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She quietly sobs, embarrassed and ashamed.I love it.“Reach between your legs and fuck your ass with your finger.”

She repositions herself, placing the side of her face and upper chest on the floor so she can arch her back more to reach between her spread legs. She slides it in. Just enough so that her short and manicured fingernail enters before she pulls it out.

“I said finger yourself, Ash. Not tease it.” If I was there, I’d take my belt to her ass for that.

She whimpers but pushes it farther into herself this time.

“Again.”

She pushes it in just a little more. “All the way,” I say. “Bury it in your ass.” Her hands are much smaller than mine, so I know she can take more.

This time, she pushes it up to her knuckle and cries out, shifting on her knees.

“Good girl. Pull it out and do it again. Faster this time.”

She does, and sobs begin to fill the large closet.

“Enter a second one.” We don’t have time to go slow.

She’s got the side of her face buried in the carpet while doing as she’s told. They slip in and out easily, but she’s being too gentle with herself.

“Two at a time. Count out loud until you get to ten.”

She counts between sobs.

“Good girl. Now faster.”

She picks up the speed, pumping them in and out, and I hear her cry turn to a moan. I smile. “That’s my good little whore. Come on, sweetheart. Fuck your ass for me.”

When she reaches ten, she goes to stop, but I say. “Add another.”

She shoves three fingers into her ass for me. “Good girl. You’re doing so well. I wish you could see how pretty you look.”

She pushes them back into her ass, and she cries, trembling. Lube runs down her thighs, and her pussy is dripping. Fuck, she’s a sight to see.

She cries out each number, and I praise her as she does it.

Once done, she drops her hand from between her legs, thinking she’s finished.

“Now grab the butt plug, pour more lube on it, and slide it into your ass.”

She sits up on her legs and looks at the phone. Her face is soaked from tears, her eyes red, and her pouty lips tremble. Fuck, I wish I was there to kiss her. “Now, Ash,” I command.We don’t have all night.

She pours more lube on the plug and leans back over, her ass now in the mirror once more. “Do the same thing with the tip of the plug that you did with your fingers. A little at a time.”

She places the tip at her tight ass and pauses.

“Push your hips back while pushing the plug in.”

She does and cries out, “Saint…please.”

“You can do it, sweetheart.” I coax her. “You’ve done so well. You’re almost there.”

She pushes it in a little more.

“That’s my girl. Look at you. Push it more.”

She’s sobbing but manages to do so. “Saint.” She cries out my name, stopping it from going farther, but she doesn’t pull it out. She holds it in place.

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