My deepest fantasy Master,

'Tis a hot summers day, its been such a hot week, and now my air
conditioner is broken.  I call Danny the local handy man he tells me he
is so busy he has taken on a partner his name is Frank and he is an old
friend; it will be him who will be coming around.  I thank him as we
have used Danny for years, he is a much older man, nearly 60 whiskers
and reminds me off my grand father, I giggle and can picture Frank,
knowing Danny he and Frank were most probably boy hood friends. I
straighten up the lounge and decide I better dress before the repairman
gets here.

Its so hot so I put on my bra, panties and a short cotton dress that
buttons down the front its nice and cool, the bodice hugs my body
tightly accentuating my breasts. Looking in the mirror I wonder if I
will give the old man a heart attack when he sees me. I laugh and move
back into the kitchen and start to clean. There is a knock at the door
and I go to answer it, its Frank and he is NOT what I expected, he
stands about 6 foot tall, dark hair, smouldering blue eyes, muscles on
his muscles, his chest so broad his gaze made me shiver, his size making
me feel so small like a fragile flower. He introduces him self and comes
in side, I show him where the air conditioner is and he beings to work
on it.

I continue to do my work, dusting making sure that when I bend over
Frank gets a good eye full, I know I am teasing him, I shouldn't be
trying to flirt with this man and I stop. Out the corner of my eye I
watch him as he removes his T-shirt exposing those rippling muscles and
my body shudders I can feel how wet he is making me and I should not
feel this way about a repairman.

I move away trying to get my mind back onto my task at hand, and do the
dishes my mind wanders and I don't even notice him walk up behind me
till he presses his chest against me and says in my ear "where can I
wash up".  I drop a plate back into sink as he reaches around me and
washes his hands in my sink, I swallow hard and try to move, but his
strong arms have me in a vice like grip. He shakes his hands and the
water flies off all over my dress, he places his hands on my hips and
pulls them up over my tummy drying them on my dress, he nears my breasts
as my chest heaves my breathing quickens. He steps forward and presses
me against the sink, I had not noticed that his hands had grabbed my
dress I cry out in sheer terror as he rips my dress undone.

He moves his hands in to the torn shreds of my dress, caressing my skin
as his mouth moves down and he kisses along my neck up toward my ear,
"now for the payment of my tip". He bites my neck so hard I can feel his
teeth break my skin. Crying out I try to pull away but he wraps his
enormous arms around me he swings me around, his fingers digging deeply
into my breasts, the pain shoots through my body, I have never
experienced this type of pain before. He squeezes hard and then relaxes
the vice like grip before he tightens them again. He pushes me back on
the table and shouts "shut your mouth slut or I will shut it for you" I
whimper softly and he gets very mad. His eyes glare down at me they are
eyes that tell me to lay still I do so knowing I am his but not wanting
to be.

Unfastening his belt he pulls is from his jeans, and brings the belt
down over my thigh, I cry out, he again warns me to be quiet. He removes
a knife from the kitchen draw and moves over to his toolbox grabbing
something. I look at the door and he shouts "don't even think bout it"
his voice shoots through me and I remain very still, my back feels the
cold wood of the table. I close my eyes and wonder if I will survive
this man. "Hands up over your head" is the next command and I just do it
not wanting to up set him at all. Grabbing my wrist he wraps it in some
type of tape pulling it back he ties it off on the leg of the table,
then he takes the other wrist and does the same. I can smell the musty
lust smell wafting up into the room; I bite my lip hoping that he can't
smell it as well. How could I be wet as this man takes from me what he
wants?

