9 comments/ 112594 views/ 29 favorites Cruel Asian Girlfriend Ch. 01 By: tasx007 The evening that everything changed forever, I arrived home from work and found my gorgeous 20-something year-old girlfriend, Evita, lounging around on the living room sofa in a lingerie set that I hadn't seen before. She looked amazing, as always...in this case wearing tiny white g-string and a small matching bra that let her dark nipples peek through. Evita is an absolutely stunning Filipina girl, with a perfect spinner body, long silky hair and dark, dark bedroom eyes. I was super lucky to have such a hot girl on my arm. I'm nearly twice her age, a successful attorney at a well-known downtown firm. Not a movie star, but not too ugly or out of shape. I had picked her up in a bar, much to my surprise, just days after my fiancée had dumped me. Evita came home with me that first night, and rocked my world completely. The girl just flat out loved sex. She sat on my face until she juiced in my mouth over and over, after which she made me lick her tight rosebud. In return, she let me fuck her asshole, and she gave amazing blowjobs while fingering my ass. She let me cum in her mouth as well, although she always made me share the load with her afterwards, calling me her 'dirty old cum-eating slut.' She was simply unbelievable. I got hard every day just thinking about coming home to her wet pussy, tight ass, and super nasty mouth. I was completely, hopelessly addicted to her after only a few weeks together. She looked a little flushed, as if she had been exercising. She also wore an expression I hadn't seen before. She looked somehow regal and at the same time...icy. She tapped her bright red nail against her equally lush red mouth. Finally, after a long silence, she spoke. "Sit down," she said, much more sharply than usual. "What?" "Sit!" I sat on the chair across the coffee table from where she sat on the sofa. "No, on the floor in front of me." Puzzled, I did as she asked, coming around the table to her side. Sitting was uncomfortable, as I'm not that limber, so I ended up kneeling. "Nice," she said. "I like you kneeling like that." Her legs were spread open. It looked like her panties were a little wet in front. As I got closer to her I could smell her sweet pussy in the air. "Do you love this body?" "Of course, baby. You know I do..." "Really, really love it?" "Yes!" "Will you do anything to have me?" Anything? What did that mean? "Uh, yes, I guess." "Guessing is not good enough. Will you do anything to have me?" "Yes." "Yes, what?" I wasn't sure where this was going, but hesitantly offered, "Yes...Mistress?" "Good. From now on, things are going to change." "What? What do you mean, Baby, I thought things were great between us?" She actually snorted in scorn. "Well, that's exactly the problem. I like spending your money, and you treat me pretty well, but you are less than inspiring in bed, and I need to be fully satisfied. You are less than six inches fully hard, and that, BABY, simply isn't good enough. I need much bigger cocks to satisfy my super sexy pussy and tight little ass. Cocks as big as THIS." She pulled a huge strap-on dildo from beneath a cushion. It was big, and black, and very realistic, including two huge balls at the end. "The cock I had a few minutes before you got home was exactly this big, and I came from penetration for the first time since I met you." I was still a little slow. "You used the dildo to make yourself come?" Her eyes glittered hard and nasty. "No, I used a big black cock attached to a football player from the local college to make me come. He drilled me for nearly an hour, stretching my pussy open wide, and then blasted a huge load of his nasty black sperm inside me." "What!!!? How could you?" She had just cheated on me, and was bragging about it! My heart cracked open, and I suddenly lost the ability to breathe. "How could I not? I held out for three whole weeks, trying to make do with your tiny little package, and quick squirting. No wonder your fiancée dumped you." Tiny little package? Quick squirting? My head was spinning. She pushed her hand inside her panties, dug around, and brought out two slime-coated fingers. Wearing an evil smirk, she continued to push me down into a chasm. She was relentless. "See!" She smelled them. "Ummm, that's the smell of a real man." She pushed the fingers towards my mouth. "Open." I shook my head. Her eyes got colder. "Listen, you cum-eating bitch, if you want to ever touch me again, you will open your mouth and lick these fingers clean!" I wanted to resist, but I couldn't. Something clicked inside my head. She was so fucking hot and, somehow, her dominance was actually