Chosen To Be A Sex Slave

I finally let him do it. After months of harassing me, he finally belittled me enough to the point where my blood began to rush with humiliation as he pulled my pants down, grabbing my dick like it was his, then working his finger into my butthole. Next thing I knew I was bent over my couch, and he was pumping in and out of my ass. I was moaning so hard it was so embarassing. I felt like a slut, the ones you see in porn that just suddenly turn into willing fuck toys that just let the guy do whatever to them, as if I was asking for all this. I was so hot with the shame. He wrapped his arm around my neck still fucking me, pulling me closer to him arching my back. I came so hard I was about to faint, until his own load rushed deep inside me. So much cum it was endless, flooding my insides.
He loosened his grip on me as his cock popped out of my hole. He just stared at me with this smirk. I didn't know what to say or do, I just laid there trembling, with this strange delight. I felt used, and I never felt so satisfied. All my responsibilities of being a man in society was stripped away from me that day. And if I wanted to keep enjoying this strange new feeling, all I had to do from then on was be total fucking cockslut.