My 9 inch screw and the Goth Chick

This story is based on several true events brought together as one story. The 1st part of the story is centred around my meeting with a goth punk chic and then swiftly moves onto the girl, I met, who was very much into rough sex and bondage, not that the Goth chick wasn’t. There really was a girl who came out of her room and asked me for a big screw while I was doing some maintenance work in a block of flats. Later I met a girl who liked to be tied up, who loved to struggle against me and liked me to rip of her clothes. I am being very careful with my words here otherwise my story will be rejected by the site administrators.
The first time I saw E****th I thought what the fuck. She was some sort of rock / punk goth chick with tattoos on her arms and neck. A cow ring in her nose, safety pins in her ears, eyebrows and lips. Later, I discovered other piercings that are normally hidden. In addition to the jewellery she was wearing heavy black eye shadow and black lips, a short black skirt, fish net stockings with suspenders below the hem of her skirt, a crop top, tied at the front and yes you guessed it a steel pin in her belly button.
At the time I was working as a carpenter boxing in pipes in an old building, converted into student flats. It was about 9:30 in the morning and E***th had just come back from a party and she was in a bit of a state, drunk, her makeup was smudged, and her clothes were stained. I realised later that it was cum stains, she had been the centre of attention at this party and not for the 1st time.
She stumbled passed me while I was working on the stairs, so I got a good look up her short skirt and got an eye full of her tight little buns split by a pair of black thongs moulded round her pussy lips. I got an instant hard on. I am not usually a voyeur, but in this case, I didn’t have any choice. I just looked up from my kneeling position.
I didn’t see her again until the next day and by then I had moved up to her landing when she emerged from her room. E****th was dressed in a similar fashion to yesterday but this time her clothes were stain free, and she was wearing a black leather collar with silver chains looped around it and a cropped camisole top with ‘Spank Me’ in big white letters written across her front.
She had basically come out to complain about the noise and I remember getting annoyed with her thinking that she could do with good spanking and not just because she gave me a mouthful but, because the way she was dressed. I hated everything about her from her black spiky hair, her over exaggerated black make up, her piercings, down to her doc martin boots. But, at the same time I thought she was very horny and I felt my cock expand down the leg of my overalls at the sight of her clomping down the stairs with her laptop in her hand, heading for lectures I assumed.
I am not sure why but, I shouted after her as she was leaving the building. ‘You could do with a good spanking girly.’ She paused in the doorway and looked up at me and said. ‘Promises.’ I saw her again later that afternoon in a different frame of mind. She apologised for being rude to me. I just shrugged and gave her know encouragement and she went into her room. She came out again later and asked me if I was doing things in the building and could she have a screw, pointing at some screws in my screw box. I asked her what size screw she wanted and of course she said a big screw, please. So, I gave her the biggest screw I had.
I took hold of Her arm and guided her into her room. I had enough of this horny little bitch. I told her she was a slut and needed a good spanking. I sat on her unmade bed and pulled her over my knee and spanked her bottom hard with my open hand. She cried out. ‘Sir that hurts.’ It was then that I realised that she wasn’t wearing any knickers. ‘You are not wearing any knickers.’ I said. ‘Sorry Sir,’ she said. ‘I ran out of clean knickers.’ ‘I can’t believe this. You are not even capable of looking after yourself,’ I said. I continued to spank her until her cheeks were cherry red.
I didn’t fully realise it at the time, but I was taking all my frustrations out on her, my failed marriage and business, plus a few other issues. I paused in my spanking to finger her pussy, she was very wet and was clearly enjoying being spanked.
I pushed her off my knee, like a piece of trash, onto the floor and shrugged out of my overalls. I told her she was a whore and was wasting taxpayers’ money by going to university. I grabbed the chain around her collar and pulled her onto her knees. I got my Calvin Kline’s off to expose my raving hard on. I am blessed with a big cock and I watched her eyes widen as she saw my shaft. ‘Oh, Sir it’s so big’. ‘Suck it bitch,’ I said. I grabbed her hair and pulled her towards my bulbous end. By then her black make up was running down her face. I watched the end of my shaft disappear between her lips. I felt her tongue piercing tease the underside of my bulbous end before taking me deep into her throat, she alternated between gaging on my shaft, spitting and swirling her tongue around my end. I desperately wanted to fuck her and give her my nine-inch screw, but I wasn’t going to take any risks with her. ‘Do you have any condoms,’ I asked her. ‘Yes sir, somewhere.’ She scrabbled under the bed and came up with a condom and handed it to me. She pulled off her crop top while I rolled the condom over my shaft. She had lovely tits and I took a moment to lean down and suck them and pulled on her nipple rings with my teeth before guiding her firmly onto her bed. She wriggled under me and said. ‘tie me up Sir, please’. By then I had noticed the straps fixed to all four corners of her bed. But she was not going to make it easy for me. She battled me every step of the way, calling me names. Telling me that I was a. ‘Fucking bastard and a pig,’ while I called her. ‘A slut and a whore.’ In the end I managed to get her limbs secured and I stuffed a pair of her discarded knickers into her mouth to shut her up. I fucked her in the missionary position with her legs and arms tied and spread eagled. I felt her pussy give way to my probing cock, wrapping my shaft in its soft velvety folds. I shafted her hard while she bucked underneath and moaned with pleasure. Eventually I felt my cock begin to tingle and I knew I was getting close to cumming so, I withdrew myself from her cunt, pulled off the condom and straddled her body and with my balls nestled between her tits I wiped my cock across her face. My shaft felt heavy in my hands with pre cum leaking from my end. I removed her knickers from her mouth and told her to put her tongue out and I allowed my throbbing cock to bounce on the end of her tongue. She said. ‘Mmmmm cum on my face Sir. I want you to shower me with your cum.’ I let her lick the end of my cock while I tugged on it bringing myself to that point of no return, pausing to extend the pleasure and with a groan I came, shooting several hot streams of cum over her face and with a final gush I came in her mouth. She showed me my cum on her tongue mixed with her saliva before swallowing it. I allowed her to lick and suck my end clean before I left her tied to the bed and went back to work. When I checked in her room later, before packing up my tools for the day, she was asleep. I untied her before I left. I thought about waking her and fucking her again but there was always tomorrow.

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