Kinktober 2021

Day 2: Leather

The bass pounds in your ears. A dull throbbing sobbing filling in from the adjacent room. Your cell reeks of sex, all around you you hear the sounds of men fucking, getting fucked, gaped, crying out in all forms of pleasure. You can just about make out the sight of a lamp above you through your thin blindfold.

A little pissed off you wait eagerly for anything to happen. Entrance fee was only a fiver, but you'd been here, arms tied to a leather table, for what felt like hours and nobody had come in.

Finally, after an almost tear-jerkingly long time, you hear the door open. Raspy metal screeches against itself as the heavy, barred door opened. You hear heavy footsteps, mouth salivating at the thought of boots, approach you. A hand lands on your cheek and you flinch. The glove is warm, smooth. It runs over your face, jaw, and gently grasps at your throat. A smile spreads across your face.

"So, what do we have here then?" His voice is muffled ever so slightly but nonetheless deep and intoxicatingly masculine. He gives you a slap on the cheek. "Some good little submissive all tied up and presented for me?"

"Fucking yes, SIR!" You excitedly reply.

He chuckles, you hear another footstep, and he runs his hands down your naked body. You can feel the heat off his form near your face. You can smell a mix of aftershave, musk, and sweat coming from him. There's something else, you can't quite make it out, but it has your cock jumping. He notices.

You gasp, taking a sharp breath in as his gloved hand wraps around your twitching cock. You feel his body push down on you, smothering your face and chest, as he cranes over you. You take more deep breaths in, absorbing the smell. Then it hits you, you realise exactly what it is. Leather.

As he comes off of you your blindfold slips off and you get your first good look at him. He's donned in leather from head to toe. A black cap, leather facemask, leather shirt under a biker's jacket, and leather pants leading the way down to his heavy boots. You gulp.

"Like the view?" He asks.

You immediately bark back, "Yes SIR!", a small grin coming off your now-red face.

He chuckles once again, the deep laugh filling the room for a second. He steps forwards, half straddling the table, and lets you drink in the scent of it. His crotch is huge, and throbbing. The leather is worn slightly around the folds. You can see the outline of his cock so clearly. It's huge, throbbing, beer-can thick. You stick out the tongue and slick up the fabric, tasting the residual sex from countless fucks from his crotch. Your head is giddy.

He steps back and begins untying your hands. The moment you're free he grabs you by the scruff of your neck and puts you on the floor. The cold concrete hurts your knees but you're grateful. Looking up at this man, taller, stronger, hotter than you, putting you in your place beneath him. God, you're grateful.

"Clean 'em." He commands, sticking forth a boot and leaning back against the grey brick wall.

Without taking a moment's notice you grab his boot and dive in. Kissing and lapping at the leather you taste every inch. Breathing in the smells, drinking in the taste as your saliva coats it. You hold the heel and begin taking long laps at the toe, dragging the entire length of your tongue across it. Feeling how smooth it is, feeling the metal roundlets roughly catch on your lips and cheek as you douse his boot in spit.

He kicks his leg forward slightly, taking you off guard and causing you to fall backwards. He immediately steps forwards once again, this time over you, and sticks the other shoe in your face. You look up at him, the face hidden behind the mask, all you can see is leather and the glint of his sunglasses. More importantly, you see the bulging crotch and boot above you. You grab his leg and begin making out with the sole. Kissing and lapping at it obediently. It's mostly clean, nothing that bothers you, as you taste the rubber. He pushes down slightly, holding you beneath him, making your whole body convulse slightly in pleasure.

After a few minutes he pulls off and crouches down over you, sitting slightly on your chest. He places his gloved hands on either side of your head and leans in. He pushes his mask against your face, and you begin kissing and licking it, eyes closing, in heaven. You feel him grab you but keep your eyes closed, almost to build your own tension.

He throws you on the table and you land hard. "It's padded, you're fine." He tells you. You nod.

You hear the song change in the other room, both of you glance at each other for a moment. ~"Face down, ass up, that's the way we like to fuck"~ the song mutedly thrums from the main hall. You both laugh for a moment as he walks over.

He picks up the front half of the table and angles it up, leaving you slightly more upright, on your front, ass in the air. Leaving you clinging onto it slightly. Only now do you notice his muscles. they're fucking bulging, visible even through his shirt and jacket. He walks back around you and swats your ass with his leather glove. You wince.

He begins separating your ass cheeks and pushing his bulge between them. He leans in and whispers against your ear, "You want to see it first? Get a bit of a warning?".

You shake your head, body flushed from arousal, heart racing, you can't form words.

You can positively hear the grin creeping across his face as he pulls back, both gloved hands running down from your shoulder blades, down your sides, and gripping your waist. One pulls off, a second later you hear the torturously long ordeal of his zipper undoing. Slow clicks. After what felt like agonising hours you hear his leather clothing rustle, he jumps in place, grunts slightly, then sighs. Placing his hand back on your waist he pulls you close. Something red-hot and heavy throbs against your lower back and ass. He clicks open a bottle of lube, presumably from his pocket, and squirts a lot on.

Angling his cock right at your hole he starts pushing, splitting you in two. His cock feels the size of your fist, but you relax, pushing against him, and soon it fucking fills you. He's relentless, no time to get used to it he keeps pushing in. You mentally try and imagine how much is in. You count 7 inches before your mind starts breaking, the thickness is maddening. It feels like he's ramming a baseball bat into you. Your toes start curling and he starts to growl, deep guttural groans.

"Almost there now, pet" He grunts through gritted teeth, "Fuck dude, never had someone- fu~ck!" He shouts, holding you tighter his hips buck. You let out a wail as the last few inches ram into you, pushing past all your inner barriers, deeper than you've ever felt. he pulls out an inch and begins cursing, thrusting himself back in, and roars. You feel his cock swell and shoot cum into you, rope after rope coating your insides, each one shooting hard and thick enough to feel like it's stretching you out all over again. his heavy balls pull tight around his cock as a second round of volleys shoot, his entire body shaking, still gripping you tight, the warm leather digging into your back as he breeds you.

After a minute he pulls back, you feel yourself gaping, struggling to close back up as he leaves. Once his cock is out you feel it shoot a final rope up your back before he starts stuffing it back into his pants.

"Dude, fuck I'm so sorry, no-one's ever let me go that deep before and, well just fuck did that feel good." He laughs, patting your ass a few times, you feel his eyes on you, appreciating his work on your hole. He pulls something from his pocket and hands it to you. It's a fucking business card.

"That's my number. Please fucking call it sometime."

And with that he swatts your ass yet again, the slap echoing through the whole dungeon, he pulls your blindfold back on, ties your hands to the top of the table once again, and you hear the heavy door creak open and shut.

You're left, gaping and oozing his thick cum, eager and pre-lubed for the next guy to fucking ruin.

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