When Opportunity Breas-In

Editor's note: this fictional work contains scenes of completely fictional mind control, rough, reluctant, dubiously consensual, consensually non-consensual (CNC), or non-consensual sex or scenarios.

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My parents were not too happy when I, at age 18, moved in with my much older boyfriend, Rick. We rented a house with an extra bedroom just off the main entrance on the first floor. Even though my parents didn't approve of Rick, they decided to visit.

For ten days.

I love my parents but that's too long.

The main problem was the lack of sex. Rick and I couldn't do anything sexual when people stayed with us. I like to be verbal. I like to moan. I liked to be loud. I couldn't enjoy sex if I couldn't moan. I couldn't enjoy sex if I couldn't give into the moment. I wanted to vocalize my ecstasy. Even as we tried to have sex, it was clear we weren't going to make it very far without getting caught. So, we went the whole week without sex.

Imagine us just walking around with raging hard-ons. We were constantly hiding erections from my parents, from the wait staff at restaurants, from the tour guide at the Space Needle.

We were tempted. We were almost caught in the kitchen once. My parents were napping in an adjoining room. Rick had just come from mowing the lawn. He smelled like grass and sweat. He glistened and I knew his dick and balls would be sweaty. I pull down his pants and rubbed my face all over his slick dick and balls, lapping the sweat with my tongue. I started sucking his dick and letting out soft moans. He braced himself against the counter. My jaw started to tense after a few minutes, but my motivation to keep going was strong. I looked at his face, his face was scrunched like he couldn't handle the pleasure.

"Yard work is hard isn't it?" said a voice from the entryway.

My heart skipped a beat. I watched Rick try to hide his worry behind a smile. "It sure is."

My dad couldn't see me on account of the island. I just sucked and sucked away as Rick and my dad went on about yard work and their favorite tool brands. Ryobi. Milwaukee.

But I could sense Rick was too worried. His dick started to soften, so I worked harder. I was so desperate and horny. I massaged and tugged at his balls. I started to jerk myself. Rick leaned into it. I could tell he wasn't far from cumming.

My dad said he was going to start packing. Rick pulled me off his dick, which required so much effort that you would think I was a Dyson. "Save it for tomorrow."

Rick offered to take my parents to the airport the next day.

An excruciating 24 hours later, I watched as my parents stepped out of the house. "You better be ready when I get back," Rick whispered still holding my mom's suitcase.

He didn't have to tell me twice! My legs buckled just thinking about what Rick was going to do to me. My hole pulsed with anticipation. I ran upstairs to prepare the bedroom.

I set up the leather restraints and tied them to the bed post. I put out the good lube. I put on my sexy orange jockstrap. I grabbed the blindfold.

I decided to wait in the foyer instead of the bedroom. Hopefully, that would be a nice little surprise. I got down on my knees and hugged the floor. I put the blindfold over my eyes and waited with my face against the carpet. Even being home alone, something about taking my sight away, made my heart beat faster. I began to listen more.

Not long after that I heard the door creak open. I heard Rick's cautious footsteps as he slowly approached me. My heartrate quickened.

I wiggled my thick ass for him. "Hey baby," I said, "You gonna fuck my brains out?"

I heard a dominant grunt, followed by a baritone, "mhhmmm" like the sound he made before he was going to have a nice meal.

"Oh daddy, what are you going to do to my boyhole?" I reached my hands back and pulled my cheeks apart.

And that's when I felt Rick's firm hands on my ass. I arched my back even more in pleasure and anticipation. I felt him run his finger down my crack lingering briefly over my hole with the faintest touch. I pushed my hole towards his fingers, inviting him in. Fuck. I wanted it so bad.

SMACK.

"Ow." I felt a shooting pain as he smacked my ass. I was startled and I reflexively pulled away. I looked back but couldn't see him because of the blindfold. He yanked me back towards him, causing so much friction with my knees against the carpet that they started to burn.

SMACK.

"Ow! Mmhm. Fuck, daddy."

He spanked me again. SMACK. I felt my ass cheeks burn. My heart rate accelerated.

SMACK. SMACK.

They were getting harder and harder. Truthfully, I couldn't be upset. I was the one who liked spanking. Rick spanked me because I had asked him to. He didn't really enjoy it. It was something that took some getting used to. He was so nice and nurturing, but that's not what I wanted sexually. So, yes it fucking hurt, but I wasn't going complain.

He grabbed my ample ass cheeks, squeezing them, pulling them so I could feel his warm breath on my quivering hole. With a brief motion, I felt his tongue glide over my hole.

