Be Careful What You Wish For. A True Story

Be Careful What You Wish For. A True StoryBe Careful What You Wish For.A True StoryLike many guys I've always had that edgy fantasy of being taken by some hunky man and used for his pleasure. Whether it be an intruder in my home or stranger in the park. I would play out the plot over and over again in my mind as I slowly stroked my cock. Each time I visualised the scenario I?d add more details and get so turned on I'd shoot intense loads in a matter of minutes.I told my partner all about my fantasies hoping he would incorporate them into a future role play. He said that it was impossible to role play such a scenario because there was no surprise element . He further added that if it was a fantasy that I wanted to have happen, then I would not authentically resist which could hardly be seen as me being taken against my will. There would be mutual consent. What he said made perfect sense so I continued to keep it locked away as a personal fantasy.Almost 3 months later 2 gardeners that my partner had hired were working outside cleaning up the mess from a wild storm that had recently passed through the area. They were friends of my partner and had commented many times that if they ever got the opportunity to fuck me they would jump at it. Neither of them were my type so whenever they were in the garden l was always wary and made myself scarce. I heard about some of the happenings at their private parties and didn?t intend to become one of their play toys or trophies.On this particular morning I was bent over the kitchen sink when out of nowhere l felt a hand over my mouth and another grab my left arm. A gag was placed across my mouth, a blindfold over my eyes, and my two hands were brought together behind my back and handcuffed. I was then picked up and put over the shoulders of my attacker, carried into the bedroom and thrown down on the bed. I struggled but was helpless to defend myself. I was then stripped of my shorts and jocks and my butt was fingered and probed mercilessly. Laying face down on the bed, my hands were then freed from the handcuffs but only momentarily. They were then place together above my head and I was handcuffed again. My butt cheeks were spread open and in one mighty thrust l felt the surge of a hard thick cock fill my quivering mancunt. Pounding me quicker and quicker I felt the full body weight of my assailant**pushing me deeper into the mattress. The grunting and groaning sounds of my attacker seemed familiar. These groans together with the bodyweight gave me some relief in that I was pretty sure that it was my partner. But I couldn't be 100% certain. While we had role played many scenarios before, this episode was unusually brutal and not consistent with his past actions and behaviour. Each time I tried to resist or move I was spanked hard. And then he spoke in a deep guttural whisper. ' Don't you fucking move or I will call in my two friends in the garden. They're just outside the window. One shout for me and your cunt is going to be theirs. And don't you fucking think for a second that I won't do it.? I nodded then lay still. Lying flat on top of me his thrusts became quicker as he bit into my neck, then my back causing a sharp pain and then tugged my hair with his teeth. My compliance escalated his lust. He was really turned on and he started to thrust harder and deeper until the warm gush of thick cum began flowing. He withdrew his uncut meat then rolled me over and slapped his wet, sticky, cock across my face. He spoke again. ? Now my slutty daddy you are going to stay here and not move and wait for me to come back. If you move or make a noise I will know and my two friends outside will pound your dirty cum cunt so fucking hard. And you do know that they really want to fist you? especially seeing you are a Virgin when it comes to fists. With that I heard him leave the room. I lay there in a set of disbelief and trepidation or what seemed like an hour not making any noise especially when I heard the voices of the two gardeners outside the window. Finally he came back. My arms were so sore ,my wrists in pain from the handcuffs, my neck and back stinging and cum was slowly leaking from my used and sore butt, dribbling down my inner thigh. He then took off the handcuffs, and the gag but left the blindfold on me. He held me in his arms firmly and whispered. ?Now I'm going to fuck you again but this time with no resistance from you and complete silence because there are going to be people watching and we don't want them to think that you resist the needs of me your top do we? Otherwise the consequences wouldn't be very good for you or that pretty little daddy cunt.? I lay there in silence without moving a muscle as he bred me again not once but twice . His thrusts were deep and his loads plentiful. I felt so wet inside. Yes, this did feel like being taken against ny wullbut there was also an intense sense of pleasure and elation like never before. Later that afternoon he told me that this was the hardest thing he had ever done. He then said ?You've been talking about this fantasy for so long I had to give it to you as effectively as I could. I hope you're not disappointed with me or angry with me ,I wanted only to please you and make your fantasy come true.? But it was his next statement that both shocked and excited me. He told me that he had never been so turned on before in his life. I confided in him that I felt the same way. As we both lay there in each other's arms, there was an uncomfortable silence. I wondered if sometimes wishes and desires were best left in the mind because when enacted they can open doorways to a world never contemplated, nor previously desired. A world that neither of us were ready for but had already entered.