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The Meeting

Date: 7/10/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Hardcore, Author: amabarrettsub, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

it. I had broken a rule—unintentionally, yes, but the fact remained that I had. Which meant I was in for another punishment, and for a much worse infraction. “Sir I am so sorry! I was in such a rush that I forgot. Please, don’t punish me. I promise I won’t forget again!” I was panicked now, beseeching. You didn’t answer, just moved to the small table—I recognized it from earlier—again. I saw you pick up a plug that was slightly longer and a bit wider than the one I normally used. You had seen that I was without a plug earlier today, had prepared for it while I had been sprawled on your couch. I cringed automatically. This was going to hurt more than usual, even if you went with a standard lube instead of Icy Hot. I didn’t see what you used but you did coat it liberally, then spread the lubrication around my anus. The sensation almost tickled. Then I felt the tip of the plug press against me, felt my body start widening to accept it. “This is going to hurt, but I want you to take it. Can you do that for me?” Now your voice was persuasive and smooth, keeping me calm. If you had thundered at me, full of strict authority, I would have tensed, but this voice assured me that I would survive. I didn’t have time to respond. In one single, hard push you thrust the plug home until my anus closed around it. I squealed, the pain of being stretched farther than I ever had coursing through me. It was almost as bad as the hot sauce and ice fiasco. I took deep, calming breaths as you rubbed ... my legs and abdomen, soothing me as much as you could. Pain radiated deep inside my rectum, causing it to spasm and ache. You waited for the pain to pass, consoling as my body adjusted. I had always enjoyed anal stretching before—something I loathed admitting, even to you—but had never gone this large, this fast. “Good girl. That was a bit larger than you are used to.” Your voice sounded pleased. Eventually the pain receded to a slight throb, replaced by an arousing fullness. Now that my body had adjusted, the larger plug was starting to feel enjoyable. You noticed, smiling widely at me. “You really are an anal whore.” I didn’t bother to argue, just watched as you moved. I was prepared for my legs to swing further apart, but received another surprise. Instead of immediately adjusting the stirrups you reached over to the small table to pick up something small and rectangular. You held it up for me to see and I gasped, spikes of actual fear running through me. It was lighter. Fire-play was never something I had anticipated, nor wanted to explore. Way too easy to get carried away, and burns were not a kind of pain I could enjoy. I didn’t think you would actually burn me, but the possibility was still alarming. You noticed my unease, my terror. One hand ran the lighter across my stomach, chest, down one arm. My breath hitched, my eyes sparkling with tears, pleading with you. It was a serious horror, beyond a hard limit. I was trusting you, would you really do this to me? Without ...