SMACK.

Again, his tongue was there and then it wasn't. He was teasing me. This wasn't like him. He tended to always give me what I wanted. Abstinence has made him a whole new man. He was rougher than usual. More animal. Of course he was. This was the longest we had ever gone without sex.

"Fuck, daddy. I can't take it anymore. It's been too long."

"Mmmmmm."

He spanked me again. SMACK. His grunts were hungry and domineering.

He pulled my cheeks apart and I could feel his warm breath on my hole. He stuck his tongue against my quivering hole and swirled. I started to melt. His tongue plunged into my hole sending electricity through my body. I felt my limbs get weak. Then, he did this thing he hadn't done before, where he sucked on my hole while massaging it with his tongue. It was like he was trying to give my hole a hickey. I had to grab on the rug for a grip, but there was nothing I could hold on to. It felt so fucking good. I pushed my ass even more into his face and wiggled it around. I started to jerk my cock, which was already slick with precum. I couldn't believe how lucky I was. So lucky that my boyfriend was this good at eating ass.

Fuuuuck.

It really had been too long since the last time we had sex. I was already close to cumming. Rick took my hand from my dick so that my wrists were combined behind my back, which he held in one of his hands while he choked my balls with his other hand.

"Daddy, please, I'm so fucking horning. Please fuck me."

He ran his tongue from my crack up my back. It sent shivers through my entire body. I turned my head to kiss him, but he pulled my head back by my hair and arched my back so hard I'm surprised it didn't crack. My head faced the ceiling, but truthfully, I didn't know where I was, except that I knew I was in his arms. The blindfold made sure I couldn't see and heightened other senses. The world around me didn't matter. He chewed on my neck like a piece of meat. I could feel a hickey forming in seconds. I squirmed because it hurt. I didn't pull away because it felt good. I moaned. "Aahhhh... Fuuuuuuck."

He started to suck and pull on my ear. Then he ran his tongue across my cheek to my mouth. He shoved his big tongue into my mouth. I took it hungrily. His breath smelled like licorice and I wondered if he had picked up a snack before coming home. My hands were still trapped behind my back. His other hand was at my throat. He began to choke me.

"Daddy, that hurts."

"Mmmmmm."

"Daddy, baby-- that scares me."

"Good," came an unfamiliar gruff voice. I tried to look back but I was still blindfolded. Then I felt it, something against my ass. It was a huge, rock-hard rod, but it was definitely not my boyfriend's dick.

"Oh god oh god oh god."

I tried to wiggle free, but he held me close. I took my blindfold off. I gasped. I could see in the entryway mirror what I already knew to be true. It was not Rick. Instead it was an older man, somehow both handsome and menacing, beefy with the perfect amount of hair, and a dick big enough to mount a television.

"Let go of me!"

The intruder "shushed" me. I tried hard to get free from his arms, but I couldn't. He was too strong.

I shook my head in fear and denial. "Please, why are you doing this!?"

"Because I know how much you want it. Look how fucking hard you are." He reached down to jerk my erection. He wiped the head of my dick with his thumb sending shivers through my body. He pulled his thumb, coated with precum, towards my mouth. I turned my head away.

"Oh baby don't act like you don't want it."

"I thought you were Rick! Who are you?!"

"I'm your daddy now."

"Get out of my house!"

"Not until I get what I want. And what you want."

SMACK. My ass cheeks were so big, that even with the awkward angle, he couldn't miss. But the spanking was no longer sexy, just terrifying. I could see that my ass had turned a soft pink.

"Ow-- Let me go. My boyfriend is supposed to be back soon."

"Maybe when your boyfriend gets here, I'll fuck him too. Now. You're going to behave like a good boy. Right?"

"And what if I don't?"

"Trust me. You don't want to find out." He directed my view to a gun on the floor, just inside the waistband of his pants.

I closed my eyes and pleaded quietly, Rick, please hurry up.

He pulled me close, so my hole was inches from his dick. My stomach burned against the rug. He climbed on top of me. He hooked his feet on top of my ankles and wrapped my arms like I was in a straitjacket.

Then I felt his huge dick, slick with precum, tapping at my hole. I clamped my cheeks shut.

"Don't be shy boy. You already let me put my tongue down there."

"I thought you were someone else."

He reached under me to twist my nipple. Honestly, the fact that he didn't do this sooner should've been a sign that something was up. My nipples are one of my most sensitive erogenous zones and that's where Rick always started. Rick always slowly played with my nipples until I begged for more.

