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His finger moved across my asshole. I flinched when he pushed a single digit inside, the burning stretch catching me off guard even though I knew to expect it. He pushed it all the way in past the knuckle and held it there.

Despite everything I did to try to stop myself, I clenched around him. He didn’t say anything, but he didn’t need to.

I shuddered hard as he pulled his finger out and pressed in another. I whined quietly, trying to take it gracefully but the shame was too much to bear.

My clit throbbed, an incessant reminder that even as my mind was fighting the inevitable surrender that was to come, my body was already compliant.

His fingers stung, but the bite of shame was far more agonizing than the pain. He pumped them in and out of me several times before he pulled them free.

The time had finally come.

The head of his cock pressed against my bottom hole, and I bit my lip, shock and disbelief tempering me completely. His fingers were thick, but his shaft was so much thicker. It was hotter too, the heat piercing in its intensity.

It seemed like it was forever, but it was probably only a few seconds before he began to push inside me.

It was wicked and shameful and terrible, and my pussy clenched hard with mortifyingly strong arousal.

As strong as my embarrassment was, the girth of his cock inside of my asshole soon overcame it. His cock stretched me open, causing wave after wave of burning agony to cascade up and down my spine.

There was nothing I could do but survive it.

I tried to relax and take it. My body refused to listen. My muscles tightened several times, clenching around him, which only made it hurt even more. The only sounds I made were soft cries as he pushed inside me. I wasn’t capable of anything else.

The head of his cock finally pushed past the tight ring of my asshole. For a moment, a sharp jolt of relief tore through me, but it was gone in a flash when the rest of him started sinking into me.

Every inch was a battle.

Every inch hurt.

Every inch made me cry out and beg for him to fuck my pussy instead even though I knew he wouldn’t.

By the time his hips pressed against my scorched cheeks, I was trembling. I didn’t need to look back to see that he was enjoying himself, that my tight little asshole around his cock felt good.

Another wave of agony coursed through me, but there was something in the wake of it that I wasn’t quite prepared for, and it hit me like a freight train.

I knew I was turned on. There was nothing I could do or say to myself to deny that, but the wave of arousal that followed was like nothing I’d ever felt before.

To call it overwhelming would have been an understatement. It consumed me.

I wanted to fight it, but there was no stopping it. It swelled and the inevitable implosion that would come with it loomed over me.

“Sir, please,” I begged, but the quaking of my voice exposed just how aroused and needy I was.

“What did I tell you was going to happen, little girl?” he murmured.

“That you would punish me,” I whimpered.

“I did. I also told you that you were going to come with all of me in this tight little hole, didn’t I?” he continued.

The blood surged in my veins. My heartbeat hammered wildly in my chest and my skin heated so much that I felt feverish.

He started to fuck my bottom and I wailed, unable to stop what was going to happen next.

My orgasm slammed over me, and I came. Hard.

My entire body started to writhe beneath him as he fucked me in the place that was never meant to be fucked. His cock surged in and out of me as mindless pleasure held me captive and tore me open from the inside out.

That single release shattered me in a way that I’d never experienced before. The mix of fear, arousal, and pain all came together into one destructive sensation that rendered me into nothing more than a naughty little girl getting her bottom fucked by the man she loved because she’d been a bad girl.

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