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He laughed. “No. Sorry, pet.”
She scowled. “So, we’re definitely not equals.”
“We are,” he argued. “Equal, but opposite.” He pulled a coin out of his pocket and set it on the counter in front of her. “Has two sides,” he told her. “One can’t exist without the other. No matter which side is facing up, it’s still worth twenty five cents.”
Abby chopped the onion silently and decided she liked that explanation. Equal but opposite. She could accept that.
After lunch, Mark rinsed the dishes and she placed them into the dishwasher. He dried his hands and turned to her.
“I have a gift for you,” he announced.
Abby’s heart skipped as she remembered the Orange Blossom shampoo. She tried not to look too excited but her mind was racing, wondering what it was.
He turned away from her. “Come, pet.”
He led her not to the living room, or even the bedroom, but instead to the bathroom. She suppressed a giggle imagining bath salts, fragrance pearls, and hours upon hours of relaxing in Mark’s amazing bathtub.
He opened the cabinet and took out a small, red paper gift bag and handed it to her. She pushed aside the white tissue paper and reached inside. Her fingers connected with something hard and smooth as glass. She grasped it and pulled it out. She stared at it. Well, the glass part made sense, because it was, in fact, made of glass. She frowned at it for a moment, trying to figure it out.
It looked a little like a dildo. Except that it was short. Very short. Only three, maybe four inches long. It had a flared base and a rounded tip. She looked up at Mark and back down to the toy. Suddenly her cheeks flared as she realized what it was.
“It won’t hurt,” he declared. Obviously he understood that her sudden embarrassment meant she knew exactly what it was.
He took the bag from her and reached into it again, this time pulling out a small bottle of lube that she’d apparently missed. “If you use this,” he told her, “then you’ll have no problem at all. It’s a very small size,” he assured her. “You’ll be able to wear it comfortably for long periods of time.”
Abby swallowed hard and looked up at him. “Long…” she cleared her throat nervously. “Long periods of time?”
“At work.”
Her heart plummeted to her stomach and her eyes grew wide in shock. “At work?!”
“We need to work on stretching you, Abby,” he informed her. “There’s no way you take me comfortably right now. The sphincter is a muscle, like any other muscle. It needs to be worked on to achieve the best results.”
He took the empty bag and set it on the counter. Then he took the plug from her, popped the cap on the lube, and began applying copious amounts to the rounded tip of the anal plug.
“One of my rules, pet, is that you be available to me in all ways. Every part of you will belong to me. Including your ass.”
Abby started breathing heavily as she watched him prepare the mini-torture device. Her heart pounded rapidly in her chest.
“Calm down,” he ordered without even looking at her. “I will never lie to you and I will never push you beyond what you can handle. This will not be terribly painful. There will be a slight burn as the larger part of the base slides past the sphincter, but it won’t be unbearable.”
He moved past her, lowered the lid of the toilet and set the plug, with it’s flat, glass, circular base directly onto the seat. He stepped out of the way and gestured to it.
Abby couldn’t move.
“The insertion will probably be easiest if you sit on it and ease it in slowly. You can do it yourself in the morning and then wear it as long as you can throughout the day. As your body grows accustomed to it, you’ll be able to keep it for longer periods of time. This one is small, the smallest available, so I’d recommend some thong panties to help hold it in.”
Abby tried to breathe slowly as she attempted to absorb everything he said. He grinned at her and ran a finger down her cheek. Leaning in he said softly, “Surely you have thong panties.”
She blushed again and bit her lip. She merely nodded.
He cupped her face in both hands and kissed her. Her mouth opened instinctively to him and his gently seductive tongue. “Put it in you, Abby,” he murmured against her lips. “Show me what a good pet you can be.”
Abby swallowed again and gathered her courage. She reminded herself that she signed up for this. She’d practically begged for this. And she wasn’t going to give it, or Mark, up so easily. She stepped around him. Positioning herself over the toy, she reached down and put one hand on the seat to steady herself and parted her cheeks with her free hand.
