He beckoned her into the bedroom and slowly she stepped through the door. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the rubber bag hanging from the bed's post, the bag's soft bulging sides giving evidence of its eminent use. She looked to Him as she drew closer, her eyes lowering just as her movement ceased, nipples puckering under His gaze. She felt the heat of her blush moving upward from her breast to flame her cheeks and forced the questioning words from her lips. "Yes, Master?"
With a nod of His head He motioned to the pale green towel spread over the bed. "Lay down, girl," the quiet but deep voice intoned. Without hesitation she stretched out over the towel on her left side, her back presented to Him. She drew her right leg upward, her sex exposed, ass cheeks separating ever so slightly, and she waited.
When His touch came it was sure and firm, the fingers of one hand parting the flesh further, the slick nozzle sliding into her ass with a smooth press from the other hand. "Be still now, it won't take long." His voice flowed into her mind in the same moment the warmth began to fill her bowels, the even stream of liquid like an internal caress.
She allowed a single moan to escape her lips, knowing that the desire and want, the heat and the need, could all be understood from the solitary sound. Instinctively she pulled her right leg higher still, feeling the internal shift of the flow, gently holding a quivering bottom lip between white teeth as gravity pressed the liquid from the bag into her body.
Soft blue eyes opened widely as He spoke once more, the words accompanied by His actions. "Hold it all, girl. Don't disappoint Me." She nodded as the nozzle was slid from her clenching asshole, squeezing the sphincter tight when it was fully removed. She rubbed her hand over her belly, feeling the fullness there...as well as the wetness at her cunt.
Lying very still for a moment she began to lower her leg when His hand stopped the movement. "Oh no, girl. Not yet." Her eyes went wider still as she felt the pressure at her asshole. Realizing what her Master held at her entrance, she swallowed hard, forcing her sphincter to relax enough to allow the penetration of the butt plug without losing any of the water.
He fucked her slowly with the plug, teasing at her asshole, each press forward pushing the wideness a bit further, but never fully withdrawing the plug from her body. Her moans reached His ears and He stroked a bit faster, rotating the plug as it fucked in and out, stretching the sphincter more and more...until suddenly the flange settled inside, resting the fullness of the plug in her ass.
Using His thumb He pressed the plug deep, leaning over to whisper at her ear. "Squeeze, girl. It better not move from where it rests." And squeeze she did...her eyes shut...her lips sealed...and her sphincter so tight round the plug it would not even twist. She held the plug tight as He wrapped a rope belt 'round her waist, then ran the rope down the crack of her ass, parting the lips of her cunt so that it pressed into her clit, and tied it off to the makeshift belt. Slapping her ass hard, He spoke. "Up girl...into the bathroom."
Awkwardly she slid from the bed, wincing as the liquid moved and settled over the plug holding it within her, the rope becoming instantly slick with the wet of her cunt. She followed Him into the bathroom, stepping in before Him as He paused and stood aside at the door. He stayed there, not entering the room, giving her instructions.
Nodding to the closed toilet, "Sit, tilting so that all your weight is upon the plug. And wiggle." She jerked her head up, looking into His eyes, the wicked grin evident there as well as on His lips. "That's right, girl. WIGGLE." He nodded to the timer set upon the counter and finished the instructions. "Ten full minutes. You will not cease movement for ten full minutes. At that point you will untie the rope, remove the plug, cleanse yourself for me, replace the plug and return to the bedroom. Do you have any questions?"
"Swallowing audibly, beginning to sway in a circular motion upon the hard toilet seat, the sensation of the plug pushing deeper, the rope sliding over a throbbing clit, showed in her eyes as they glazed over, the shake of her head confirmed by choked out words. "No, Master, no questions."
At that He turned, softly closing the door, leaving her in the silent room. She never ceased the movement, it not even entering her mind to ease her own torment in that way. When it became unbearable, she simply changed the directions of her movements, constantly in motion, eyes closed as the ticking of the timer filled the room. It felt as if the world were stopping, her release building...building...pushing outward from her body, seeking explosive escape.
When the TING of the timer happened, the soft bell tone sounded as loud as a gunshot in the tiny space. She started, body jerking in response, before taking in a deep breath and releasing it in a shuddering exhale. Standing slowly on shaky legs, trembling fingers untied the rope from her body, dropping it into the sink. Reaching behind with a twist of body, she gritted her teeth and slid the plug from her anus, a soft moan slipping from her lips as it left the warm cavity, fighting the urge to press it back into the opening.
Dropping the plug atop the rope in the sink, she quickly purged her body of the liquid. The sound of the liquid leaving her body sounding loud, echoing in her ear's in the small room. Taking great care to cleanse herself carefully for His use, a warm damp cloth completed the task and she began to feel some control of her senses returning as she stood at the sink and washed the plug.
Reaching for the tube of lubricant her Master had laid upon the counter, she gently pressed a dollop over the tip of the plug, spreading it over the rubber surface with her fingertips. She bent over the edge of the counter, reaching behind herself to part her ass cheeks once more, pressing the plug back into the hot depths of her ass. Gasping quietly as her own hands pushed the black rubber through the resisting muscle, she then straightened, stepping from foot to foot, settling the plug with a final push. Taking one more deep breath and squaring her shoulders, she looked into her own eyes reflected back to her in the mirror, catching the heat there and knowing it had only just begun.
Silently she opened the door, padding with a soft step back into the bedroom. She immediately registered the fact that her towel had been moved to the foot of the bed. He stood there, cuffs and bar in hand, nodding to the towel. "Hands and knees, girl. At the edge please." Nodding, she moved atop the bed, her knees at the edge, calves and feet extending into the air, feeling the pull of inner thighs as He pushed them apart, quickly fastening a cuff 'round each one...then the further push as the bar was fastened between them and held them firmly wide.
Her ass swayed gently side to side, her body suddenly jerking as a sharp, stinging SLAP landed solidly over her right ass cheek, His deep chuckle floating 'round the room. The instant reaction a squeezing of the plug already held tight in her rear passage brought a quiver to her thighs, the feeling traveling toward her belly and settling there. She turned to look toward Him, watching as He laid a bar before her hands. "Hold the bar. Do not release it or move your hands at any time." Her hands opened, fingers grasping the wooden bar tightly, pressing it into the bed as she held herself upright. "Yes, Master. No moving them."
His hand reached out, stroking her cheek gently, His voice soft and low. "Good girl...good girl." He moved back behind her, His hands stroking upward, over trembling thighs and rounded ass cheeks, pulling them wide with His warm touch. His thumbs pressing hard into the plug drew a heavy moan from her lips, the wetness of her cunt pooling over swollen lips evidence of her desire and need.
Once again He began to play with the plug in her ass, twisting it, teasing at fucking her in minute motions with its girth. Slowly pulling it out half an inch...then pressing it back half that far, tugging the wide flange against the resistance of the ring, stretching her opening wide, only to let it slip tight once again...over and over He teased. When His other hand stroked up her inner thigh, the fingers drawing in the wetness upon the puffed flesh, His nails gently scraping over denuded slick lips, she felt her own nails dig into the wood of the bar she held so tight, gasping and choking back the plea that threatened to spill from her mouth.
"Tell Me what you want, girl. What is it your body is asking for?" His motions with the plug never ceased as He spoke, twisting the plug full circle, pushing it hard into her depths then tugging outward again, the extremes of both as the sphincter loosened and allowed for less resistance of the plug's removal bringing moans from her lips as she licked their parched surface and struggled to form coherent thoughts.
