My Master Darkrider

Author: smokeandsteel
Title: My Master Darkrider
Date: 10 October 2014

The Story of my Master, Darkrider—Part 1

I met my Master online a few months ago. We had talked about what we were each into and agreed that we had a lot in common. I knew he was rough, but boy was he hot as hell. I decided to take the chance and travel to meet him. I knew I was taking a chance as I only knew him as Darkride online.

A little bit about Darkride’s past. He was abused as a child, and as a result his only outlet for sex was rough. This was a turn on for me, but I could never realize the ride I was in for.

He decided the best first meeting would be at a hotel, since neither of us really knew each other. I agreed. So, one summer afternoon, I decided to take the chance and make the three hour drive.

I arrived at the restaurant that he had told me about and parked in the parking lot exactly where he instructed me to park. I was dripping with sweat and fear overtook me. What if I got more than I bargained for?

He was a sports fanatic and loves baseball. I didn’t know how that would play into our first meeting, but I was soon to find out. He made me wait almost an hour. He texted me and told me he would drive up and what type of vehicle he would be driving. He instructed me not to look at him and open the back door and lie down on the floor and pull my pants down.

As the vehicle pulled up, fear and panic set in, but I was bound and determined to go through with what we had set up. I opened the door and looked away from him just as instructed. I pulled my pants down and we drove away.

As we drove to a destination not known to me, his huge rough paw found its way to the crack of my ass. He roughly squeezed my ass and slapped it several times. His finger then found its way to my un-lubed ass. I felt his finger violate my ass very rough. I knew now I was in for the ride of my life.

As we entered the hotel parking lot, he barked instructions on how we were to proceed once we left the vehicle. He stressed the importance of not looking directly at him. I was to pull my jeans up and walk in front of him. At this point, I chanced sneaking a glimpse at his legs and feet. He was wearing a baseball uniform with what I could tell was catchers gear. My cock immediately became rock hard.

He nudged me along as we walked and I remembered my fear. Once in the room, things started to happen fast. There was no conversation, just a rough shove onto the bed. Next thing I knew he had my hands cuffed behind my back and a rubber ball gag shoved in my mouth.

Then, he roughly shoved me onto the floor, without a care for my pain. He ripped my jeans as he roughly pulled them down below my knees. I was helplessly his property. He began by inserting a dildo into my ass and roughly raping me with it. Not much conversation, but I quickly came to reality and started screaming for him to stop because it hurt too much.

A man of his word, he ignored my pleas to stop and continued ravaging my ass with the dildo. He put a cloth to my face with maximum impact on it and I was flying high. I was suddenly in tears, wondering what I had gotten myself into. All the time he was raping me he was biting my ass, back and neck. That hurt like hell. He also started punching me in the sides and back. A couple times he cuffed my head and I heard a ringing sound in my ears.

After what seemed like an eternity, he dragged me off the floor and flung my helpless body onto the bed, the cuffs digging viciously into my wrists with me still crying and whimpering. He then violated my ass with his thick, well hung cock. Again, no lube he penetrated my ass with no care for my feelings. Before I knew it, my Master had deposited his creamy load in my ass, breeding me like a farm animal.

It was now time for him to take a break as I was forced to lie between his legs on the bed and attend to his cock. He took the gag out of my mouth and forced my mouth onto his cock, all the while barking instructions as to service him.

After a couple hours of servicing his cock, he then decided it was time to shave my head and goatee. He dragged me by the hair to the bathroom, still cuffed with jeans down to my ankles and sat me on the toilet. He broke out the clippers, razors and shaving cream and set to work, taking his time as he went along to admire his work.

After his shaving handiwork, he then announced he had another surprise for me that we had not discussed before. He set about securing me to the bed as I wondered what he had meant. After he secured me spread eagle to the bed, he gagged and blindfolded me. He then laughed as he left the room.

Here I was, bound and helpless, left to wonder what surprise he had in store. After what seemed like hours, I heard the door open. Even after all I had been through, I was glad that he had returned and was anticipating more of the same treatment I had endured before.

But, something seemed different as I waited for him to bark out some orders. No words were spoken as I felt my cock being tied tight with rope. I was beginning to get scared again. Things were not the same. Then I felt something sliding down my piss slit. It was a probe of some kind. I felt it fucking my piss slit, and then it was gone.

Then I felt pads being placed on my cock, balls and genital area. I knew from experience that electro pads had been placed on me. Since my Master had indicated to me that he had no interest in electro, I knew that someone else had entered the room and was now getting ready to abuse me.

Then the torment began. As he ruthlessly played with the electro around my cock and balls, he began stretching my piss slit with larger sounds. There was nothing I could do to get away. I was forced to take it. Then he placed nipple clamps on my nipples. They were severe and really hurt. He began whipping my stomach and chest. I was in pain and agony, wondering when my beautiful Master would step in to stop him, but it never happened.

This torment went on for a couple hours. Once he finished, he finally spoke and explained that he was Darkride’s partner and his name was the bondage Master. He then retied me on my back, with my legs pulled up to my chest. He then left without showing me his face.

After another hour or so, I heard the door open. I heard my Master’s voice. He asked me what I thought of his surprise. Of course, since I was gagged, I could not respond. He then told me it was time to have some fun. He untied me and placed a diaper on me. He then dressed me and we went out to dinner. This is the first time I was allowed to see his face.

That was the end of my first encounter with my Master. To be continued after the next meeting!