The Carpark

He pushed my back against the wall harder than I expected. W had been quite gentle with me until now so I was taken aback a little by this new aggression. Feeling suddenly vulnerable in the dark carpark, I looked at him and slipped a hand round his waist. I wanted to ask him to kiss me again, to show me the affection that he had been giving me all evening as we had held hands and kissed. But he had other things on his mind for me that evening, and they didn't involve much affection.
Studying my face silently, he pulled my top up and my bra down in one movement with rough hands. Then pinching my breasts, he pulled my hips towards him and started to grind his cock against me.
'Ahh, fuck.' I murmured as he twisted and pinched my nipples '..fuck'
Before I knew it he had wrapped his hand against the length of my hair and pulled it hard, tilting my head right back.
'What have I told you, you little bitch, about that filthy mouth of yours?'
'I'm, I'm sorry', he was pulling harder then, and I had to twist my head to the side, my breasts falling out of my bra, 'I didn't..'
'..You didn't what, you filthy whore? You have got a dirty mouth and you deserve to be punished,
don't you?'
'Yes Daddy', I mumbled breathlessly, and he pulled again 'Yes Daddy, your little bitch deserves to be punished'
A car drove slowly past us into the carpark, slowly enough for the driver to be looking at us, me almost bent double with my tits peeking out of my now almost redundant top and W pulled me up, pushing his upper body against me, protecting me from view as best he could. He kissed me, parting my lips with his tongue and biting slowly down on to my bottom lip. He pushed his thigh in between my legs, and unable to control myself, I began to rub my pussy against it, trying to catch some stimulation against the seam of my jeans. The car gone, he pulled my top up again, exposing my breasts to the night air and continued his assault with his fingers. He bent his mouth to a nipple and scraped it with his teeth, sending a wave of arousal down to my pussy. I began to feel weak, I had come to the point where my body couldn't resist and I would have let him do anything then, and I think he sensed this because he placed his hands on top of my shoulders, ready to push me kneeling to the floor.
We heard a noise, a car door shutting somewhere, and this must have changed his mind. Instead he took hold of my breasts and pulled me forward by my nipples a few feet, to where there was a small rail attached to the wall of the building that we had been leaning against. I put my hands on it and bent over for him and as soon as I had, he brought his hand down on my ass, hard.
I gasped out, more in suprise than pain, my pussy now throbbing in excitement.
He hit me again. I could hear him saying something, but I couldn't make it out, the sensations confusing me.
He hit me again and again, my ass burning now.
'Oh', I cried...'I need to come'
He smacked me one last time and pulled me up, bringing me into his arms for a kiss.

The night ended there, W and I had a kiss and a cuddle and  then he put me in a cab. I was frustrated that we had had to go our seperate ways, that was for sure. I've arranged to see him on Friday night - hopefully we will pick up where we left off.