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Orgasms by the train tracks

Saturday morning my alarm went off and I jumped out of bed. Normally I hit snooze for at least half an hour, but that morning I was excited to get up. Soon I'd be meeting with Dan. I got ready, wearing a tank top with no bra, tiny skirt with no panties, heels, and my collar. I had never dressed like that before, and I felt incredibly sexy. I grabbed the toys He had asked me to bring- vibrator and binder clips, and left to drive down state to see him. On the way there, I stopped for gas, and got a lot of looks from people at the gas station. It was a powerful feeling- I was acutely aware of how I looked and what I was about to do with my body. I looked like a whore and loved the stares. I wanted to tell everyone what I was doing.

I got to the meeting spot the same time as Dan and got in his truck. As soon as I got in he put his hand on my bare thigh, and just that simple touch made my pussy wet. We drove to a hidden spot by some train tracks, and I handed him the binder clips, which he put on my pussy lips. He rubbed my clit for a few minutes, then put more binder clips on my nipples, making me gasp. The mixture of pain and pleasure felt so fucking good. He then told me to get out. I went around to his side of the truck and got on my knees. I was hungry for his cock and eagerly started giving him head, binder clips still on my nipples. Every few minutes he'd pull my head off his cock to slap my face while I looked up at him, then he'd shove my head back down. He played with my tits while I sucked him, grabbing and slapping them. With his cock in my throat he'd called me a good girl, a slut, and that just made me even more hungry for his cum. After a while, he pulled me up by my collar. I climbed into his truck and laid on my back, while he licked my pussy and finger fucked me hard and fast. I begged him to cum and he'd stop, denying me an orgasm. After begging and pleading a few times he finally let me and it felt so fucking good. I came over and over, he made me cum so hard. He pulled me out of his truck and told me to stand up and get in wall position against his truck, and I then felt his belt on my ass. The sting, pain and pleasure made my already shakey legs weak. After a few times hitting me with his belt, I got back on my knees while he grabbed my vibrator and told me to put it on my pussy. I started sucking his cock again, choking on it and licking, while rubbing the vibrator on my clit. When I felt like I was going to cum again I begged until he told me to cum for him. I cum on command for him, and I love it. I kept sucking his cock while looking up at him, willing to do whatever he told me to do.

I wanted his cum so bad, I needed it. I wanted so badly to please him, to be a good girl for him. I felt like his slut, and I loved it. I loved every fucking second of it. Finally I got what I wanted, he came all over my face, until it was dripping on to my collar and tits. My reward for being good. I got up and pulled my skirt back down, and climbed into his truck. He took me back to my car, paid me for being a good little sugar baby slut, and we said goodbye. I've been thinking about it since, how much I love following his orders, even when he tells me not to cum. The orgasms that follow denial are the best I've ever had. When he finally tells me to cum for him, I cum so hard I forget to breathe. Giving him complete submission, exploring my subspace with him, doing everything he told me to do like a good slut, making him cum, saying "thank you sir"- it all gives me a feeling I can't describe. I need it. It's completely intoxicating and I can't wait for next time.

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