making me hard, in ways I didn't really understand. I opened my mouth. "Suck these fingers dry, like a cock." She pushed the fingers deep inside, making me gag. "Suck!" I did. The taste was salty, nasty, much stronger than my own cum, but at least I could also taste her sweet pussy juice. Somehow, my cock got even harder. After I had licked them clean to her satisfaction, she said: "Take off all of your clothes." Thinking I was going to get a reward I jumped up and started to unbutton my shirt. "Did I say you could stand? Kneel the fuck down!" I did. It was very awkward and little humiliating to get out of my clothes while kneeling. While pulling my pants off I got tangled up and fell over. Evita laughed out loud. "That's perfect...and look, your cock is standing up all hard for me! Now, lie down on your back on the coffee table." I did. She pulled out a blindfold and put it over my eyes. "Don't move." I lay there as instructed. Unable to see, I heard unfamiliar noises, clinking, rustling. She hummed to herself as she clicked a metal band around one wrist, and pulled it down, attaching it to one leg of the table. Same routine for the other. Then she attached some kind of a bar to my legs, which forced them open and kept me from closing them. Now I was spread-eagled over the table, helpless, with my ass down at one edge. And I could feel my cock reaching for the sky, harder than ever. Suddenly a whisper in my ear. "Just because you can't satisfy me the normal way doesn't mean you can't help me with my nasty sexual needs. I have a kinky side that can't wait to take full advantage of you. " I felt her nail tease the head of my cock, which jumped at the sudden caress. She laughed low and nasty. "You will probably come to love it, and be just as addicted to me as you are now, only in a very different way. This is going to be so much fun!" I felt conflicted and scared, but horny as hell. Suddenly she pinched my nose shut. Reflexively my mouth opened. She jammed her satin panties into my mouth. The gusset had collected a lot more of her lover's cum. "Suck those clean for me baby, I don't want them stained." Gagging, I tried to push them out, but she slapped some kind of tape over my mouth. "You work on that while I work on this." She grabbed my cock and stroked it lightly. "It's nice that you are excited to be my new sex toy! Now, what game should we play here? I know, I think we need to try and stretch this little cock and ball package out, see if we can make them bigger! I have just the thing...but first, I should get a little more comfortable." Suddenly she seated herself on my face. Her gooey pussy leaked more cum all over my face. She rubbed herself on me for a bit, and then settled with my nose in her rosebud, just allowing me enough space to breathe. "Like that baby? Like the smell of cum and ass from your sexy Asian mistress?" I couldn't speak with her panties taped into my mouth. She squeezed my balls hard. I groaned. "When I ask you a question, you answer. Nod your head if you like this! " I nodded. My nose pushed into her asshole. "Good boy. Now, let's see if we can't do something to enhance this little dicklet." I felt rope being wrapped around my balls, and she pulled hard. I groaned again. She wrapped them very tightly, separating them into two tight balloons, and then tied the rope off at the base of my throbbing cock. "That's a lovely shade of purple. My favorite color. The tight wrapping seems to be making your dicklet a little bit longer than usual. And, for sure, it will keep you from squirting your little cum so quickly. " Then she flicked the right ball with her nail. I screamed into the tape. Evita laughed out loud. "Now, do I have your attention?" I nodded as hard as I could. She pulled off of my face. I could feel her hair brush my cheek as she brought her mouth close to my ear once again. "Great. It's time to begin your journey. I am going to turn you into my helpless, addicted sex slave. I am going to use you in ways you cannot imagine. I am going to break you completely, and you are going to thank me for it. You will probably come to enjoy it...eventually, even when I turn you out." She pinched on both nipples, hard, with her nails. I flinched. "Ready?" All I could do was nod again to my cruel Asian mistress, not having any idea what was coming. Cruel Asian Girlfriend Ch. 02 The evening continues... My suddenly dominant Asian Mistress whispered again into my ear: "In this next round, it's important that you see exactly what is happening to you, so you can learn to appreciate how to serve me best." She tilted my head up and put some kind of a pillow beneath my neck, and then pulled off the blindfold. I