My Mystery Man

Trigger warning: Impact Play & CNC

My friends and I go to this club called Dusk Nightclub basically every weekend.  Laughing, drinking, and dancing the night away. My girls and I always have a good time when we go out. We don't go there to meet men, but we do all get hit on quite a bit. I never really take any of these men seriously. Most of them try using some sort of cringey pick up line on me. I usually can't help but laugh a little, but I do try to be polite whenever I am rejecting someone. Most nights out would end with us in a diner, cracking up laughing as we tell each other all of the weird things these men would say to us. Only once did one of us really like anyone that had approached us while we were out together. Sarah had a short fling with this guy for almost a month. It turned out he had a girlfriend that he had been with for two years. When Sarah found out she ghosted him immediately. We all shared this rule: Don't go home with a guy from Dusk! The club had events on Friday where they played dark sexy techno music and had sexy go-go dancers. These nights became very popular overtime. The music they played and the dim red tinted lighting made everyone dance more seductively. 

One Friday, we were all dancing together, when I saw someone across the room look at me and look away. It was a man sitting at the bar. Tall, dark hair, pale skin, dressed in a dark suit. I like a man in a suit, and he looked good in it, but he was out of place. He was way over dressed compared to the rest of the crowd. I thought it was an interesting outfit choice, but almost couldn't help but be a little drawn to him. It was mysterious and sexy. Now I couldn't keep my eyes off him as I was dancing. I wanted him to look at me again, to glance for a just a second so he could see I was looking back. What felt like forever went by. I kept looking towards him. He stayed facing the bar with his back towards the dance floor. This is not something I ever do, but I decided to be the one to do the approaching for a change. I told my friends I was grabbing another drink and walked over to sit next to this mystery man at the bar. I was a bit nervous as I was making my way zig zagging through the groups of drunk people dancing. Once I got through to the bar area, he was gone. I looked around confused and didn't see him anywhere. He was just there. I got myself a drink and found my friends. We continued dancing. I kept glancing around to see if I could find him in the crowd but I did not see him. There was no way I could tell my friends about my little mystery man crush. If you can even call it that. The no sleeping with men from Dusk rule was there for a reason. I pretty was embarrassed for getting so caught up and letting my curiosity take over me. I did not even see this man's face. He was probably just a fancy business man from out of state that happened to stop in for a drink after a work event. The club was closing in an hour. I told the girls I would see them tomorrow and that I was going home for the night. They wanted to stay and dance until closing. Sarah told me to text her when I got home safe. 

