Wednesday, April 23, 2014

If I Knew He Was Going to Pound My Ass Today, I Probably Would Have Rescheduled.




A woman walks into a tattoo shop and asks the artist to give her a tattoo spelling "DOUBLE ENTENDRE"—so he gave it to her.

I arrived a little late today, so I immediately got undressed. I put on my fundoshi—which barely covers anything—pulled the fabric between my legs and tucked it in the back. When I walked over to where Shinji was waiting, he had me turn around, and immediately untied the back of my fundoshi and exposed my ass.  So, it's going to be like that today? I thought. I'm not really ready for....well I guess it's okay....we have to do it sometime....

He had my lay on the table, on my right side. He started slowly, hesitantly, above the crack of my ass. He was gentle, almost knowing how much it hurt—and damn, did it hurt. He gradually got more forceful, until he was pounding away, over and over again. I was sweating, and my head was throbbing, but he didn't care about my discomfort—only what he was there to finish.

When I come for my next appointment I'm pretty sure he's going to give me more of the same.

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