Looking for Trouble?

[4degrees]

like you had to. i think it's known.

 

[carsonshepherd]

which is why I didn't think you'd mind

 

[4degrees]

haha. i don't mind. so, what do you have in mind?

 

[carsonshepherd]

I;m still taking votes.

 

[4degrees]

can i vote?

 

[carsonshepherd]

sure....

 

[4degrees]

is this a public poll?

 

[carsonshepherd]

if you want it to be

 

[Celtic Princess]

is this a public poll?

*smirk*

Worried he'll find out what you voted for?

 

[4degrees]

ok. how about some nice CBT, mainly with Carson's boots. yeah, those big black ones...

the maybe he could force me to drink his piss while he holds baby alligators to my nipples.

 

[carsonshepherd]

ummm that would be finding trouble.

 

[4degrees]

haha. you think?

have your way with me baby, whatever you want, its yours.

 

[carsonshepherd]

If there's any spanking involved I'm gonna have to use an object. I have tendonitis and I only like pain when it's inflicted on others, not on myself.

 

[4degrees]

*yanks my belt off and hands it to you*

 

[carsonshepherd]

*snap*

 

[4degrees]

mmmyes

again?

 

[carsonshepherd]

the belt left a nice red mark on his pale and quivering cheeks and my cock gets even harder just looking at it... so I draw the belt playfully over his back, letting it trail down his spine, making him shiver before I give him another sharp smack.

 

[4degrees]

I was already hard, but as soon as I feel the cool leather smack against me, I get even more rigid. My ass wiggles in anticipation of the next blow. Mt knees move apart, giving him a much better view of my hanging balls and waiting asshole. I tell him, "Yeah Carson...take your frustrations out on me...You're keeping me so hard.."

 

[carsonshepherd]

This is a bit tough for me but I remind myself he deserves it. He's asking for it. He's a slut and he definitely needs his ass whipped. He's telling me to let go and who am I to deny that...?

My breath catches as I draw back and land another smack over his bare ass. TIngles shoot all through me when I hear his sharp gasp - pain and pleasure mingled - my first instinct is to stop but he's already panting and urging me on so I give him three more heavy, hard, stinging slaps with the belt. My heart races and I don't think I've ever felt this fucking exhilarated...

 

[4degrees]

"Fuck fuckfuck yeah...oh goddamn, Carson...that's it!"

He's got me going abso-fuckin-lutly nuts. My cock is dripping a river of precum onto his carpet, and my ass burns from his ministrations. Its so good, and I wonder if he could ever understand that. Doesn't matter--I do. And he's giving me just what I want.

"Don't it feel good, baby...to let go like that...I'm your slut Carson, you can keep whippin' my ass, or use it for your fuckhole...You know I want that dick, don'tcha?"

 

[carsonshepherd]

*Smack! Smack!*

I am really beating the hell out of him now... my hands are shaking and so are my knees and my breath comes fast and hard, till I almost hyperventilate. He takes it and begs for more like the slut he is and I';m totally beside myself, letting loose things I've kept bottled inside for a long long time... it's a bit scary but at the same time it feels unbelievable.

"Should I stop?" I choke - searching for limits, maybe, not for him but for me.

"Don't stop," he encourages me and I can't believe he's even saying this while I hit him with his hard, thick leather belt, his ass is covered with red stripes... "Keep going... whatever you want, you;re in control..."

 

[4degrees]

Although I'm on all fours my knees shake more with every blow, and I almost feel like I can't remain on them anymore. He's going at it with everything he's got. I love this way I'm liberating him; I too know how fucking great it is. I shake my head as he asks if he should stop. No, I don't want him to stop short of what he needs to get out of this.

He's putting alot of muscle behind his swings, and I'm pretty sure I'm beginning to feel blood sliding out of a spot where he opened my flesh with the leather. My cock aches like it hasn't in a long, long time. As he's in between lashes, I gasp, "Carson...you've got to let me jack...I am so hot man, you're driving me wild!"

 

[carsonshepherd]

The sudden sight of a red seam of blood pulls me back from the place I've reached. I feel like I'm about to pass out, but at the same time, I haven't been this turned on in a long, long time... maybe ever, who fucking remembers? I stop, shaking all over nad feeling like an indescribable weight has been lifted from me, dark things I didn't even know I had inside...

His question comes at me from a distance and it takes me a second to remember how to speak. "Yeah..." I rasp "Jack it, I want to see it..."

 

[4degrees]

I hear him panting, sounding like he's run a race, as he tells me to go for it, saying he wants to watch. My pits are dripping sweat down my chest and as I raise up onto my knees, kneeling now and turning to face him with my fist crushing my cock. I start stroking myself and grunting, feeling so much pent up lust that nearly made my knees buckle. I had to get off. My nuts felt like they weighed 20 pounds, and as I feverishly beat my meat I looked in his eyes and said, "You too Carson...jack off on me while you watch me come.."

 

[carsonshepherd]

I push him to the floor on his back and kneel over him, holding him down with one hand while I watch his hand pound his cock. I wrap my hand around mine and stroke more slowly... I don't want to come too fast but I'm not sure I can hold it veyr long. My hands are still shaking and my mind reels - I have to turn it off and focus on the pleasure I'm giving myself and the visual of what he's doing below me and his eyes burning up at me, biting his lip while he twists in his hand and moans...