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“Feeling more relaxed, pet?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Spread.” Her eyes popped open and she stared at him. “Open your legs, pet. Now.”
She slid them apart. “Good girl.” His fingers, slick from the soap, curled into her and rubbed gently. Just as she was feeling happy again he said, “Turn over.”
“What?”
“Hands and knees, pet.”
Her eyes grew wide but his look said not to question. She bit her lower lip to keep from hyperventilating. He washed her pussy thoroughly and rinsed it with a cloth. Then she felt something hard and smooth nudging into her. She gasped and instinctively shot forward. He gave her ass a stinging slap. She yelped.
“Take it inside you, pet. Fuck it into you,” he demanded.
She spread her fingers on the floor of the tub and gathered her courage. She pushed back, onto the object. It filled her easily, painlessly. With a click it hummed to life. “Oh,” she cried in both ecstasy and relief. It was a vibrator.
“You may come if you want to, pet,” he informed her. Then he set about to washing her asshole. She flinched and received another slap. “You will accept my touch, pet. Haven’t I been kind? I gave you a nice, warm enema. I let you relieve yourself in private. I let you shove a vibrator in your cunt.”
Whoa. Her cunt? He’d never used that word before. But strangely, it didn’t offend her. The husky way in which he’d said it made her nipples tighten.
“Thank me for my kindness, pet.”
“Thank you for your kindness, Sir.”
” ‘Please, wash my dirty asshole, Sir’.”
Abby closed her eyes. “Please… wash my dirty asshole, Sir.”
“Of course, pet. We want a nice, clean pet for fucking don’t we?”
“Yes, Sir.”
The vibrator ratcheted up a notch. “Good girl,” he told her. “Hold still unless it’s to come.”
Mark rubbed a finger around her hole and she could tell by the slippery feel it had soap on it. He worked the tip in and she fought hard to hold still like a good girl. She must have done well because the vibrator went to a higher setting.
Abby cried out.
“Are you going to come, pet?”
“Yes!”
“That’s a good girl. You like this, pet? Feels good, doesn’t it?” He rubbed his soapy fingers all over her. Rubbing her asshole, skimming her clit, nudging the vibrator in deeper. God, it all felt so good.
“Yes, Sir!”
“You like having your asshole washed, don’t you?” He tapped her clit and a jolt went right through her.
“Oh, God!”
“You like having your asshole washed don’t you?” he repeated.
“Yes, Sir!”
“Such a good girl,” he said. “Look at that cunt, holding that vibrator in. That’s a greedy fucking cunt, isn’t it?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Is your asshole greedy too?”
“I- I-”
The vibrator ratcheted up another notch.
“Yes, Sir!” she squealed, loving the feel of the toy.
“Tell me you want me to fill your asshole.”
“I want- I want you to fill my asshole, Sir.”
She heard the sound of the faucet turning and warm water cascaded down her ass and dripped onto her pussy, rinsing her. He turned it off after a few moments and then parted her cheeks as wide as they would go.
“Nice and clean, little pet. Such a pretty asshole too. Wet, and washed, and waxed. Does it feel clean?”
“Yes.”
She felt something slippery against her exposed hole and she wiggled. “No,” he warned and she stilled immediately. The familiar feeling of a heavy glass plug nudged her. “I got you a new present, pet.”
“Th-thank you, Sir,” she replied as he pushed on it. She groaned as it stretched her wide then settled into place.
“Not much pain, pet. As promised. Are you grateful?”
“Yes, Sir. Thank you.”
“Then why don’t you come for me and show me how much?” He tapped the plug and it sent a wave of sensation over her whole lower body. She came hard, clenching on the vibrator and crying out loudly as Mark pressed on the plug, keeping it in place.
When she recovered, Mark turned the vibrator off. “We’ll work on your ability to hold things inside your ass while you orgasm,” he told her. He drained the tub and helped her out. She stood on the tile floor as he dried her off, head to toe with a towel. “Spread,” he ordered and slid the vibrator out of her. He left the plug in, however.
He set the toy on the counter and produced a thin chain from his back pocket. He clipped one end onto her collar and held the leather loop at the other end. “On your knees, pet.”
Abby knelt and Mark turned. “I have more gifts for you,” he told her. “Come.”
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Abby crawled forward on her hands and knees. Mark, thankfully was not walking quickly and it was easy to keep up. Abby noticed two things right away, one, if she thought this was over or she was going to get some kind of break, her being on her hands and knees crawling behind her Dom pretty much killed any idea along those lines. And second, she was supremely aware of her ass. More than she’d ever been before. Sticking it up in the air with a plug filling it felt strange and exposed, but she dutifully followed Mark down the hall and into the bedroom.
