interesting thread. I worry a bit sometimes about this kink of mine, as I am not sexist or mysoginistic in any way, but male dom does turn me on. My girlfriend of a few years ago sometimes liked it too, quite a lot of the time, she liked it gentle and romantic, which I was happy with too, but sometimes she liked me to treat her roughly, use and abuse her, slap her a bit, call her filthy names.
I bought her cheap clothes, which were a bit tarty looking, like blouses which were a bit too small so she looked like she was practically bursting out of them (she was a 36DD btw) short skirts and very high heels, then, dressed like a slut, she liked me to treat her like one, I would rip the blouse open, throw her on the bed and just fuck her as hard as I could, while pulling her hair and calling her a bitch, slut, whore etc
Other times we would go to a pub which was near her flat, and she would go in a dress which I had bought her, a tight, cotton, button through summer dress with nothing underneath, and just a pair of silver, ankle strap 6 inch heels, just as we left, she whispered to me that she didn't have a stitch on under the dress, and what was I going to do about it.
While we were in the pub, she would tease, running her fingers up and down the stem of her wine glass, feeling the bulge in my trouser front, under the table, until I grabbed her by the hand and led her forcefully back to the flat. I called her a fucking cock teasing fucking bitch, ripped the dress to shreds, threw her on the bed, and piled into her like a wild animal on heat, the two of us turning the air blue with the filthy language we shouted at each other!!!
Happy memories

I bought her cheap clothes, which were a bit tarty looking, like blouses which were a bit too small so she looked like she was practically bursting out of them (she was a 36DD btw) short skirts and very high heels, then, dressed like a slut, she liked me to treat her like one, I would rip the blouse open, throw her on the bed and just fuck her as hard as I could, while pulling her hair and calling her a bitch, slut, whore etc
Other times we would go to a pub which was near her flat, and she would go in a dress which I had bought her, a tight, cotton, button through summer dress with nothing underneath, and just a pair of silver, ankle strap 6 inch heels, just as we left, she whispered to me that she didn't have a stitch on under the dress, and what was I going to do about it.
While we were in the pub, she would tease, running her fingers up and down the stem of her wine glass, feeling the bulge in my trouser front, under the table, until I grabbed her by the hand and led her forcefully back to the flat. I called her a fucking cock teasing fucking bitch, ripped the dress to shreds, threw her on the bed, and piled into her like a wild animal on heat, the two of us turning the air blue with the filthy language we shouted at each other!!!
Happy memories
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