I DO NOT RELAX. And it does hurt.
Mikey hums and strokes and shushes me through the whole thing, while I buck and try to fight him. He just holds me down until I give up.
"First," he says, walking me through my anal probing like any good doctor would. "I need some of Duane's cum. It makes the best lube."
He scoops the cum from my pussy and pushes it into my butt.
He spits too, right on my ass, pushing it all inside me.
Then the plug goes in my pussy.
"Get this all nice and wet. And then..."
The plug slides out of my pussy, presses against my sphincter and a second later, in it slides.
I'm too tired even to fight. It pushes its way up my but, and my body cramps in protest. I try not to cry because I know what happens to noisy girls, but I can't help it. It hurts.
"It's not even that big," he says.
"It feels like a baseball bat."
"It's tiny. A three incher." He swats my butt and pulls me up to my feet. "Don't be a brat."
The thing in my ass shifts uncomfortably. "Three inches thick?"
"No. Three inches long. It's half an inch thick. It's no bigger than a finger."
"Can we take it out?"
"No. Here, I'll show you how small it is." He guides me to a wall with various bags hanging from hooks. He takes down one of the bags and opens it up. "This," he says, holding up a rubbery phallic-shaped object that is, as he said, about the size of a finger. "This is what you've got in you."
He's standing against the wall and I can't help but notice that his cock is still hanging out of the front of his jeans, hard, long, leaking a little precum.
I tear my eyes away. "It feels bigger than it looks."
He puts the plug back and pulls out a new one. Maybe five inches long and an inch and a half at the widest, tapering down at the tip. "And this is what I'm going to put in you in an hour."
I shake my head. "No."
"You don't say that word here. Do you want the ring gag back in."
He pulls out yet another plug. This one is gigantic. Probably eight inches long and two at the widest, still tapering down to a slim tip. "An hour after that, you'll get this one."
I could cry but what would be the point. He'd just gag me and do it anyway. I'm too tired to fight. I just want this day to be over.
He rustles around in the bag and pulls out the biggest one yet. "And finally, after that you'll take this one."
My jaw drops. It's absurdly big. "That won't fit."
"It's the same length as my dick. Trust me. It will fit. I do this for a living."
"This is your job? Putting things up women's butts."
He hitches his hip on the table, his pale blue eyes burning into mine. "Yes. And I'm very good at it. You will like having things in your butt. You will especially like having my cum up there."
That image sends a warm tingle through my whole body. But I'm not about to let him know that. "N—"
He raises his brows and I stop myself from finishing the word.
"I will not like having things in my butt. Especially not your cum."
"Do you like having things in your mouth?"
I make a face.
He rubs his hand over his chin making a rustly bristly sound. "On some level, you enjoyed it. And you loved swallowing my cum."
I glare sullenly at the wall.
"You licked at the tip through the gag. You swallowed Roy down greedily enough. It tastes good, doesn't it."
"Why does it taste that way?"
"We take a medicine. An injection once a month." He perches his hip on the table I was just lying on. It changes a few things. Makes our dicks bigger, are balls bigger, our cum taste like fruit."
"Like the injection Jay gave me?" My chest constricts at the manipulation of that, the disrespect that he'd give me something without asking first.
Mikey strokes my hair with his big rough hands, and pulls me against him so my face rests against his chest. He smells like trees and leather. I try to pull away but he holds me firm, my ear pressed to the steady thumb of his heart.
"The injection he gave you simply made you a little hornier, a little more open to suggestion. We want to make sure this is pleasurable for you, not terrifying. That's all."