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He pumps the butt plug in and out of my ass a few times, and I start moaning like a porn star, but then he pulls it out. “I’m going to go slow, baby. You tell me if it’s too much or you want more lube okay?”

“Okay.” My voice sounds small. I sure as hell hope he’s done this before. It definitely sounds like he has.

I hear the rip of a condom and the flip of the lube cap before I feel the slather of gel.

And then the punishment begins.

I’m bent over these pillows, holding my own ass open for the most humiliating form of discipline ever, and I love every second of it. His cock feels better than the plug—the velvet steel of his thick member stretches me wide again. He fills me, inch by inch. I moan and whine, my fingers twisting the covers of his bed.

It’s too intense—more than I think I can take, but it’s pleasurable, too. I don’t want him to stop and yet I can’t stand him going on.

I need… I need…

I shove my fingers underneath me. I have to touch myself.

Out of nowhere, the vibrator appears. Blaze shoves it into my fingers. I pull it down until it’s right where I crave it, where I can grind over it.

And now I’m lost. I’m so far gone, I’m not just on another planet, I’m in another galaxy. All I know is the massive sensations that rock my body—the twin stimulations of anus and clit, the urgent fullness, the insane pleasure. I ride it, like I’m on a wave, out of control of my own body.

Blaze’s thrusts get faster, harder.

I make a long, keening cry.

Blaze pulls back and retrieves the vibrator from me.

“No,” I moan. “Please—I need it.”

He finds the entrance to my pussy and fills me with it. Now I’m stuffed full—the vibrator and the cock vying for my attention. I’m going to shatter any moment now, just splinter into a million pieces. I can’t take it. Too much. Too much pleasure. Too much sensation. Too much.

I scream.

Blaze pounds my ass four times and then shouts, burying his cock deep inside me.

My pussy spasms around the vibrator, and my anus attempts to contract around his thick cock, which makes me scream again. My body shakes and quakes as wave after wave of release roll through me.

Blaze is at my back, kissing my neck, murmuring things in my ear, but I barely notice. I’m too far away, too far gone.

“Blaze.” I’m lost.

I find myself cradled in his strong arms as he croons something softly against my hair. I blink and focus on the lines of his rugged face. “Wow. Blaze.”

“You okay, angel?”

“Mmm hmm. That was intense.” I nuzzle into his chest, rest my cheek on his shoulder. My ass hurts—a burning in my anus that leaves me feeling well-used.

“You want a shower?” he asks.

“I don’t think I can stand up,” I admit with a shaky laugh. I’m slightly embarrassed now about how freaking intimate we just got. I feel like my packaging has been ripped open and my real self is spilling out all over him.

“I’ll hold you, baby.” He stands up from the bed, still cradling me like a baby and takes me into his bathroom. I’m not even sure how we get under the water, but Blaze doesn’t put me down, he just holds me under the warm spray, rocking me gently.

I press my lips against his neck. “This is nice,” I murmur.

“You were fucking amazing,” he says, like anal sex is an Olympic sport. Actually, at this moment it feels like I just competed in an Olympic event.

And won the gold.

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