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.