My wife and I got into an argument the other night, and I was really horny, so I jumped on one of the sites I frequent. This guy in his 50's I"'d me saying he had a nine inch cock, and wanted me to suck it. I was still pissed at my wife, so I agreed to go over to his place and see for myself. He answered the door in only a robe. He closed the door and caught me with a surprise kiss. His tongue went nearly to my throat. He asked if I was into kink. Not sure what he meant, but I said sure. He took me to the basement, where he had a virtual sex dungeon waiting. There was a swing in the middle of the floor and he told me to strip and sit. I took off my clothes and was surprised to see I was already hard. My five inch cock was standing almost straight out and he hadn't even touched it. I sat in the swing, and before I knew it, he had my hands bound above my head to the chains, and he strapped my feet apart to rings embedded in the concrete floor. I asked him what safe word he wanted me to use, and he said, "Fuck that. There ain't no safe words in my house." This worried me a little, but I figured it would be harmless enough. He walked behind me and strapped a mouth ring on my face and blindfolded me. He lowered the contraption down a bit and pulled my head back. He put his cock up to my open mouth, and I could tell it barely fit through the ring. He stood there for a number of seconds, and I could feel his cock pulse on my tongue. He then started to face fuck me, and his cock grew even bigger. He fucked me for a couple of minutes, then pulled out and removed the mouth ring. He put his cock back up to my mouth and pushed it in. I gagged as he hit the back of my throat, but it didn't seem to slow him down. He began to mouth fuck me again, but this time I was able to suck him. His cock felt huge in my mouth, and finally he pulled out and took off the blindfold. He put me upright and walked in front of me. I looked down at his cock, and it was surely close to nine inches. "No way you're gonna fuck me with that thing," I said. He just smiled. He reached down and began to fondle my nuts with one hand and play with my asshole with the other. With a wet finger he managed to work it into my ass, then two fingers. It was hurting a bit, but I said nothing. It was when he put a third finger up my asshole that I let out a yelp. He finger fucked me for a minute or so, then pulled his hand back out. He squirted some lube on his fingers and started in again. A little less pain this time, and when he felt I was ready he put his arms under my legs and tilted me back a bit. Then he put his monster cock up to my asshole and gently pushed in. It was one of the most painful things I could remember, that nine inch cock working its way past my pucker hole. "Fuck!" I said, "That hurts. I can't take it." He just kept pushing, then pulling almost all the way out. It was like a battering ram invading my asshole. I kept telling him to stop, but he just kept fucking me. It was so painful I started to cry, and my own dick went limp. Each time he pushed in I felt a new stab of pain. I relaxed as much as I could, but the pain just kept coming, and the tears kept flowing. I was openly crying now, it hurt so bad. He fucked me for about 15 minutes, then pulled out. I felt the "pop" as he pulled the head out of my ass. He was hard as a fucking rock, and about as long as my forearm. It was a relief to have his cock out of my ass. He undid my restraints and walked over to his couch. He sat down and told me to sit on his lap. I was afraid not to. He was much larger and stronger than me. I walked over and straddled him with our cocks touching. He pulled me down and started kissing me again. He told me to sit on his cock. I didn't want to, and told him as much. "Sit on my fucking cock," he said, as he reached down and grabbed my nuts. He squeezed a little and the pain shot up into my stomach. I raised up a little and he let my nuts go. I positioned my asshole over his cock and gingerly started to sit. He pushed my shoulders down in one motion, and onto his cock I sat. It wasn't as bad as before, and he told me, "now, ride it like the little cunt that you are." I was afraid not to, and I raised up a little, then sat back down. Again and again I raised up and sat. After a short while the pain was gone, replaced by pleasure each time I sat. My cock started to grow again, and as I bobbed up and down he started playing with my nipples. He started fucking me back, and within minutes he started to cum. It felt like buckets full. He was finally spent and told me to get off. I got off and he grabbed my wrist and led me to a small bathroom. He told me to get in the tub. I assumed we were going to shower together, but he told me to lay down. When I did, he stood at the side of the tub and started pissing. I had never been pissed on before, but the hot liquid hitting my belly and cock felt really good. When he was done he stepped into the tub and knelt down, straddling my chest. "Now, suck it!" he commanded. I opened my mouth and let him put his cock in. I gave him the best blowjob I could, and about 20 minutes later he started to cum for the second time. He still had a large load, but I was able to take it all, and even kept sucking him for a bit after he was spent. He finally got up and told me we were done. "What about me?" I asked. "You're on your own, cunt. This was all for me." He told me to get dressed and get the fuck out, and whenever he called I was to come running. I was humiliated, but excited at the same time. He made me his bitch that night, and now I try to find ways to piss my wife off so I have an excuse to experience his nine inch cock any chance I get.