blinked at the light, letting my eyes recalibrate. I couldn't see her, bound to the table as I was. I could, however, smell her hair and the hint of perfume just behind my head. What I could see was my painfully erect, purple-headed cock. The head was truly a deep shade of purple, like a ripe plum, with several rounds of rope tied just above the stem and below the head. I couldn't quite see my balls, but could only imagine they were the same color, or worse, bound to the bursting point. My Mistress moved into my sight line, lifting one elegant leg over the table, and sat down on my thighs. I had a brief glimpse of her shaven pussy, wet with her juice, before my erect cock blocked that delightful view. She was still wearing her wispy bra, but her hard dark nipples were poking through. "Like what you see, bitch boy?" I nodded. She smirked. "I know, you men are always so easy. A little skin, a hint of sex, and you will put up with anything. Well, let's see how trainable you are. This is going to hurt a bit, but try to be a man..." She ripped the tape from my mouth. It did, indeed hurt, but I limited myself to a hard breath. "Good boy. How have you done cleaning my messy panties?" She clamped my nose closed with one hand, and when my mouth opened in reflex she dug in and pulled out the tiny scrap of cloth. She examined it closely, then put it in front of my face. "Very nice. All of my lover's cum is gone. It looks like we have found something you are good at, which is excellent, since you will have plenty of opportunity to display your talent." Despite the ominous implication, I felt a sudden, unexpected wash of pride at the praise. "Now, it's important that you always associate sex, pleasure and pain with me, so I'll have to refresh the scent for you." She took the panty, and slowly dragged it down her body, teasing each nipple, caressing her amazingly tight abs, and then, with a wry smile, placed the triangle delicately over the head of my cock. She scratched the head through the silk with one nail, and laughed when my hips involuntarily pressed up. "No, not yet, my pet. But good to see you haven't lost the plot." She rose up into a half squat, so I could once again see her gorgeous slit. She poked her panties inside with her slender fingers, making a tease of it, until just a small edge of the g-string was visible, hanging down. She stood, legs splayed wide around the table, and walked slowly closer to my head, until she was directly over my head. Looking up, I could see her panty string dangling from her pussy, her breasts above, and her wash of dark hair, hanging over her face. Gradually she squatted down, until the string was almost in reach. I strained to reach. A quick ping to my balls got my attention. Ouch! "Beg." What? "Beg for it." "Please Mistress, may I...have your panties back?" "You may." She sat down on my face. I managed to get the string between my teeth. "Don't move," she said. As she gradually lifted herself up, the panty was pulled from between her shaven lips, wet with her juice. Finally, the gusset emerged and fell onto my face, enveloping my nose with her smell. "There, now you have the smell of me as your universe. We can continue." She moved back, and settled again onto my thighs. She bent away and picked up a black bag, rummaged inside. "Familiar with these?" I shook my head...she was holding what looked like double-ended tweezers, with two small rings hanging towards the middle, and a long chain connected to the middle bar. "MMM, they are my favorite nipple clamps. Much better than those bulky clip-on ones, and so much more effective....Watch." She licked one finger, and brought it to my left nipple, which was already tight. She poked at the end, and then pinched again between two nails. I nearly barked in pain. She laughed. "Just wait, my pet, that is nothing." She took one of the tweezer ends, and caught the nipple, gently at first. Then, using her other hand, she slowly slid the ring up towards the end, increasing the pressure. "Hurt?" I shook my head. "Now?" Still no. "NOW!?" I nodded, as I could feel a deep burn beginning. "Great, and now the second one..." She repeated the procedure, with the same gradual increase, until both nipples were throbbing equally. With a wicked grin she said: "You may find the pain wearing off, but, trust me, you are in for a major surprise a little later." I couldn't imagine what could be worse than how it felt at the moment, but I certainly was not going to encourage her by asking. She pulled on the chain in the middle. "OOhmpH'" I gasped out loud as my nipples distended, adding to the sharp pain already penetrating my body. She smiled again. "My bridle