[M4F] Punk Rock and Pegging.

One of the earliest memories I associate with you is my legs spread wide in the dingy bathroom of our local venue, jeans around my ankles, and the sensation of your fingernails ever so slightly scraping my insides as you worked at my prostate with your fingertips. Your voice growled in my ear, stream of consciousness, but authoritative.

"come on baby show me how much you love it you always do this on a first date huh go on cum for me little slut"

Then I had one of the most intense orgasms of my life. Your cupped hand was filled with thick, sticky cum. I panted against the wall, awkwardly pressed against the toilet. My little rest was shortly interruped by your hand smearing cum over my lips. You spun me around, gave me a pleased smirk. "You're fun. Let's do this again sometime." And with that I was left with a view of your leather and denim clad body strutting out of the bathroom, leaving me to clean myself up.

A few minutes earlier, we were at the bar, and I'm pretty sure you thought I was some sort of creep. "I mean, I'm a guy, I don't know what it's like to be a woman, and I think guys should try and get that sort of empathy". Nice one, explaining feminism to women never fails to impress.

Your band had just finished playing, and among the lacklustre three chord trash that most of the acts had played, you were something special. Your guitar sounded like broken glass, a screaming, relentless assault attacked with what only looked like righteous fury. Your voice was no different. Of course, after a couple of drinks, I was totally enamoured to you. And when I started talking to you, I think you decided to fuck with me a bit.

"Yeah, man, empathy is important. That's why I think every man should take it up the ass a few times."

That shut me up for a few seconds. "Well, I can.. I can see what you mean." I said, and there was a brief pause before you started talking again. "I mean if you can get over masculine ego you can have a great time with it, and maybe you guys should be the ones bending and spreading for once, right? Have you ever taken it like that, man?"

That shut me up for a little longer. "Uh... I can't say I have." Now I knew you were messing with me, but ever since I saw you on stage I couldn't help but think what it would be like to fall at your feet and do anything you wanted. I'd barely spoken to you, but you wielded a lot of power over me. "Want me to be your first? For womankind, y'know." you said, smirking at me as you sipped your beer. "It's cool, you don't have to say yes, but I'll be in the bathroom if you wanna see what these fingers can do when they're not playing guitar."

And with that you walked off, chuckling to yourself. Of course, I followed, quickly.

The next day I found a note stuffed into the back pocket of my jeans. It had a phone number, followed by the words "-The Girl That You Let Finger You In A Dive Bar Bathroom Like a Little Ho".

You really know how to charm a guy.

I called the next day.

"Well aren't you an eager one..?" you said, "I'm free tonight, if you wanna hang out. I want that asshole groomed though. Shaved Clean? That's a good boy. And wear something slutty." You gave me an address, and I was there five minutes early that night. The apartment building was run down, and looked like the sort of place you didn't want to hang around if you didn't have to. I made my way inside and knocked on the door, waiting nervously for your answer.

When you answered, you gave me a big smile. "Well look at that, slutty, but punctual!" you said, pulling me in by a plaid-covered sleeve. The apartment smelt like cigarettes, weed, and coffee. Records and old fan zines were stacked up in odd corners, and shirts and jackets hung up on every available chair. You looked stunning. You were wearing the same leather jacket from the night before, and the same boots, but a set of lacy bra, panties, stockings and suspenders underneath. You giggled when you saw me ogling it. "I thought you'd like this, you little freak." you teased.

I followed you to your room, where the smell seemed to get much stronger. A few pairs of jeans, some underwear, and what looked like a dildo were scattered across the floor with little care. There were cigarette butts on the windowsill and an open pot of petroleum jelly by the bed.

"So, tell me about you. I'd like to know a liiiittle more than I already do about the guy inside. Well, not that inside but you know what I mean."

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Just your everyday stereotype-fulfilling male fantasy femdom prompt for you. Bondage, butts and more, please.

My kinks are here. Furthermore, I'd like:

• Anal. Pretty much all of it. Rimming, pegging, fingering etc.

• Discipline and operant conditioning, like puppy training. Rewards for good behaviour, punishments for bad behaviour.

• Orgasm CONTROL. I pretty much always want to cum by the end of a scene, you've just got to make me work for it. An orgasm isn't always a reward, especially if I cum from you fucking my ass with a big ol' dildo while I'm wearing a schoolgirl outfit :)

• Petplay, I can be a puppy or a kitten. I prefer cats, but if you're a dog person, who am I to argue?

• Cumplay. Make me splatter all over myself and feed it to me, or into my own mouth, etc.

• Feminisation. Not in a humilating way, entirely. I don't like the sort of rude shit where you just say I have a small cock and be mean- just embarass me with the fact that I'm a perv who loves the way women's underwear feels.

• Love and Romance. Once in a while I like a bit of intimacy.

• Pet names. I adore things like "Precious", "Princess", "Sweetie" and "Honey", as well as more explicit ones like "Slut", "Whore" or "Cumdumpster". Call me something like "My Precious Little Cumdumpster" or "Sweet Little Whore" for extra brownie points.

• Humiliation. Don't make people be mean and laugh at me, just moderately embarrass me. Have friends over to ogle and tease me, but not be really horrible. I prefer exhibitionism to involve people who are as kinky as us, rather than the general public, if that makes sense.

I think that's about it. I'll probably come up with more. As for my limits, I don't want any scat, gore, death, hard CBT (A little slapping is okay. Absolutely NO ball pain), cuckolding, extreme pain, animals or extreme humiliation.