Preparing Her Anus

If her anus can take a cock, she might be able to join a convent, and he'll finally have the house to himself.

A short story set in the world of my novel, Rise of the Church: Zadie's Journey.

This story is a work of fiction. It is pure fantasy, and I condone only safe, consensual sex in real life.

Please enjoy!

Preparing Her Anus

'I'll get it,' said Izzy, jumping up to answer the door.

It was a delivery man. 'Could I get you to sign for this?'

'A parcel? How exciting!' she said, attempting an approximation of her signature on his electronic device.

'Ah, it's arrived,' said the man of the house as she returned to the living room.

'What is it?' she asked, studying the box. 'It says it's from the church.'

'Open it and see.'

'It's like Christmas,' she said with a curious smile.

The man watched her smile disappear as she revealed the contents. 'It's about time you got started.'

She stared at the butt plug set. 'This is for me?'

'Well, it's not for me,' he laughed.

'Why would you get me something like this? Isn't that weird?'

'Not at all. I'm doing what I've always done -- helping you find your place in the world.'

'How will this--'

'I should've done this months ago, but I was clinging onto the hope that you might still find your own way.'

'What does this have to do with anything?'

'We need to start training your anus so--'

'And I

am

finding my own way!'

'--we can secure you a place in a convent.'

'Ive got job interviews lined up! Why would I--'

'Izzy, how many interviews have you had now?'

'You don't just give up and join a sex cult!'

'The SCoA is far more than that.'

'You'd be proud to tell people that I'm in the Secular Church of Acceptance?'

'It'll teach you some good values. It'll do you a lot of good.'

'Oh, so putting things in my arse is a

value

now?'

'You'll learn to behave with dignity and to be respectful and obedient.'

'You can't be serious. This is--'

'You can begin now, actually. Open the box.'

Izzy glared at him, but he met her gaze with an unfaltering coolness, and she reluctantly went about unpacking the obscene toys. There were three silicone plugs of various sizes, and even the small one intimidated her. She placed them before him on the coffee table and quickly sat back as though to separate herself from them. The texture and smell of them unsettled her, and it felt wrong even to look at them with him in the room.

'That's a start,' he said. 'There's hope for you.'

Izzy didn't answer. She sat with her arms tightly folded over her chest and refused to look at him.

'Don't let me down now. They won't let you sit around sulking in the--'

'I'm not going to a convent!'

He sighed and sat forward to study the sex toys. Picking up the small one, he tested its consistency between his fingers before leaning against her and holding it to her mouth.

'What are you

doing

?' she said, turning her face away from him.

'You need to get used to these, Izzy; they're going to be a big part of your life,' he said, following her face with the phallic object. 'Come on, I'm not going to give up!'

With a little whimper, she opened her mouth slightly and let the tip inside.

'Good girl,' he said. 'Open a bit wider...

wider.

'

Squeezing her eyes shut, she obliged and let him push the toy into her throat, making her gag.

'It's not that big,' he said with a frown. 'You must have given a few blowjobs by now, surely?'

She could only manage a gurgling noise of indignation as her throat was beset by the plug.

'You'll certainly need to work on this every day,' he said, taking her wrist and placing it by her side to unfold her arms. 'There you go. You don't look so petulant now.'

Izzy couldn't quite decide why she was letting him do this to her. Maybe she knew, deep down, that he was right, and her prospects of securing a job were so pitiful that she might as well give up. That didn't excuse the fact, though, that

he

was the one wielding the sex toy. Could he not have given it to her to practise with alone? He'd be justified, of course, in doubting her likelihood of complying.

'We'll work on that gag reflex,' he said, pulling the glistening toy out and allowing her some relief from the torment. His eyes lingered on her chest.

'Why are you staring at me like that?' she asked, suddenly conscious of her nipples poking through her crop top.

'You're going to have to get used to men helping themselves to your--'

'What are you

doing

?' she hissed, batting away his hand.

'Izzy, you need to be a lot more submissive. This is all--'

'No!' she insisted, ineffectually slapping his prying hand as it slid under the little top and cupped a breast.

'--part of your training.'

'You can't do that!'

'It's the only way for you to learn,' he said, unaffected by her feeble resistance as he palpated the soft flesh.

'It's just too weird,' she complained, pushing his arm in vain.

'Sit still.'

She laughed derisively at his audacity but found herself obeying his assertive command. She sat there meekly tolerating the outrageous caress, surrendering her chest to him as though it was his property. She instinctively opened her mouth to let him slide the butt plug back inside, and she endeavoured to relax her throat to more gracefully accommodate it. It was a futile effort, and she promptly choked, emitting a variety of wet noises as she endured the onslaught. The hand at her chest continued its exploration, indifferent to her plight.

'Hold that,' he said, letting her take the toy. 'Keep practising.' He watched her for a moment. 'Deeper. Like I was doing.'

She overrode her instincts and pushed it back into her throat, making herself gag again.

