I knew things were too far to turn back when I felt his knuckles pressing in to me and the stretch of my ass hole reach a level I hadn't experienced yet. As the level of pressure and awareness of the presence of a large very slippery fist grew, so did my pain. Right now, there was literally nothing I could do but mentally prepare myself to relax enough to take his fist inside of my ass.
I had never gotten to the point of successfully taking an entire fist in my ass, maybe a few fingers but never past that. I had met Gavin not even three months prior and there was something about his personality that drew me to him and had made me begin to act in ways I couldn't quite make sense of just yet. What rational person just decided to give herself to another person for them to do what they wanted with?
Gavin had primal sexual tastes and so while that interested me and drove my curiosity, it also meant he was much more experienced sexually than I was. To me just two fingers in my ass was a lot, to him that was bullshit. He saw women as being property of the men who owned them and had firm beliefs that a woman's body was the man's to control and manipulate. I had never before been in any relationship that required me to give up so much of myself, Gavin did not just want a meek relationship; he wanted a full-on commitment and before I knew what I was fully getting into I was overcome with his charm and sexually found myself unable to tell him no. Often times there was no asking me what I wanted to do, it was him telling me what he was going to do to me. I didn't realize it until too far into the relationship but he had been grooming me to give him what he wanted, the first few weeks was amazing and he was a perfect gentleman who appeased my sexual arousal, his confidence was a complete turn on to me. I thought maybe he was just protective and assertive as a man but that's not even scratching the surface.
After the first few weeks what was confidence became demands of obedience and by the end of the first month, he had moved me in to his house. As a young woman who was hopeful to find love, I was naΓ―ve when it came to men and when he love bombed me then completely flipped, my brain couldn't seem to comprehend before I found myself physically bound to his bed. Being forced to orgasm and made to tell him I loved him. He made me feel good about myself and at my young age, I found a compromise in my situation with that. Somehow that made it okay and so before I realized the psychological brainwashing that was happening, I became ensnared in Gavin's psychological breaking down of my barriers and implementing full control of me.
Sexually our relationship, while it was satisfying, also came with the duty of becoming more demanding over time. What started out as him pleasuring my body also was him controlling what happened to it, about a month ago he began toying around with my ass hole. As I clenched up, he told me to relax and asked if I had ever been touched or fucked there before. Upon learning of my anal virginity, he informed me that he would be taking it from me, as I had never really been explored before I didn't really know that the taking of my anal virginity would also be the beginning of my sexual degradation and enslavement to him.
I think he probably knew after the second week that he had me and me being completely naΓ―ve and just turning 19 didn't help as I lacked every level of maturity to understand this. I wasn't a virgin but had never done anything extreme sexually. The taking of my anal virginity ended in me being forced to orgasm until I was crying and then he took me in his arms and held me while he kissed me deeply. Forcing his tongue deep into my mouth there was large amounts of his spit that was getting deposited into my mouth, periodically he would take his mouth off of me and tell me he loved me and enjoyed my body.
Now three months after meeting him I was laying over the end of his bed with my arms tied to the headboard and ankles tied to each bed leg. As he lubed my ass hole up, I could feel that even the extent of anal training that he had put me through over the last few months still wasn't enough to prepare me for getting anally fisted. As I prepared myself mentally, I tried to get my body to connect to my mind and tell it to relax but as the pressure grew in my ass I felt as my anus began to stretch and burn. Gavin had his hand pressing firmly into my hold and at his thumb knuckle my ass hole was finally starting to protest, slowly he began to pump his hand in and out as he poured more lube onto his hand.