Pre filth

He drags the large wooden chest to the centre of the room and loops some rope under the base and through handles. He makes me stand over the chest and spread my legs. Its uncomfortable. He cuffs my wrists and ankles and ties my ankles down. He loops rope over my head, through my wrist cuffs and the other handle. Face down. Arse up.

 He starts to hit me, first with his hands, then with a whip and a cane and a wooden bath brush. I yelp and bleat. As the pain starts to get too much he draws back. Stands by my side and pushes his cock into my mouth. I suck and lick as best as I can, twisting and craning my neck. I start to drool and loose my head. My spit drips down my chin and onto the box.

"The better you do this the less quickly I'll go back to hitting you". He says and pulls back.

 He begins to paddle and hit me again on my thighs and my bottom, it stings and Im suffering. He slides his cock into me from behind. "You hate it and you're scared but look how wet you are".

 He slides in and out of my seeping contracting body. "Such a little slut".

 I groan. He pulls out and hits me some more. He runs the brush, bristle side up against my sopping, swollen groin. Its an itchy, giggly, horror. Its uncomfortable and unlike no other feeling. I squirm and squeal. He returns his cock to my mouth. I can taste myself on him. Its salty and white and delicious. He starts to fuck my throat violently. He grips my head and twists it as I gasp for breath. He drives himself in harder and faster. I gag awfully and vomit slightly onto the chest. He pulls out of my throat. Im a sobbing mess.

"Clean it up".

I look at. Putrid, human, vomit. Failure and achievement in one lumpy puddle of bile. I push my nose closely to it. Breathing heavy, not really noticing that he's untying me. I poke out my tongue and try to lick it up but the smell makes me wretch again.

He smirks at me "You can get a tissue..."

"Really!.... Can I?"

"Yes. You're untied arn't you?"

 I wash my mouth out and clean up my mess. "On your knees on the bed now". He fucks me until I climax. The heat in the room makes us sweat. I come again. Its delicious. His thrusts are heavy and even. He chooses not to. I wish I had been allowed to make him... I curl up and hope that I might later.