Taking her hands, Master held them above her head and put cuffs on them. Then he cuffed her ankles together and pulled her over his shoulder. No blindfold though. Was she finally going to see the inside of the locked room?
They walked right past its door, leaving Alanna to squirm. She caught a couple glimpses of the staff as Master strode through the house, her body bouncing over his shoulder. Completely thrown off, her mind raced with possibilities, not having a clue about what her Master was going to do was both scary and exciting. Her pussy was soaked. Wondering if he was going to touch that delicate, forbidden hole again made her clench her stomach. Not it had not hurt. In some ways it had felt kind of good. But she couldn't get it out of her mind that it was the wrongest of the wrong things that she could do.
When Master took her into the television room she was surprised. He put her belly down on the ottoman, facing the television. Like all the rooms in the house, this room had a container full of restraints and other implements to be used on her. Master secured her wrists to the front of the ottoman before uncuffing her ankles so that he could spread her legs apart and tie her thighs to the other and. The feeling of cool air on her butt cheeks made her anxious. She'd never thought that anyone would touch her there - would even want to - and so hadn't cared before when it had been exposed. After all, Master had always been after her female parts. Now, even when she clenched her cheeks, the position that Master had put her in prevented her from being able to cover herself.
In this position, Master gave her five firm spanks on each cheek, which had her moaning as it brought a pleasant heat to her flesh. But she still couldn't shake her anxiety or fear, although those emotions did lessen in the face of her arousal.
Master's hands cupped her buttocks.
"This is my ass, Alanna." Fingers drifted over her moist nether lips. "Just like this is my pussy. This pussy pleases me greatly." Alanna shivered, loving hear him say that. "Your ass is going to learn how to please me greatly too." A wet finger trailed up her center, circling the tiny crinkles, and Alanna automatically tried to jerk away and clench her cheeks again, but Master's restraints kept her from doing either. Of course, that also meant that it kept her from being punished.
David had been rather surprised at her vehement reaction. The Repibans were so restrictive in what they told their females about sex and so insistent on only having sex for procreation, that he had expected confusion and trepidation, not fear and rejection. Her disgust when she'd insinuated he was a pervert had hurt his feelings, even though he tried to tell himself that probably wasn't how she meant it. And that she probably had no real idea what she was talking about. But it still stung; he'd been doing everything he could to make sex a pleasant and wonderful experience for her. He'd hoped that they'd gotten to a position where she'd trusted him, but now he had to go back to restraining her to give her the freedom to enjoy this. Not that he didn't love restraining her, but he was even more turned on by having her hold positions without restraint, knowing that his words and his domination over her was all that was keeping her from moving, not rope or cuffs.
Turning on the television, he put it to one of the special channels, this one focusing on anal sex. Alanna's body wriggled and she made noises as the giant picture of a woman's anus being impaled by a cock appeared on the screen. David ignored her wriggling and returned to his previous activity of licking her pussy. This time he had put a finger vibrator on, and he buzzed it over her clit. Teaching her to become aroused when sucking his cock was working very well... he only used the clit vibe on her about half of the time now and she was always wet after giving him head, whether or not she had the vibe on. Eventually he'd leave it off entirely. The same technique could be used to accustom her to anal sex.
So he pleasured her orally, his tongue taking long, seductive dips between her folds, and with the finger vibe teasing her while she watched the screen, getting a thorough education in exactly why her Master had put her tongue against the hole in her ass and what else he was going to want to do with it. Alanna was horrified, but - as usual - the knowledge that this act existed aroused her curiosity as much as her Master was arousing her body. What would it feel like? Did it hurt? Some of the women said it "hurt so good" so Alanna thought it must hurt some... but she had already started to learn that some types of pain felt very good indeed. Master's thumbs dug into the flesh of her butt, which was just barely sore from the spanking, and she moved her hips up and down against him, feeling torn between being engrossed in the scenes playing out in front of her and the feel of her Master's tongue slipping in and out of her and the buzzing against her pussy.
