We were part of the same circle of acquaintances, and a couple named Phillip and Roddy were our common denominators. Roddy and I did business together. P & R, as they were referred to, regularly had manic parties at their home. After the bulk of their guests, ‘not in the know,’ had left one of their gatherings things got pretty hectic afterwards, and their fuck parties were legendary. I was ‘in the know, but not interested,’ and always left their functions at an appropriate time.
This is where I first met Erik. Hot as he was, I always extricated myself from his company ASAP. I was intrigued by him and had heard that he was unbelievable in the bedroom, but he frightened me. At all the P & R gatherings Erik always had a subservient partner at his side, which always treated Eric with deference, almost as if fearful of him.
A month or so later, I was sitting at a gay bar one Saturday evening when I felt a tap on my back. When I turned Erik stood before me. “Alone at last,” he said, as he tweaked one of my nipples. He was fully attired in black, wearing a black leather jacket, black T-shirt, and black jeans. Looking as rough as always Erik’s malevolent eyes bore into me. “Can I buy you another beer Wesley?” he asked.
“Sure,” I said, as I glugged the last drop from the bottle I had been nursing. Leaning into me with his crotch rubbing my knee, he ordered two more beers.
Handing me my beer he asked, “Why do you always avoid me at P & R’s parties?”
“Well you always have company,” I said, making a lame excuse.
“You also never stay on at the parties. Aren’t we good enough for you?” He inquired.
“I just don’t do the group thing, Erik, it’s not my scene,” I responded.
After observing me for a long while he said “You know I’m going to fuck you tonight,” as he tweaked my other nipple slightly harder. “Time to find out what you’ve been missing,” he continued smiling salaciously. Again grinding his crotch into my knee he gripped the back of my head, and kissed me hard. Finally breaking apart he challenged me, “Are you up for some tough love?” he asked before lustfully licking my mouth. I was almost beside myself with horniness. Frightened as I was, my arse was twitching in anticipation.
‘One night,’ I thought to myself, ‘what the fuck, it’s just one night!’
I had walked to the bar from my apartment earlier, and soon we were in his pickup on the way to his smallholding. Once there, we stood around talking as we consumed our beers. Out of the blue, he commanded, “Time to fuck.” I was then led by the arm to his bedroom. As we began stripping Erik only got better looking. His body was magnificent and his cock, more than respectable. Walking to his cupboard Erik retrieved a studded leather harness that he put on. He then placed two studded leather bands around his wrists, before finally pulling a leather skullcap over his head. Only his nose, mouth, and ears were visible once the cap was on. Erik then approached me before put an identical skullcap on my head, before a thick studded dog collar was placed around my neck.
I was becoming very nervous and asked, “This isn’t going to be too hectic, is it Erik?”
Leaning in he bit me on my ear. “Two things you should know baby… firstly I’m Master Erik, and secondly, a bitch does as he is told. Slaves don’t make requests or have opinions. Are we clear on that?” He growled.
“Yes Master Erik,” I replied.
“Now it’s time to teach you some manners,” he said sitting on the bed and pulling my body into him, with my legs on either side of his left knee. With my torso held down by his left hand, his right hand began spanking me. I began to yelp as the intensity of the spanks escalated to my delight. I was astonished by how powerful he was. Much as I flailed his vicelike grip held me firmly. Pausing for a few seconds he said, “I always thought you were a snooty little bitch. Tonight I’m going to purge all the ‘high and mighty’ shit out of you, and you’ll be tamed for good…. You can scream as much as you like, but out here nobody will hear you… Besides, I like a noisy bitch, and I am going to make sure you make a lot of noise.”
“Please Erik, please don’t hurt me,” I pleaded.