erotica and sugar sugar

He asks me to pick something up or get something for him from a low cabinet, and when I bend down, he grabs me by my hair and shoves me down to my knees. "Ouch, what do you think you're doing?" Hair pulled harder. "Shut up!" I try to wiggle free and he pulls harder, and pushes my face to the floor. We struggle until he has established dominance over me and I've shut up. He drags me to the bed, or wherever he wants to fuck, and he lifts up me and throws me down onto it, face first. He reaches around me and starts unbuttoning my pants with one hand, while his other hand is in my hair, pushing my face down into the mattress. I twist and struggle free, trying to zip my jeans back up. I back up against the back of the bed, and then make a rush for the door. He pushes it shut and locks it as I try to get out, and I start to beg, "Please, let me go..." He laughs and pushes me back onto the bed. "Shut up, bitch." He makes another grab for my jeans, and this time succeeds in pulling them off of me. He grabs my throat and gets my panties off, too. I wink when he's looking my way, and then plead again, whimpering "No..."  He backs away from the bed a little, and takes his own pants off. "Take off your shirt." I don't listen, and he slaps me. "Do it. Now." He grabs my legs and forces them down to the bed, and (after a short pause in the play to put on a condom) begins to put himself inside me. I struggle again and he forces me to hold still, inflicting pain as well as putting me into a position where I can't avoid the inevitable. "ask me to fuck you." I give him a terrified 'are you crazy?!' stare, and he demands, "ask me to fuck you, or I'll put it in your ass." I try to resist, but he starts to reposition himself to fuck me in the ass, and I beg again, "please don't do this, don't make me do this" and he demands again, still pushing, "say it" and I do. "fuck me." He isn't satisfied. Is that how you ask your master to fuck you? "Please fuck me... master." "That's a good girl. Of course I will" and he shoves his cock inside me, thrusting hard. I'm scared, but excited and ready for him, enjoying every second of it. Of course I yell and squeal, it was abrupt and hurt a bit after all, but most of it is acting, and we both know and enjoy it. He pushes a kiss on me, and I bite down on his tongue. He inflicts pain, pulling on my tits till I think they'll rip off and I let go of his tongue. "Kiss me...: he practically growls at me, and this time I obey and the kiss is so passionate it's like fireworks. By the time he's ready to cum I've already done it myself several times, and I'm sore and tired but enjoying myself, still begging for mercy. He makes me beg him to hurt me, and the first time he says no, and I'm forced to keep begging until he does, because as he says and has shown me, "It will be worse on you if you don't do as I say". Then as I beg for mercy he says he'll give it to me, but I have to beg him to cum. I beg for him to cum with everything I've got, and say "I don't know if I can last that long or take that much, please hurry". When he cums I get my master back, the tender loving man I had before and I hold him close to me and tell him I love him, because that's what he needs, and after all, the sex was amazing!