seems to be working. Now it's time to mount my stud." She looked down at my throbbing, bound cock, still standing up, bulging purple. She ran one thumb over the tip, playing with the opening. It was so sensitive that I couldn't help but try to move my hips to avoid the tease. "What's the matter baby, don't you like it when mistress plays with your little cock?" She knew I was stuck, as there was no good answer. "I love it mistress, but it's so sensitive." She pouted. "Well then, I guess it's time to make it less sensitive. Better for me anyway." She went back into her evil bag, and pulled out a square foil. "Magnum, baby. Not your usual size I know, but with the rope and all, perfect to make you into my personal, live, dildo!" She ripped open the package, and rolled a black condom down over my engorged, bound member. She pulled out her plastic cock and stood it next to mine, on my leg. "Well, it's bigger...still not up to what I really need, but a lot closer than usual. Let's see how it performs." With that she gracefully lifted her butt up, and positioned her shaven pussy over the top of my black-covered cock. "Look at me." I did. Her eyes bored into me, as she gradually lowered herself down, one half-inch at a time, burying me in her tight, wet pussy. Her cheeks started to flush, and her eyes started to close as she got towards the bottom, and the ropes started to fill out her channel. She pulled off her bra and her tits started to bounce along with her movement. "Oooh, that's SO much better than you usually feel when we fuck, baby. I feel almost full, and the ropes are rubbing me so nicely inside." She started riding me with longer, strokes, faster, then slower, all the while her body was visibly heating up. She looked deep into my eyes again. "Not too sensitive now, right? Sorry you complained? It's frustrating, right? Knowing you are fucking me, but that not only are you unable to come, because your balls are bound, but you can't even benefit from the stimulation of my warm pussy." I could only nod helplessly. "That's so hot, baby, knowing that I control your cock and your orgasm, and that you are my toy. That's what I, uhh, that's what I ..." She rocked and twisted even harder, pushing my cock up inside as far as it could go. I could see she was close to cumming. "That's what makes me cummmmmm AHHH." And she did. A searing pain hit my chest as she pulled on the nipple chain as well. I felt tears come down my cheeks. My mistress collapsed forward, her hair surrounding my face, her sweet breath drying my tears, her tight nipples burning their own spots on my chest. After a long moment, she exhaled a long deep breath, then lifted herself back up and stood, leaving my black-clad cock still thrusting up, now covered with her sex juice. With a half-smile she said: "That was NICE. And, you could go even longer, see! The perfect fuck toy!" She slapped my cock, and smiled as it bounced right back up. Then, with the wicked glint returning to her eyes, she curled her two fingers into her thumbs, into tight circles, started to lower them towards my groin. "Know what's coming next, baby?" I found a weak voice despite a severely dry mouth. "Please no, mistress, my balls hurt so much already!" "No? You dare tell your mistress NO?" "I'm sorry mistress, is there nothing else that would please you instead?" "Hmmm." Instead of flicking my aching balls she cradled each in one hand, and started to squeeze. "I could just keep squeezing until they pop....would you like that better?" With such a choice I had nowhere to go, so all I could do was plead with my eyes. Mercifully, she stopped the pressure and smiled. "That helpless, begging look makes me so fucking wet! When I get that look I know I'm on my way to owning my pet. Isn't that right, baby...you're pretty close to the breaking point? It's ok to cry baby, that also makes me so hot...." Tears were running freely down my cheeks. She leaned forward and tasted them with her tongue. "MMM. Lovely. I love the taste of a man-pet's tears." She started unwrapping me, pulling off the condom slowly, then untying the rope and gradually loosening the hold on my cock. "Now, since you did such a good job of helping me get off, now it's going to be your turn to get off...in my own, special way, of course. This will break you to me forever. I promise." My now naked cock still throbbed. She poked it with a nail and laughed as it popped up, dying for more attention. "No, not yet baby, we have some more preparation to do..." She moved briefly out of sight. I heard the refrigerator open, the clink of ice in a glass, and then her return. Standing behind me, she seemed to take a long drink. Then I