 'serious action, no strings, no questions. I want you naked for it,' it not being defined on the Reddit forum for casual local hookups.

I had tried a few before but it was always just an embarrassing exchange of glances and once, a guy whose wife was more than a little confused as to who I was. He managed to blurt out that he had checked the 'visit from an insurance agent' in error and did not need any insurance, while mouthing, "get the fuck out of here, you idiot! That's my wife".

I arrive at the person's apartment - a small two bedroom, respectable looking building, - and knock on his door with the agreed on special knock.

A short wait, the peephole darkens, and then the sound of the chain sliding and the door unlocking.

"Hi, I am here for the..." But I don't get to finish the sentence as he grabs me by my arm and pulls me forcefully in, simultaneously closing the door and locking it.

"Okay," he says, as I step in and take my shoes off, "my roommate is home in a half hour, so," his voices rises, "Let's get things going, OKAY? Strip!"

He pushes me into the smaller bedroom, and I am trying to strip as we go, almost tripping as I hop from one foot to the other, removing my socks.

Yeah, guessing he likes his 'partner' naked. Not nude, nude is artsy: Naked is vulnerable.

I position myself, bent over, at the foot of the bed - I can tell, since he is in a rush, we are not going to be horizontal and this is going to be... fast

I hear the familiar squirt of lube and the squick as he spreads it over his manhood. I am envious of this guy's cock, his would impress ladies; mine? just provoke giggles and condescending comments about how it is 'cute'.

He reaches under my left arm, hooking his hand over my neck and, with his right hand, guides himself into me. It is almost like he is putting a wrestling hold on me....

I feel the coolness of the lube on his cock as it pushes against my anus, creating a feeling like I am taking a dump in reverse. I thank god I did some stretching and lubing earlier because, once he lines himself up, he pushes.

And I feel him pop inside me, stopping at around one half his length. He then takes his hand off his dick, wraps his right arm, under my armpit, essentially a full nelson, and pushes. Yes, he is using the hold to anchor himself.

As he slams himself in as deep as he can, I cry out, more startled than anything. Tears of pain roll down my cheeks. And I guess I whimpered...he apparently does not like that!

Angrily, he leans a bit in on me and pushes me forward onto the bed, burying my face in the comforter, unable to get my arms up, I feel the friction of the sheets on my face as he slides back, almost out, and slams back in.

I am feeling his manhood in me, the amazing feel of pressure as he goes in and the void as he pulls back, the absolute ecstasy of his cock slamming into my prostate. With his grip, my position and ferocity of his assault, I feel like I am almost blacking out. The next few minutes are a haze of fading in and out and ecstasy and pain.

I know I was leaking a bit when he started but now I can feel myself actually cumming.

Then he slams as deep as he can and I can feel his cock pulsing in me but only briefly. He releases his hold on me, quickly pulls out and releases most of his load across my back.

The pressure in my head starts to subside and the world regains its colour and I feel himself wiping the last of his load on my ass

He huffs, "Well, I'm done". I stare blankly, and he shouts, "I said I am done, now get the fuck out!"

I am still reeling as he grabs my clothes off the floor, kicks them out of the bedroom, then to the door to the apartment.

He then returns, grabbing me by my arm, frogmarching me to the door, opening it and pushing me into the hallway, still naked! He reaches down and tosses my clothes out to me, then slams the door and locks it.

With his seed still cooling and congealing on my back, I am trying to get dressed as fast as possible there in the hallway, hoping no curious neighbour opens their door. I pull my shirt on and I feel it slide through his drying cum.

Then I hear the lock open and the door pops open a few inches, still chained. He smiles at me, quite pleasantly and says, "So, same again day after next?"

"Sure," I reply, smiling.

"Okay, cool. Thanks a lot, buddy"

And the door closes again and the chain slides into place.