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“I know you will.” Her ass might be burning from the paddling, her pussy lips throbbing from the clamp, and her breath coming in short, soft pants, but she trusted him completely. There was no doubt in her mind that he would never hurt her, and everything he did was ultimately done for her pleasure.
She cried out as he pulled the plug, surprising her while her body was still relaxed. The empty hole gaped and spasmed, as Patrick carefully set the big plug off to the side. His eyes never left her, his caressing, possessive eyes. Lexie whimpered as she watched him take off his clothes, piling them on the bed, before grabbing a tube of lube and spreading it liberally over his cock.
Even those few minutes weren’t enough for her ass to close up completely, and she could feel it as he put the fat head of his cock at the entrance to her body. Their gazes met in the mirror, making her mouth go dry at the sight of him behind her, preparing himself. The image would be burned into her memory until the day she died.
“Are you ready, Pixie?” he asked softly, gently. The soothing voice of a lover.
“Yes, Master.”
Just before he pushed, his hand slid down to her pussy and pulled the clamp off. She moaned as blood rushed back into her sensitive parts with a pleasurable surge of sensation, completely different from nipple clamps, just as his cock pushed against the tight ring of her sphincter. In the mirror she could see him, jaw clenched, teeth gritted, and his eyes... his intensely focused eyes on her face as he breached her last virginity.
“Oh fuck...” She gasped as her body opened for him, shuddering as the head of his cock popped past the tight ring of her sphincter. While the head was wider than the shaft, his shaft was still far thicker than the notch her anus had settled into on the plug.
The sensation was hot and unyielding, her sphincter burning as it tried to close further and was unable to, gripping him so tightly she doubted he would have been able to move without the lube he’d spread on himself. Flames licked her inside and out as his hands came down on her ass, squeezing her reddened cheeks, distracting her slightly from the discomfort of the huge cock impaling her from behind. Her pussy spasmed emptily as he pushed deeper, opening her up in a completely different way than the plug had.
Every centimeter he gained felt as though it was scraping against her delicate insides, stretching her almost unbearably. The tight ring of muscle at her entrance ached, even as his cock rubbed over a wonderfully sensitive spot inside of her. She felt heavy and full and oh so complete. It hurt so damned good, and it felt unlike anything she’d ever experienced before.
Seeing Lexie’s eyes practically glazed over in the mirror, Patrick doubted she was watching them anymore. Her focus had turned entirely inward once he’d started to bury himself inside of her as she struggled to relax herself, to accommodate the new dimensions of her rear channel. As her muscles fluttered around his cock, he murmured soothing encouragement that fell on deaf ears, rubbing her ass with his hands to help her adjust.
With about half of his cock enveloped in her last virgin hole, he began to rock back and forth, making her gasp and tighten as she experienced true thrusting in her hole for the first time. The wild look on her face was one of sensual abandon, even as she grimaced with discomfort. Not once did she protest or beg him to stop or even slow.
He was still reeling from the revelation that she’d deliberately saved her ass for him. When he’d learned she was an anal virgin, he’d thought it was nothing more than lack of opportunity or perhaps trust with her previous boyfriends and sexual partners. But she’d been thinking of him all along, and the moment he’d learned that, he hadn’t been able to draw out the scene any longer.
“What’s your color, sweetheart?” he asked. Even though he was watching her expressions in the mirror, he wanted to know he wasn’t misreading her. While seeing her bear some discomfort to pleasure him was exactly what he craved, what he needed, he wanted to ensure her needs were met as well.
“Green,” she said, wriggling slightly, her eyes clearing just a bit as she looked back at him in the mirror. Those big baby blues widened, as if she was just noticing exactly how breathtakingly erotic a tableau they made together. “It hurts, but it feels so good too.”
“Good girl,” he said, running his hand around the bottom of her waist cincher. So far it had restricted her breathing perfectly, helping to keep her distracted and light-headed, but he was ready to loosen the laces at any sign of truly labored breathing. “Ready for a little more?”
“Yes, Master.” Her breath hitched, and his cock jerked, balls tightening at the breathy sound of her voice, declaring him her Master again. Fuck, he’d never get tired of hearing that.
“Then take it.”
Pushing deeper into her, he savored her soft cries of pained pleasure as he slid the rest of his cock inside of her. The lube helped him push past her clenching muscles, which massaged his cock as he finally penetrated her fully. They both groaned as he bottomed out, his groin pressing up against her hot cheeks.
Taking his gaze away from the mirror for just a moment, so he could fully appreciate the sight of his dark cock buried in her ass, his chocolate hands covering her cherry-red cheeks. Fucking beautiful.
“Oh fuck... oh fuck... oh fuck...” She was repeating the words over and over, underneath her breath, her face screwed up as if in concentration. He held still, letting her spasm around him, feeling her body adjusting to the invasion. The play of muscles around his cock massaged his length, making waiting entirely pleasurable, if a bit torturous because he was dying to thrust and ride her.
As her breathing started to even out, Patrick slid his hands up to her waist, taking hold of her hips, and began to pull his cock from the warm, tight sheathe of her body.
“Oh Fuck!” Lexie shuddered, bucking slightly as her back arched against the spanking bench, eyelashes fluttering. “That feels... oh fuck, that feels so weird... Patrick... I can’t... It’s too intense...”
“Hush, sweetheart, you’re doing so well,” he said, soothingly as he reversed directions and began to slide back in. Lexie panted, shivering, eyes glazed again as she slowly relaxed against the bench. “I’m so pleased with you.”
This time when he began to pull out again, she moaned and clenched, but something about her had softened. Changed. She was submitting completely to him, giving herself over to him and letting him do with her body as he wanted. Trusting him to make this good for her, even though it was scary and intense and probably a bit frightening.
The power she gave him was just as terrifying to him. He cradled it gently, determined to never let her down.
“Hold on, Pixie,” he murmured, slowly withdrawing again. Her eyes were half-lidded as she rested her chin against the bench, blinking as he addressed her. “I’m going to make you feel so good.”
She gasped as he thrust in, harder than he had any time before, her body responding immediately to the combination of pleasure and pain. The spasms of her inner muscles felt so fucking good, but he was going to hold off until she came first. Gripping her hips tightly, he began to plunge his cock in and out of her, rubbing its length against her tight channel, pressing her mound against the bench and stimulating her clit at the same time.
“Oh! Oh!” Lexie began to writhe underneath him, he could see her fingers and toes curling in the mirror as she tried to adjust to this new wash of sensations. There was a huge difference between wearing a plug, even a large one, and having a cock moving in and out of her ass.
Her cheeks flushed and she tossed her head as he rubbed over something deep inside of her that made her clamp down around him. The lube kept her from being able to truly grip him, and she cried out in intense pleasure as he kept moving, kept thrusting.
It was too much.