could hear her humming to herself as she snapped something together. Then, from behind my head: "You ready?" Afraid to look, I nevertheless turned to try and see her. She stepped towards me, with that huge black dildo buckled into some kind of leather harness, wrapped around her slim hips. "Better open that mouth and make this wet, bitch boy, because you are losing your cherry tonight!" To be continued... Cruel Asian Girlfriend Ch. 03 She takes me all the way... My amazingly hot Filipina girlfriend had taken complete control of me. I was bound to the coffee table, naked, nipples clamped, her wet panties over my face. And now she was going to take it even further. She stepped towards me, with that huge black dildo buckled into some kind of leather harness, wrapped around her slim hips. "Better open that mouth and make this wet, bitch boy, because you are losing your cherry tonight!" I opened my mouth as wide as I could, but she forced it deep, causing me to choke. She just smiled. Then there was a flash and I could see she had taken a photo. "You look great with cock in your mouth, my pet. I might like to see you take the real thing, what do you think? I shook my head as much as I could with that huge dildo pinning my head down through my throat. She clearly enjoyed the panic in my eyes. "Yeah. We'll definitely do that. I'll have to think about who is the perfect guy for you. Hmmm, there are so many young guys at your firm....I'll bet we won't have trouble finding one." She pulled out of my mouth, and held up the black cock, now shiny with saliva and juice from my throat. "But if they like your mouth, they will probably like your ass too, so I guess it's time to turn you into an anal slut!" She leaned down towards my ear again, and whispered. "You may not like it at first, but you will come to need it, my pet. Because it is my wish, and you are so desperate to please me so I don't drop you and find a guy who can satisfy me the traditional way..." Humming to herself, she walked around the table. She grabbed a pillow, and put it on the floor between my spread legs. Her dildo looked enormous. "Scared, pet?" I nodded. "You may speak." "Yes Mistress. I have never been penetrated before." "Never?" "No Mistress." "So, would you like some preparation before I take your anal virginity?" "Yes please, Mistress. If you would ..." She put two fingers into my mouth. "Make them wet then." I sucked and licked for all I was worth. She pulled them out of my mouth and in the same motion jammed them deep into my asshole. I couldn't help make a sound at the violation. She frowned. "I'm helping you out here, and you are complaining? I could go straight to the main event if you prefer..." "No Mistress...I'm sorry. Please continue." She pulled her fingers out and brought three to my mouth. "Better keep going then." I could smell ass on the fingers, but I opened my mouth, and licked them again. She smiled. "Now you are starting to get it." She pulled the three out and, again, jammed them ruthlessly deep into my already sore asshole. This time I managed to avoid any sound. "Very good, my pet. And look, your little dicklet is getting hard . See, you might have what it takes to be a great anal slut slave for your hot Asian mistress." She was right, my cock was suddenly standing straight up again, throbbing. I didn't understand why, I was not ever remotely interested in being penetrated...but she was pushing buttons I guess I didn't know I had. "Ok, enough. Time to turn you out for real. And, if you are good, I might give you the reward your little cocklet clearly desires." She put the three fingers back into my mouth. "Clean them." I did. Once she was satisfied they were clean she put the dildo back in my mouth. "It looks dry, so you had better work on it again." I had used up so much saliva that I was not able to make it as wet as before. "Oh, is pet a bit dry mouthed? Here, let me help you. Open up..." She leaned over, licked her lips, with an evil glint in her eye, and then opened her mouth and spit a huge pool of saliva into my mouth, and then jammed the phallus back in. When she pulled it back out it was shiny again. "Much better. Otherwise you were going to be in trouble." She wandered back to the other end of the table, and knelt between my spread legs. She smiled that wicked, partly playful, partly evil smile again. "I LOOOVE virgin ass!" She scooted forward and put the head of the dildo against my slightly stretched opening. "Look in my eyes, and no sound!" She pushed. It hurt like crazy, but she was relentless, leaning in, pushing, until the head popped through the anal ring. "See pet, your ass is open for business now!" She pushed