When his tongue moved upwards this time, flicking against her crinkled hole, she automatically flexed her muscles, but this time it didn't do anything to keep her Master away. The vibrations that hummed against her clit made it impossible for her to keep her muscles tensed for long, and she slowly relaxed as Master continued to run the vibrator over her sensitive pussy, his tongue lapping at the forbidden hole. Forbidden to Repibans, perhaps, but she was seeing how little Demagons apparently cared about that. Since the restraints kept her in place, and she had no choice, Alanna finally gave in to her Master's tongue, finding that she actually enjoyed the feeling of him licking there. It felt strange, but good. She could feel his tongue probing at the tight hole, pushing against it, and that made her shiver. Master pressed the vibrator directly against her clit and she cried out into the gag, pleasure reverberating through her.
He could feel when Alanna gave in to him, submitting to his will. Yes, it was easier when she was in restraints... but eventually he would be able to do whatever he wanted to her and she would need nothing more than his orders. He looked forward to that. For now it was enough that she'd pushed past her fear and disgust and was beginning to enjoy herself, to see that there was nothing to be afraid of, and that he was going to make her feel good. Which is why he hadn't really punished her. Those slaps to the ass had turned her on more than anything, and he hadn't done nearly enough to make a real impression on her. She liked spanking too much for that.
Picking up a small bottle of lube, he flicked open the top with his thumb, pulling his mouth away from her so that he could see what he was doing. The sweet rosebud of her ass was shiny and wet with his saliva, an untouched cavern of delight caught between the trembling mounds of her butt cheeks. He managed to grease his pinky without getting the lube everywhere and then pressed it to the entrance of Alanna's ass. She screeched into her gag, obviously not expecting it. Patiently he let the tip of his pinky rest on the rim, gently circling it, as he ran the vibrator past her clit, over and over again. When she began humping the vibrator, her muscles relaxed, her ass was pressing up against his finger, and he began to sink it into her.
Not unexpectedly she squirmed and made small sounds of protest into her gag, but there was no indication she was truly uncomfortable physically - although perhaps a bit mentally. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter, and even though she was making negatory noises, that didn't stop her from humping. In fact, her own movements were contributing to the penetration as much as his were. Once past the tightly guarded entrance, his pinky sank in fairly easily. Her virgin hole was tight and hot, gripping him wonderfully as she tried to push him back out. He wiggled his finger inside of her and enjoyed the spasms and groaning it caused in reaction.
Gently, he began to move his finger back and forth inside of her, increasing the intensity of the vibrator.
Alanna was mortified at her body's reactions, her inability to slow down the building orgasm as the vibrator's speed kicked up. Even though Master had something in her ass, it didn't feel wrong... it felt full. Strange. Perhaps a bit uncomfortable, but mostly just because it was strange. It wasn't supposed to feel good... but it didn't seem to be stopping her oncoming rise of pleasure. In fact, the sensation was contributing to it. She moaned and bore down on the finger inside of her, but it just kept pushing back in. And feeling better and better every time it did. It felt huge inside of her, filling her in a way that she had no experience with.
The speed of the vibrator went up another notch, and Alanna shuddered. There was no holding back her orgasm anymore, it built and crowned and then swept through her, like a wave onto the beach, rolling over any resistance in its path. The convulsions of her asshole increased the wonderful sensations, the fullness in her belly made her even gushier as she came. Master's tongue licked up the juices from her pussy as she rocked back and forth, her own body contributing to the finger-fucking her tight backdoor.
When the orgasm was over, Alanna blushed heatedly, feeling incredibly embarrassed by the fact that Master was still penetrating that tiny hole. It didn't hurt, but it seemed quite embarrassing to have him in there. He rubbed his finger in and out a few more times before taking it out completely and Alanna relaxed with a sigh of relief. That relief didn't last long though, as something hard and slim and insistent nosed its way into her backside. It stretched her open, just a little more than Master had before, and then her asshole closed over it, gripping it tightly inside of her. When she flexed her muscles, trying to shove it back out, it just rocked back and forth inside of her.
"That's a butt plug, Alanna, and you're going to keep it inside of you until I take it out," Master said. There wasn't a hint of flexibility in his voice as he began to undo the straps around her thighs and then the ones on her wrists. The gag came off last and then he helped her off the ottoman and to her knees."
"May I ask a question, Master?" She tried not to look, but ended up peeking at his expression anyway.
