The unexpected lust story

Back at his apartment

          He took to me his condo, the whole way he had his hand on my thigh, telling me about what he's going to do me. When we got to his place and parks his car, he opens the door for me and picks me up, kissing me as we go inside. He brings me up the stairs to his room and plops me down on his bed. He starts kissing down my neck, abusing the spot that made me weak. I moan in delight, damn does he know how to make me feel good.
         He goes down to my crotch unzipping my pants and pulling them down along with my underwear. There my my cock stands proud at attendance. "Someones happy" he chuckles, he decides to tease me and kitty licks the tip, slowly jerking me off. I start to whimper, "more please" I whispered through my whimpers.
           "What was that I can't hear you" he says tauntingly. "Please more" I said louder. "Look sweetheart if you want me to do something, your going to have to use your words" he says grinning up at me. "Please Bradley don't tease me, please just suck me off" I said louder. He grins wickedly at me and takes my full length in, going up and down my shaft.
         I moan loudly. He bobs his head up and down, making me go weak."Fuck fuck fuck ah~" I pant, I could feel Bradley grin as he looked up at me. "Fuck Bradley you make me feel so good" I moan out. Bradley starts to go faster jerking me off at the same time. "Fuck, I'm going to cum" I yell out and release my load in his mouth. He swallows it, smirks up at me and opens his nightstand drawer, getting out a bottle of lube. He spreads it over his fingers, and goes down to my inner thighs leaving bite marks all over, while fingering me.
       I start to moan loudly, I cover my mouth as a way to save any dignity I had left. "I don't think so love, move your hands I want to hear your voice" he says in a low voice. I do as I'm told and lift my hands away. "Good boy, now moan for daddy" he said and adds more and more fingers. I moan like a bitch in heat arching my back. He pulls out his fingers and i whimper at the most of them."I think your stretched enough" he says. Spreading lube over his cock. He pulls me closer to the edge of the bed and aligns with my hole. He slowly pushes into me and grunts, "fuck your still so tight" he grunts out. He starts moving, going at a steady pace as he looks down at me.
                He smirks at me sadistically, in a swift motion he puts his hand over my neck, choking me not so tight but just enough for me to began whimpering and moaning from the pleasure. "Good boy take it, take it" he says thrusting deeper and faster into me. "Ah fuck" I choked out as my eyes start to water. "your such a good boy, taking my cock like a natural whore" he says grunting. "I'm only a good boy for you" I choked out.  He must have relished my words, as he quickened his pace. "Bradley I'm going to" before I could finish I came all over my chest, "aw already worn out?" He said tauntingly, "please continue" I whispered still catching my breath.
         He didn't have to be told twice as he started going at inhuman pace. I moan at the overstimulation. He leans down sucking and biting at my neck whispering praises into my ear. "Fuck I'm going to cum" he grunts. "Cum in me, I want to feel your load" I moaned. He took 3 more big hits inside me and released his load into me.
       He pulled out, letting go of my neck and stood back to marvel at me. I was laying half dressed on his bed, cum splattered on my chest and spilling out of me. "You look beautiful like this" he said. He came closer to me and trailed his finger up my chest, "now tell me Maxie what excites you? What are your sexual fantasies" he asked. " I hesitated a bit, what am I doing? This man tried to cripple me at the x games last year, he's using me as a fleshlight.
        He grabs my face to make you look at him, "come on doll I asked you a question, answer me" he said. "I like pain: whip me, spank me, choke me, but I also like to be praised, I like bondage and toys but I like being dominated the most" I said somewhat stumbling over my words, did I really just tell Bradley my kinks? Bradley smirks and goes to his wardrobe and pulls out a box. He grabs handcuffs, a dildo and a whip.
He turns back a mischievous look in his eyes and swiftly cuffs me to the bed. He sticks the dildo in me making me whimper in delight. Then he pulls out a little remote. He presses a button and the dildo started to vibrate. "Mmhh~" I moan out. He looks at me lustfully, rubbing his hard cock.
he grasps the whip firmly and utters, "Let me know if it becomes too intense for you. Remember, green means yes, and red means no." With a determined nod, I acknowledge his instruction. The initial strike lands upon my skin, causing a sharp sting, but unexpectedly, a surge of delight courses through me. Breathlessly, he queries, "Color?" Without hesitation, I respond, "Green."
Encouraged, he continues to wield the whip, each lash intensifying the pleasure that envelops me. In a voice laced with desire, I find myself pleading, "more please, hit me more, hit me harder".Succumbing to my fervent plea, he increases the force, leaving a trail of crimson marks adorning my body, glistening with an exhilarating mix of pain and pleasure.
When he thinks I've had enough he gets the remote and turns it on to high speed. I moan like a bitch in heat, I'm in a wonderland of pleasure being bound and whipped feeling alive. He sat in his chair jacking off to the sight admiring the scene. "Open your legs more" he said and I obliged. "Good boy" he praised. I could feel the same bubbling in my stomach as if I'm almost going to explode.
"Bradley, Bradley, I'm goin- going to cum" I said as I came. It spewed out of my cock like a volcanic eruption. Not so long after that Bradley came too. I'm still panting as he unlocks me and takes out the dildo. "Such a good boy" he said.
He went to go draw me a bath and came back gently lifting me in his arms, he carried me to the sanctuary of his bathroom. He cleansed away the traces of blood, his tender kisses gracing each wound like soothing whispers. His voice was soft and sweet showered me with praise and affectionate words, calling me a good boy.
When I was all cleaned up he attended to my wounds, skillfully bandaging them. In his arms once more, he guided me back to his room, kindly providing a shirt for me to sleep in, and nestled me into his cozy bed. As we lay together, he continued his loving whispers of adoration, his voice lulling me into a peaceful slumber. I hate how easy I folded before Bradley but he made me feel so damn important. He made me feel alive. Damn it Bradley.