deeper, and while it still hurt, I could feel my cock rising again. It was crazy, but I was turned on by my mistress' cock in my virgin ass. She noticed with a smirk. "Anal whore. I knew it. I'm going to have so much fun pimping your ass out. But first, I get my fun. We are going balls deep!" And she grabbed my thighs and rammed herself against me, pushing her dildo all the way in. I couldn't help it, I hissed a long breath. She frowned, but didn't say anything. Rather, she starting pumping in and out, raping my hole with the full length of her cock. She pulled all the way back until the head was just inside the ring, and then thrust back in...over and over. She is in great shape, and the picture of her tight, hot body and abs ramming into me, her boobs shaking, nipples fully erect, was, amazingly, totally hot. And, gradually, the pain in my ass turned to a strange kind of pleasure, and my cock continued to stand, rock hard and throbbing, even though she wasn't touching it. My Mistress started to flush as her own arousal climbed. She closed her eyes as she approached another orgasm. "Yes! I love turning men into my anal pets...it makes me so wet. I'm going to cum again....yes, almost there, and NOW!!!!" I could see her abs ripple with the force of her orgasm. Her cock stayed deep in my ass, pushing the force of her spasms deep inside me. After about sixty seconds of recovery she opened her eyes. That nasty glint returned. "Well, you did ok for your first time. Would you like a reward?" I nodded. "Beg." "Please Mistress, let me cum." "I might let you cum, but it will be under my rules, and you will obey them completely or I will never touch you again. And you will cum with my cock deep in your ass so you learn that is how it should be." "Yes, Mistress, your rules." She put her hand on my cock, which was aching for release. She teased it with her nails, raked my balls, and put her longest nail deep into the pee hole. "Just wait til I penetrate this little hole, my pet. I have a toy that is perfect for that...but I'll defer to another time." I had no idea what she was talking about, but it was sexy and scary at the same time. She pulled the panties from my face, and teased the head of my cock with it. "Are you ready?" I nodded. She put the panty over the head of my cock, and started to jerk me off with the silky fabric. With her other hand she pulled on my aching balls, stretching them down low. "I'm going to show you that cumming has a price, but since you love me and you want to cum you will take it and ask for even more..." She jacked me faster and faster, until I was almost there. She stopped, taking her hands away completely. My hips were trying to find any kind of contact, but all that was on my cock was her panty, teasing. She laughed. "All guys can be controlled through their cocks. It's amazing that more women don't get it." She put her hands back on me, and started to jack me off again. "Do you know what a ruined orgasm is, my pet?" Ruined orgasm? That sounded scary for sure. I shook my head. "Well, you are about to find out..." She jacked me faster and faster, bringing me to the edge, and then, just as I felt my balls start to shoot, she removed her hands again! Simultaneously she somehow released the clamps on my nipples and I felt the most pain ever flood my chest! I had tears running down my cheeks once again. While reeling from the pain in my nipples, my cum ran out in dribs and drabs, filling the gusset of her panty with goo, but I didn't have the pleasure of real orgasm. In fact, my cock stayed hard and my balls still ached! She put her hands on my cock head and rubbed, which caused even more discomfort... My cruel mistress watched the expression on my face with delight. "THAT is a ruined orgasm! It's like a milking, where your cum runs out but you stay horny and unfulfilled, and painfully sensitive. Adding to the fun is the incredible shock of the blood returning to your nipples. Wasn't that fun?" I didn't answer. "Don't make me repeat myself!" "Yes Mistress." "And?" "Thank you mistress, for allowing me to cum." She took the panty off the head of my cock and jammed it into my mouth. "Now, clean up all your nasty cum. From now on, any time you orgasm you eat it. You need to learn to love the taste...for when I introduce you to real cock!" I did as she asked, helpless, ashamed, but still so turned on by my amazing, cruel Asian mistress. "I think you have an office party with significant others invited coming up shortly, don't you?" I nodded. "Perfect. I'm sure we can find some fun there, don't you think?" I could only imagine the fun she would have...at my expense. But what could I do. I was addicted to her.