The intruder's nipple play was rough but was slowly turning from pain to pleasure. I wanted to cry but my body was betraying me. I was rock-hard. Now that this intruder was pinching and twisting my nipple and probing at my hole, I could feel myself aching for more.

"Please stop."

"Don't act like you don't want it."

"I only got aroused because I thought you were my boyfriend."

"Is your boyfriend's dick big like this?"

I didn't even have to look at it to know that it was bigger than Rick's. I saw it in the

mirror earlier and couldn't get it out of my mind. I could picture his swollen cock massaging its' way into my hole. He didn't need to show me, but he lifted his waist up so that I could get a clear view of his dick in the mirror. It was beautiful and massive. I stared at it and licked my lips. Everything about this intruder was bigger: his dick, his arms, his body, his belly. I looked so small in comparison.

He smiled. "You like it?"

I shook my head, unconvincingly. "Not at all." I clenched my cheeks together.

"Boy, you are a bad liar. I've never seen a more cock-hungry faggot bottom bitch in my life. So are we going to do this the easy way or the hard way?"

I didn't say anything.

"So, the hard way then." He started to push his massive, pre-cum covered dick against my hole. There was enough precum to act as a natural lubricant. I could feel the head push against my hole."

"Please stop."

"You know I have my ways. I'm going to fuck you so hard you'll be--"

He stopped mid-sentence. It wasn't clear why until I heard a noise.

Vzzt... Vzzt.... My phone was vibrating.

My phone was on the floor not far from us. I tried to reach for it, but the intruder was holding me firmly in place. Rick had texted me. It was obvious that the intruder wanted to respond, but it asked for a passcode. So he grabbed the phone and held it in front of my face for facial recognition.

"Nooo!" I tried to squirm, but it was too late. The phone opened to the text chat with Rick: "Hey babe, omw" and "Bedroom ready?"

Oh no.

The intruder whispered in my ear, his voice full of boyish mischief and glee, "What's in the bedroom?"

No no no no. I had forgotten about how I set up the primary bedroom. What is going to happen when this intruder sees the restraints?

I didn't respond.

He scrolled through our texts and clicked on one to copy and paste. It was smart, I had to give him that. He didn't have to imitate my voice or texting style. He copied and edited the message to read: "Hey, babe. Change of plans. Let's meet at Cheesecake Factory."

"Noooo!" I tried to squirm as hard as I could. Not to get my phone back, but just to prevent him from sending that message. Then I heard it, swoosh.

Oh no no no no no no. I felt so defeated. If Rick rerouted, waited at Cheesecake Factory, then came home, then he wasn't going to be back for hours.

The intruder was so proud of himself, I could practically hear him smiling. "That should give us plenty of time. I'll make sure to use you properly. Now, let's go upstairs." He pulled me up by my hair so that I was standing. "Lead the way."

I shook my head.

SMACK.

He spanked me. I stood firm.

He pulled back my hair and spanked me again. SMACK. He pulled my hair so hard I was bent back and my face looked up. He was looking down at me. I could barely keep my balance, so I held on to him. SMACK. I winced in pain and shock. "Lead the way. I won't say it a third time."

I started to tear up. "Please..."

"Shhhh shhhh. Daddy's here. Daddy's got you. Daddy's going to take care of you. I don't want to hurt you, but what kind of dad would I be if there were no consequences for misbehaving. You misbehave, and I have to punish you. I enjoy it just as much as you do."

I could tell that he knew me better than I knew myself. He knew I was enjoying it even before I knew I was enjoying it. I was so scared but still so hard.

SMACK.

"Okay, boy." He looked at me pityingly and then in one quick motion, he lifted me off my feet and into his arms. I was so taken aback and so afraid of falling down the stairs that I put my arms around him and held myself close. I looked back to see the phone light up on the floor. Rick was calling. The vzzt... vzzt sound growing fainter and fainter.

He carried me with such ease and confidence. The way he was holding me, his dick was still hitting my ass as he climbed the steps. He used his foot to push open the bedroom door.

"Woah boy, what do we have in here!? Looks like you're more ready to get fucked than I thought you were. Holy shit we are going to have some fun!"

He threw me onto the bed. I could tell from the way he carried and threw me that he was even stronger than he looked. I started wondering more about him, like has be done this before, or was I special. Had he been watching me for a while, or has he never seen me before? Was this planned or opportunistic? Had my ass been visible from the front door, or did he see in another way?

