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“That’s unfortunate. We’ll have to start all over then.”
I stare at him wide-eyed. Kill me now.
“Tell you what,” he says. “I’ll let you opt out of more bastinado in exchange for the anal hook.”
What’s that?I wonder.
In answer to my question, he sets down the crop and goes to the dresser and returns with a stainless steel hook, not unlike what you’d see at the end of a fishing pole but much larger and thicker. And instead of something sharp, the end of the hook is shaped like a teardrop.
“This is the smallest one I have,” Rafe explains, “so it’s a good one for anal virgins.”
My pulse quickens. That’s going into my anus?
“You want the anal hook or more bastinado?” he inquires.
I think “bastinado” refers to the foot torture. Ihatedthat. Any more of that and I might not be able to walk normally for a while. But the hook looks intimidating, and I’ve never had so much as a suppository in me.
“Bastinado or anal hook?” he repeats as he grazes his knuckles along the arch of my foot.
My body jumps at the soft touch. I reply, “Anal hook.”
“Sounds like you said anal hook.”
I nod. But when he steps closer, I flinch.
“You’re lucky I’m only mildly sadistic,” he says while tying rope to the handle of the hook. “If I was a crazy sadistic fuck, I’d ram my fist in your ass.”
My eyes bulge.
“Some women—Jade, for example—like anal fisting,” he explains, “but it’s something that you need to work up to. Over time.” He caresses a buttock. “Do you think you could do it?”
I guess between dying and anal fisting, I’d choose the latter. Otherwise, hell no.
Rafe goes back to the dresser and brings back a tube of lubricant. “If you had been a good girl, I’d heat the lubricant first so that it’s nice and warm for you. But you weren’t good, were you, Priscilla?”
Cold lubricant isn’t the worse thing in the world, I think as he squeezes some into my anus. But it makes my nerves skittish because it means I’m one step closer to having a hook in my rectum.
“This is the best lubricant,” he comments as he sinks the end of the hook into my pussy to coat it with my wetness.
I start to squirm and pant when he withdraws it because I know what the next step is.
“Nice, easy breaths, Priscilla,” Rafe tells me.
Easy for you to say, I want to reply,you’re not the one getting a steel hook in your ass!
He strokes my lower back, but it’s hard for me to relax. As if sensing that, he goes back to where he left the vibrator. Turning it on, he places it at my clit. Before long, I’m swimming in desire.
“Keep still and breathe normally,” he says.
I feel the hook pressing against my anus. The vibrator is a nice distraction, and my arousal nears the point where all I want to do is come.
The hook stretches me. The sensation is...strange. Uncomfortable nut not painful. Slowly, Rafe lodges the teardrop inside me.
Okay. Not as bad as I thought. It’s uncomfortable but bearable. I can’t imagine anything bigger, however. I can’t believe he’s actually buried his fist in some poor woman.
He ties the other end of the rope to my ponytail. This I don’t like. I’m forced to keep my head up and back. If I don’t, I tug the hook against me.
“The anal hook looks beautiful in you, Priscilla,” Rafe says as he caresses my buttock.
