"Lucy, wake up you asshole!"
I was violently shaken awake. Seeing Ashley's face I quickly got my bearings.
I'm no dunce; I knew she would be mad. After what I've done to her, her ex called her loose. And as punishment for leaving me and sleeping with some guy, I continued to stretch her pussy, and gave her a tattoo.
"I can't believe you did this to me again; and you're going to help me wash this off!"
I smirked, realizing she must have been blacked out. "Ashley, you're a big girl. Does that look like a marker to you?"
"wataa.. " She paused, sitting back on the bed to look at the tattoo. There was a lot of redness, uncharacteristic of marker, plus a deep, throbbing pain. ".. what is it then?"
A desperation crossed Ashley's face, she looked profoundly sad and disturbed.
I crawled over to her, grabbing her shoulder, and pulling her down on the bed. "You know what it is". I stared into Ashley's eyes. "You slept with your ex, and you came over and begged me to take you back. You
begged
. And with a few concessions, I found space in my heart to allow you back in my life"
Ashley was more sad at what was happening to her than upset. She tried to curl up, but the 7.5 inch member inside her made it uncomfortable. I placed my hand on her head, stroking her hair, waiting for a response.
"But.. what.. what will happen if I date other people? What if someone sees?"
"It doesn't matter, your most intimate parts belong to me now. You agreed to this, and now I'm going to do whatever I want to you"
A tear started forming in her eye. "but.. what if..."
I cut her off, grabbing her cheeks with my hand. "Look at me; it doesn't matter. If I want to fist your pussy and give you 8 more tattoos, I can. Understand? In fact, I want you to say it back to me."
Ashley was clearly distraught. This isn't how she imagined the rest of her life going, but she was emotionally (and physically) beat. Her ex called her loose, and she had become accustomed to obscenely rough sex. The tear rolled down her cheek. "ok"
"Ok what?"
"You may do whatever you like to my pussy. I... I belong to you"
This wasn't the resolution Ashley wanted, but it was once forced upon her. I resumed petting her hair, and then she formed one request for me.
"Just please, don't leave me", her gaze meeting mine. "I could never find another man now"
"I promise, I won't" I lied. Truth is, the thought had already crossed my mind, and I hated how she still compared me to other men.
We sat like this for a few minutes, Ashley adjusting to her new reality. In time I stopped petting her head, and moved towards her feet to get a better look at her pussy. Instinctively, Ashley opened her legs. More-so than usual, she reeked of sex.
I gave her clitoris a light kiss, then felt up her stomach with my hand. There was a slight indentation where the large bad dragon kevin toy sat inside her. I envisioned how her organs must have shifted to contain its massive size. The base of the toy still protruded out, compressed against her with the velcro straps holding the toy in place.
Undoing the straps, I coaxed the dry toy out. The knot popped out of her, but in a lazy motion. Her body had come to accept the massive size, much in the same way she'd come to accept her fate emotionally. Getting up from the bed, I grabbed the lube from my nightstand. In my absence, Ashley grabbed the toy, intent on pulling it out.