He smacked his dick up against my face and pushed at my mouth.

"Open up, boy. I know you want it."

I shook my head.

SMACK. He slapped his rod across my face.

"Do it boy!"

I shook my head again.

SMACK. SMACK.

"Look, your little boyfriend isn't going to be mad at you. We'll just say you had no choice. It's no big deal. Just open your mouth. I know you want to. I can see how hard you are. I know you want to taste it. I can see it in your eyes. Just stick out your tongue."

He squeezed my jaw with his hand. His fingers dug into my cheeks. He held my nose with his other hand so I couldn't breathe. He pushed his dick up against my lips. I could taste the salty precum as he smeared it across my lips. I was basically making out with his dick at this point. Was he right? Would Rick care if I was forced?

"Come on boy. I know you want it. Don't settle for getting hurt and smacked around."

He was convincing. Or, determined. Either way, I convinced myself that there was no other option. I gave in and opened my mouth, gliding my tongue over the head of his dick.

"Mmmmhmmm. That's right. Good boy! Suck daddy's cock. That's right, massage the head with your tongue. That's right, fuck yeah, good boy. You love that dick so much. Don't be afraid to deep throat it. Go all the way."

He took his advantage and pushed his dick further into my mouth. I closed my eyes and hoped that Rick would forgive me. The intruder started face-fucking me. I just used his legs to brace myself. He picked up the pace. He fucked my face hard.

"Oh, fuck yeah boy. Relax that throat. That's right. Take that dick. Play with those balls. Do what I say you little fucking bitch."

He forced my head down even more. I choked on his dick. He held me on it. I could feel it clog the back of my throat. Drool dripped down my chin. "Take it. Take it. Breathe through your nose. It's okay. It's okay. That's right. Take it, faggot. Good boy! I'm so proud of you. I knew I raised you right. Gag on it. It's okay. You're a good little cock sucking faggot aren't you?"

I breathed heavily through my nose. I could smell the sweat of his balls. My eyes started to water, and I think I was getting a little light-headed. He moved my head so I could look up into his eyes. "Does my boy want a break?"

I nodded.

"Say please, daddy can I suck your balls. Say it with my dick in your mouth."

"Da-- gulp-- can I s--ug yer balls."

"Say it louder."

"DA-- gulp--DDY C-- I please s--CK Y--r BALLS."

"You wanna suck my balls? My facehole faggot needs a break from my huge dick?"

I nodded desperately.

"Okay, boy." He pulled his dick out and I started coughing.

I hungrily took his balls in my mouth. "Suck those balls. That's right, lick them harder. Get both balls on your tongue. Wiggle them around on your tongue. That's right, lap them up. That's right. Good boy. Be a good boy for daddy."

SMACK.

"I know I taught you better manners. What do you say, bitch?"

SMACK.

My face was starting to hurt. I just wanted the slapping to stop. "Thank you Daddy! Thank you for letting me suck your balls, Daddy!"

"Good boy. Look at that pretty face. That's right, get that big dick nice and wet."

I did what he said. He was smacking me while I was sucking his balls, but anything was better than choking on his dick. My saliva mixed with his sweat and precum and he rubbed his balls all over my face.

"Good boy. Now I'm going to fuck your mouth some more."

I sucked his dick for fifteen seconds then he pulled his dick out of my mouth. I knew what he wanted just by the expression on his face. He lifted a hand, and before he could smack my face, I said, "Thank you, Daddy!"

"Good boy." He rubbed my cheek softly. "That's right." He shoved his dick back in my mouth.

I started choking again. My eyes were watering more. Breathing out of my nose became more labored. My vision was blurry from the tears.

Just when I didn't think I could handle any more. He took his dick out of my mouth and turned me around on the bed so I was on my back. I was gasping for air, but it wasn't long before his dick was back in my mouth. This was just a different angle, one that he seemed to enjoy more.

He pinched my nipples. Twisting them until I writhed in pain and pleasure. Somehow, he was able to fuck my face even deeper. His huge cock disappearing into my throat like a magic trick. I felt my jaw open around his huge rod. His sweaty balls landed on my forehead.

The truth was, I was starting to like it. My dick was so erect you could hang a flag on it.

"Good boy. That's right suck daddy's dick. Get that big dick nice and wet for when I fuck you. I'm going to fuck your boyhole so hard. It's just for me. I'm going to use it every day. Fuck yeah. Your throat feels so good. You love that big dick, don't you?"