'That's it. Keep at it,' he said, lifting her tiny top to expose her breasts. 'Wow. I've wondered for a good while now, but they are just--'

Izzy laughed, sparing her gullet for a moment. 'I can kind of understand you wanting to train me, but this

definitely

isn't right!' She watched his fingers tease an erect nipple.

'If we're going to do this, I may as well enjoy it,' he said, his eyes fixed on her delightful feature.

'Do I get to enjoy it?'

'This whole thing is going to be centred around the stimulation of your sexual organs, so of course you are!'

'Well, when you put it like that, it sounds great,' she mumbled.

'Why are you not sucking that?'

Izzy sighed and returned to her task while he continued his ardent appreciation of her chest. She had never seen him so excited, and if she wasn't the subject of his lust, she might have been amused. She wondered how long he had been fantasising about her body; she had not noticed any lecherous gazes, but she had never imagined it was possible for him to look at her that way.

'I think we can get started,' he said, grabbing her legs and lifting them.

'We haven't started yet?' she said, letting him shift her onto her back, her tits still needlessly exposed.

Ignoring her, he parted her legs and pulled the fabric of her tiny shorts to the side, uncovering her freshly shaven pussy.

'Oh God, I can't believe this is happening,' she groaned as he further splayed her legs to reveal her unspoilt, puckered anus.

'Just beautiful,' he said, entranced by the spectacle.

'Stop saying stuff like that!'

'I can give you a compliment if I want,' he said, reaching for the lube that came with the toys.

'Not that kind of compliment!'

'Would it be acceptable to compliment your eyes then?'

'Maybe just don't--Oh!' Izzy gasped as he poked her with a jellied finger.

'Relax,' he said as the sphincter clenched around his fingertip.

'How can I?' she wailed. 'This is insane!'

'You'll thank me one day.'

'I could do this myself,' she said as the digit intruded deeper into her anus.

'Would you?' he asked with a wry smile and a playful squeeze of a breast.

'Are you not freaked out by--'

'No, I'm just doing what needs to be done,' he said, feeling around inside her.

Izzy closed her eyes, a frown distorting her face as the finger explored a part of her that she never thought would receive a visitor. She felt his knuckles press against her bottom, and the wriggling became more spirited.

'Maybe this will help put you at ease,' he said, placing his free hand on her naked genitals and caressing the general area of her clit.

'Oh...' she couldn't decide whether this was a welcome development or infinitely worse. She was stunned.

'Put some of that lube on the plug.'

It took her a moment to recover from her daze and comply, and her movements were clumsy as the multitude of sensations grabbed all of her attention. She knew she should stop him, but she couldn't bring herself to object. The embedded digit enthusiastically probed her innards while she smothered the toy, and the hand at her pussy began to glide more smoothly as her juices start to flow.

'Good girl,' he said, extracting his finger and taking the proffered butt plug. 'I see you're enjoying this.'

'Oh God, what is wrong with me?' she groaned.

'It's nothing to be ashamed of.'

Izzy felt like her vagina had betrayed her; it was contradicting her knowledge of right and wrong, and it was expressing its willingness to him without her permission. She felt the tip of the sex toy slip into her prepared orifice, and she did her best to relax it, denying her natural inclination to close up.

'You're making me proud,' he said, easing it inside and wetting his fingers as he rubbed her pussy.

'Please stop talking.'

He laughed, tweaking her nipple affectionately and leaving it glistening with her own juices. She groaned at the sight of it, but her mind was quickly occupied again as he returned to her clit. Her anus slowly expanded around the intruding object, and she was surprised by how painless it was. Before long, she felt her bottom swallow it, closing around the base of the shaft, and she felt a peculiar sense of achievement despite her misgivings.

'What a sight,' he said, sitting back to admire his work. 'We need to capture this moment.'

'What are you--no!' she covered her face as he pointed his phone at her.

'It'll just be for me,' he said. 'This is a big moment, and I don't want to forget--'

'Why would you want photos?' she demanded, resisting his attempts to move her shielding arms.

'It's just--'

'I thought this was just to get me into a convent!'

'It is. But I'd like a little momento.'

'Don't get my face in it,' she pleaded, relenting and allowing him to position her limbs for a sexier pose.

'It's only for me,' he insisted. 'Smile.'

Again, she seemed unable to refuse him, and she smiled pleasantly while he snapped his shots, documenting her pert nipples peeking under her crop-top, her glistening pussy, and the sex toy impaling her bottom.

'You're ready for the next one,' he declared, pulling at the embedded object.

'It looks scary,' she confided as her sphincter expanded around the main body of the plug, relinquishing its new toy.

He comforted her with a gentle caress of her breasts as he exchanged the butt plugs. She watched as her chest was smeared with her juices, and she wished he would return to her clit. She might have requested it if it was not so sordid. Without quite registering what she was doing, she lifted her rear off the sofa to let him slide her tiny shorts to her ankles. As he discarded them, she readopted her position, ready to receive her next challenge.

'You might want to pull your legs right back for this,' he said, aiming the larger toy at her little orifice. 'Might make it easier.'

