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“Good choice. But this is a big one. We’ve never worked up to this size before. This one might bust your ass. But bad subs need their ass busted.”

By the leery expression on her face, she agrees with my assessment. I take out the plug, which is designed as two large heads, one atop the other. The first and smaller head won’t be a piece of cake, let alone the second one.

I hold the plug to her lips. “Get it wet for me.”

She looks worried, probably thinking her saliva isn’t going to provide enough lubricant. It’s not. Saliva dries out too quickly. But she takes the plug into her mouth, sucking on it to generate as much as spit as she can.

I feel between her thighs to find she’s still wet, but we’re going to need more, so I get the vibrator and turn it on. “If you want more lube for your butt plug, here’s your chance.”

I settle the wand against her pussy. I’m not sure if she’s in the frame of mind right now for arousal, but we’ll see. Gradually, her body responds to the vibrations. I see her adjusting her position, possibly trying to max the spot that’s the most sensitive. The wetness has definitely increased. Time for the butt plug. It’s an awkward object to hold in one’s mouth, and saliva has dripped down the corners of Bridget’s.

The wound in my arm throbs, but I’m not patient enough to go upstairs to get it treated or take a pain reliever. Removing the Ben Wa balls, I replace them with the butt plug.

“Oh God,” she mutters.

“You can feel how thick the plug is, can’t you? Well, that baby’s going in your ass.”

She whimpers.

“Don’t you want it in your ass? You said you wanted to be a good sub for me.”

“Yes, sir.”

Pulling out the butt plug, I push up her dress and press it against her other opening. Twisting the plug, I wedge the first bulb into her anus. She grunts and breathes as if she’s going into labor.

“How’s that feeling?” I ask.

“G-Good. Thank you, sir.”

The second part isn’t going to go in, at least not without a lot of pain, unless she’s more aroused. I get the vibrator again.

“Just don’t come,” I warn her.

Once it seems like her body is more relaxed, I resume pressing the plug in. There’s a lot of resistance. Her feet push against the ground, edging her body and the chair away from the plug.

I reach over and fist my hand in her hair. “Where do you think you’re going, Bridge?”

I can’t hold on to her hair and the wand while working the butt plug at the same time, so I tell her to hold the vibrator. Holding her in place by her hair, which causes her to arch her neck and back, I continue with the plug with my other hand.

As more of the plug enters her, she pants louder and starts to curse, which I don’t often hear her do. I watch, mesmerized, as more and more of the flare disappears little by little into her ass till her hole eventually swallows the whole thing, leaving only the handle visible between her butt cheeks.

“Nicely done,” I admire.

She fumbles and drops the wand.

My cock is rock hard at her accomplishment. I release her hair so that I can undo my pants. Kneeling behind her, I position my cock at her slit and sink in. I can feel the plug through the wall of her vagina. Hearing Bridget whimper, I reach underneath for her clit. Though I want so badly to start thrusting, I stay still while I fondle her.

“You like how stuffed you are?” I ask her.

“Y-Yes.”

“That the truth or another lie?”

“Truth,” she says after a pause.

I think I believe her. The hardest part, accepting the plug, is over. Though it’s not that comfortable reaching beneath the chair, I continue to caress her clit. She moans.

Feeling my other arm getting sore and weak, I straighten and grab her hips so that I can plunge myself farther into her. My anger has flamed into desire, and my body is on fire. I need to take her, claim her, mark her, dominate her. I thought I would use her and be done with her. Take what’s mine and leave her to wallow in the consequences of her actions. But she feels so amazing right now, I don’t see how I can deprive myself. Everything about her, even the stabbing, is fucking turning me on. My thrusts become quicker, deeper. The sensation is unbelievable. I can’t stop myself. This orgasm is going to be the mother of all orgasms.

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