I walked out the doors, and turned the corner to go towards the parking lot three blocks down where I parked. It was almost pitch black out. I could only see where I was going because distant streetlights slightly illuminated parts of the alleyway. I noticed a dark figure further down the alley. Someone standing there, alone. I couldn’t tell from that far, but I just had this feeling. It's the mystery man. I looked behind me, there's no one else in sight. Just us. I walked closer to him, part of me was frightened. Who is he? Why is he just standing there? Was he waiting for me? He had to be waiting for me right? What was he going to do to me? Part of me didn't exactly care. I had to get to my car to get home, so I had no choice but to walk closer to him anyways. As scared as I was of the unknown I was approaching, I was getting so turned on. What was wrong with me? Why was I so tempted for trouble tonight? I was filled with adrenaline. My heart was beating so fast as I step up to where the man was standing. Could he hear how fast my heart was pounding through my chest? He was looking down at the ground, so I still couldn't get a good look at is face yet . I was moving very slowly now, almost frozen from the fear. The mystery man looks up. He instantly sucked me in, intoxicating me with his perfectly sculpted and highly defined features. His intense predatory crimson eyes pierced through mine staring straight into my soul holding it captive. I was paralyzed, helplessly melting under his gaze. It was like nothing could break this spell he had on me, I was locked in. Until he softly uttered "Is it safe?" His voice sent chills running down my spine snapping me out of his mind fuck for just a moment. I struggled trying to say something, anything. Words would not come out of my mouth. "Is it safe for someone like you to be out here all alone in the dark?" he said, this time in a very deviant tone. I still was too terrified to move, but I had never been more turned on in my life. For some sick reason I could not fathom, whatever this mysterious man was about to do to me, I wanted. I wanted to be the victim to fulfill his darkest and most twisted fantasies. There were no rational thoughts in my brain, just that I needed him to use me. "It's probably not very safe " I daringly whispered back. His sinister laugh made my body shiver and completely soak my panties. As terrorizing as the laugh sounded, I quickly learned it would seduce me to give over all control to him. What is he doing to me? How is he doing it? Why do I want to be his prey so badly? There was nothing I could do anymore. He owned me, and he had barely said two sentences to me. The mystery man slowly brushed my hair back behind my ear, grazing his hand down to my neck and squeezing it in his big strong hand. My pussy started throbbing so hard. He took his other hand and began aggressively rubbing my clit as he continued choking me. I was melting before, but I was completely dissolved now. I could barely stand. Only he was holding me up by my neck. I wanted him to take advantage of me in the most pleasurable way for him. He did. He picked me right off the ground, and slammed me up against the wall almost knocking me out. I felt so vulnerable in his arms. The rushing waves of the asphyxiation high drowned me. Shoving his hard cock into me forced out the most powerful moans. He is so big, my tight lips gripped onto him, never wanting to let him go. His thrusts were like a rampant feral beast., each one making me scream out in rapture. I left my body, as he was fucking me deep into my soul. He softly brushed his fingers against the side of my face. His touch was magic. Every single inch of my body was tingling like a vibrator. He grabbed my chin, forcing me to lift my face up and to the side. The moment the back of his hand met my face, euphoria surged like electricity through my entire body. His slap felt like a thousand kisses on my cheek. I fell straight to my knees, collapsing on the concrete. He got on top of me, shoving  the side of my head into the ground, and his dick back inside me. He thrusts were even harder and faster. I was so overwhelmed with stimulation that I started to struggle just a little. He liked it. No, he loved it. The sadistic grin took over his entire face. I love that he loved it. That same beautifully torturous laugh from before drove me right to the edge of climax. All it took was his "you can take it" to send me straight to orgasmic overdose. I fully passed out from the intensity. 

When I come to, I am on the ground. It was almost light out now. At first, I thought I was crazy or that I hit my head and dreamt the entire thing while I was unconscious. I got up to go back to my car, scared, confused, and exhausted. As I was walking, I could feel something wet dripping down my legs. I felt to see what it was. I looked down at my hand and saw it covered in white slimy liquid. I was now in a panic and bolted it to my car. When got in, I looked at in myself the sun visor mirror. There was a large purple bruise around my neck that was sore to the touch, right where the mystery man had choked me. There was no denying it. The mystery man, whoever he was  - whatever it was, I knew it was real. He had his way with me, and left me there passed out in the middle of  the alleyway filled with his cum. Why does knowing this bring me so much arousal? What the actual fuck is wrong with me?  I had gotten exactly what I wanted. I let him just have me. I don't even know why, but I loved it. How did he do this to me? I was entirely spellbound by him. How did his half second glance at me from across the bar get me so absorbed into his web, trapping me in his trance? It's unexplainable to me. I didn't know if he was human, but I understood that I was defenseless against his sex hex. I feel it lingering on me.  I was never this type of girl before last night. Somehow, this mystery man devoured my soul and spit out this helpless masochist slave with an insatiable craving to please him. I loved every minute of it. I want more. I need more.

When I got home, it was about six a.m. I realized that I never told my friends I made it back safe. My phone was dead when I woke up. I ran to the bedroom to charge my phone. When it turned on, 20 missed calls and a bunch of group chat texts popped up. They were worried and wanted to make sure that I made it home last night. My stomach dropped. My friends can never know about last night. How could I ever even explain that? I sent a text assuring my friends I made it home safe and was sorry to worry them, I just fell asleep and forgot to text. I hate lying to them but they can never know the truth. How could I even explain the full truth to tell to them, even if I had to? How crazy would I look if I tried to explain that a mysterious man, a stranger from the club in a dark suit, did unspeakable things to me in the alley? And I let him, because I wanted it? And that I don’t even understand why? At the very least I can truthfully say that I did not break our rule. I didn't really go home with mystery man, or at all last night. 

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