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He wasn’t gentle with her.
One moment she felt him kneel behind her, one of his legs between her calves, and the next he’d splayed her buttocks and forced the tip of one finger into her. The penetration was shocking and sudden. She cried out, surging forward, away from the sudden intruder.
He didn’t let her get away, moved with her so that the tip of his finger was still firmly embedded inside her.
“Surprised you, didn’t I?” He ran his other hand over her back, the caress not nearly as smooth as previous ones had been thanks to the glove.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Did it hurt?”
“A little.”
“And did you like that it hurt, slut?”
She bit her lip, hard enough to make it ache, then released it to reply. “Yes, Sir.”
In the same cool, precise tone he said, “And this is what whores like you get, isn’t it?” He shoved his finger in deeper.
She cried out, toes curling, ass aching as he forced her tight sphincter open.
“No, no, pet. Bring your ass back here.”
She hadn’t even realized she’d shifted forward, away from him, until he said something.
With a whimper she rocked back.
“Very good. If you can stay very still, I’ll let you have two fingers up your ass before I make you take the plug.” He twisted his finger inside her as he spoke.
The sensitive nerve endings in her ass all lit up, sending a confusing signal of mixed pleasure and pain. Her nipples, just barely grazing the rough wool of the blanket, were tight, and knowing they would soon be pinched by clamps was only heightening her arousal.
“What do you say, pet?”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Be specific. I want to hear the words.”
“Thank you for preparing my ass with two fingers before you put the plug in me, Sir.”
“You’re welcome.” His finger withdrew, and she heard another packet open.
Cool, thick lube was rubbed over her anus and the surrounding skin. His fingertip penetrated her once more, but this time he didn’t just thrust it in. He worked his hand in a circle, pulling and pushing against her anus. After only a few moments of that, she felt the blunt tip of another invader. It was too much, she wasn’t ready. Wasn’t loose enough to take another finger up the ass.
Daniel shoved, and the tip of the second finger penetrated her. Sweet, hot pain burned at her ass, but she didn’t cry out. She only whimpered, a soft sound she repeated with each exhale.
“That’s a good whore, taking two fingers up the ass.” He pushed them in deeper and her whimpers grew louder.
Her skin felt too sensitive, her body both hot and cold. Her pussy was maddeningly empty. She needed him to fill her there too. Needed him to grab her breasts and scrub her nipples against the blanket. Needed his hand or cock in her mouth.
“Please, please,” she moaned.
“That’s right.” His breathing was labored, and she realized he wasn’t unaffected. Touching her, using her, was arousing him, making even his formidable control tremble.
That was so damn sexy.
A disinterested, or bored, partner was horrible. She’d lived through that, and it had…broken her. No. Not broken. Wounded.
Because wounds healed.