My ass sits on the edge of the table he moves between my legs and with
the knife he starts to cut my clothing away saying "you wont need this
any more, I want you naked slut"!  I swallow as I feel the cold steal of
the knife brush my skin, I hold so very still not wanting him to cut me.
He moves to the side of the table taking the remnants of my clothing, he
pulls them from under me. Moving closer he flicks his tongue over my
nipple it grows the pink nub standing tall the skin around my nipple
puckers as its so taut, I begin to whimper a little, he then sinks his
teeth into my nipple. I open my mouth and before I know it he shoves my
panties into my mouth effectively stifling my cries, I bite down on the
material as I feel him grind my nipple between his teeth moving his
lower jaw over his top teeth. Reaching over he traps my other erect
nipple between the thumbnail and a fingernail and again her presses them
together then rolls them slightly I feel like my nipple will be cut from
my body. My breathing turns to pants, the pain from my tortured nipples
surges through my body right through me even down to my cunt making me
even wetter. He pulls back and then before I know what his happening he
uses his belt and lands to heavy blows across my breasts, I feel like I
will faint but the gag in my mouth keeps my cries of pain from his ears.

He moves down to the end of the table and with the end of the belt he
gently starts a rhythmic flogging of my cunt. My moans seem to alter his
aim and each aim now connecting with my clit, the gentle caress of the
leather is so different to the treatment he had given my breasts. Next I
feel is his mouth on my cunt he sucks and pulls at my lips with his
teeth, I shudder as his tongue moves out and flicks over my clit, he
sucks it into his mouth and drags his teeth over the trapped flesh. As
it's about to pull through his teeth he bites it and I scream out in
pain, he laughs and then stands.

He grabs the back of my knees as tears stream down my face "he pushes
them back so he can see my cunt, I hear his pants fall and I swallow
hard and try to move away as I realise he is about to fuck me now. His
strong hands pull me back and I get a slap over my breasts and this
keeps me still. He leans over and licks across my nipples my breathing
quickens as I look up into his eyes. I close my eyes as I feel him rub
the head of his cock against my swollen and pink cunt lips. They glisten
with the wetness from deep inside me, it was obvious to him that I was
aroused and that I really was enjoying this. His cock dips into my wet
cunt once, twice and then it was gone, I wanted it back but then I feel
his cock heat as he runs it along the slit, from my clit right over my
asshole. I pull away from him again as he does this. He digs his fingers
into my hips "stay still slut!" and he lunges forward I hold my breath
as I prepare to accept his enormous cock into my cunt but I realise that
is not my cunt he is after. I scream out as the head of his cock pops
through the tight ring of my asshole. My head swims and as I cry harder
I feel the pain surge through me again. He moves my knees up to my chest
and slams his cock into my ass, as it moves into me I feel like I will
tear apart, the pain so intense as every inch sinks deeper into my ass.
Every lump and bump on his cock tears at the tight ring of flesh but he
enjoys the tightness of my ass. "Virgin ass huh?" through my tears I nod
and he cries out "YYYEEEEEESSSSSSSSS!!" and his hips begin a rhythm with
his cock plunging deeply into me over and over. He moves his attention
to my cunt now and pushes his finger into me; I am so wet it enters
easily. He rubs his finger along my wall between his cock and his
finger. The pain in my ass has turned to a sweet pleasure; I am unaware
that now my hips voluntary rock up to meet his thrusts. I arch my back
and another finger is inserted into me then a third, as he begins to
move his fingers in and out of me I can hear the wetness. His fingers
press against his cock and I can feel his passion rising. I grasp the
legs of the table as if feel that I will explode with pleasure/pain, the
two now so entwined I can't tell the difference any more. He pulls his
fingers from my cunt and then moves them to my mouth after he throws the
gag to the ground. I suck them into my mouth cleaning them of my sweet
juices. I look up into his eyes as his hips now violently slams his cock
into my sore asshole, till with one final thrust he comes, his hot come
pouring into my ass sets me off and I come hard. As I regain my
composure I didn't notice him as he moved away, he is already dressed
and seems to be writing something as my eyes focus on him. He moves
across to me and he bites my nipple again to bring me back to here and
now, he slams down onto the table a piece of paper, it's a bill across
it is written Paid in full. He cuts my arms free and turns to me as I
roll off the table, "next week slut be ready, cause next week I wont be
so gentle on you" I shudder and from my lips come the words  "yes Sir"
then he leaves.  I crawl to the couch where I curl up and try to work
out what has happened and why I enjoyed his rough handling.