Izzy wrapped her arms around her legs and squeezed them against her torso, offering her genitals to him with a ready obedience that astonished her. She awaited the insertion with curious anticipation, almost forgetting her righteous indignation. She felt duty-bound to continue her protestations, but a dark part of her which she had previously been unaware of seemed to be taking control.

'You'll make a great convent girl,' he said.

Her tiny orifice kissed the tip of the silicone toy as it nestled inside. As it was pushed deeper, she opened up, welcoming it into her body. She felt herself stretch beyond what she had so far endured, but it showed no sign of relenting, and she became tighter and tighter until she cried out in pain.

'We've still got some way to go,' he informed her, impatiently.

'Are you kidding? It feels huge!'

'I'll leave it there for a while.'

'Or you could take it out?'

'Just get used to it; I don't want to mess around.'

She grimaced. 'Can you at least...'

'Yes?'

'Rub my... you know... again.'

He obliged with a gratified smile, diverting her attention from her painfully taut orifice. Interpreting her more serene expression as a signal, he continued his siege of her beleaguered passage, applying steady but insistent force, evidently determined to complete his goal. The torment went on for some time, and she began to feel like there was no end to it.

'Can we have a break?' Izzy begged, unable to ignore the infernal aching.

'You're very close,' he said, refusing to yield.

'Please,' she wailed, grabbing his stubborn hand just as the girthy object plunged inside, abruptly occupying her rectum.

She fell silent as the bliss of the relief washed over her. There was still a feeling of pressure from deep inside, but it was tolerable after what she had just endured. In her stupor, she was barely aware of him spreading her labia while he took some more photos.

'I want to really show off what you've just achieved,' he said, pulling the plug out a little to dilate her tired sphincter.

She moaned as it reached the widest point, and he held it there, immortalising her indignity in pictures.

'Smile,' he said, angling the phone to include her face.

'It hurts!'

He put down the phone and worked her clit, determined not to afford her anus any mercy. She made a valiant effort to focus exclusively on the gently circling fingers, but her afflicted organ vied for her attention with undeniable persistence.

'Maybe I need to up my game,' he said, stooping to kiss her pussy.

'Is there even any point in me telling you how wrong that is?' she said through gritted teeth.

He peered between her legs as he pulled back her lips, watching her emotions shift as his tongue darted lightly against her little bud. The plug defiantly remained half in, holding her wide to deliver the most effective training. She squirmed as she surrendered herself to the sensations, and he let her arse swallow the toy only to withdraw it to the broadest point again and again. Each repetition bothered her less, and he was eventually able to freely fuck her with it.

'The way you're licking me... don't stop,' she said, trying to ignore the diminishing part of her that was disgusted by her unexpected willingness.

He reached and squeezed a breast in acknowledgement.

Izzy felt her anus gradually slackening as it endured the treatment, and she even found herself enjoying the repetitive opening and closing. There was a satisfying sense of fullness each time her rectum was filled with the bulbous object, and she was developing a kinky curiosity around the expansion of her punished orifice. She tried to picture it wrapped around the narrow neck of the toy, dilating as it was extracted and tightly embracing the plump body. She imagined it to be like a puckered mouth, greedily sucking and savouring the taste of the silicone.

She almost couldn't believe it when her contractions began. She moaned feebly as her pussy flooded, spilling out and wetting his hand and further lubricating the plug as it continued to pump her bowel. She was vaguely conscious of the damp sofa, but that was of no significance as she was enveloped by the all-encompassing euphoria. It seemed like each thrust of the toy squeezed out more juice, wetting his face as he gleefully licked and sucked and kissed her drenched lips, basking in the glory of her ecstasy.

He finally released the sex toy when she pushed at his head, overwhelmed by the sensitivity of her tingling clit. Her rectum eagerly welcomed it inside, and her sphincter closed around the neck, dutifully ensuring that it remain embedded. He continued his enjoyment of her naked tits while she recovered, and she realised that it no longer irked her.

'You look so smug,' she said, finally coming to her senses.

He returned her wry smile. 'I think I did pretty well.'

'I suppose you'll want to do this every day now?'

'Your training will last until you pass your audition and join a convent.'

'What if I'm not pretty enough?'

'Izzy, you're beautiful,' he said, leaning over her.

'Oh, are we--'

As his mouth touched hers, she parted her lips, reciprocating as naturally is she might with a lover. They kissed softly, and she felt him withdrawing the butt plug, leaving her with a peculiar sense of emptiness. To her delight, she felt it poke her bottom again, and she relaxed her sphincter to invite it back inside. His clumsiness amused her as he struggled to aim the toy without sight of the target.

Puzzlingly, there was significant resistance as he pushed the object against the willing orifice; she was expecting the pointed tip to slip in with ease. Indeed, she felt like he was attempting to insert the wrong end.

'What's wrong?' she asked as he increased the pressure, causing her some discomfort.

'Oh, nothing,' he replied, distractedly.

'I didn't think it would--'

Izzy yelped as it popped inside, belligerently occupying and stretching her anus with shocking abruptness.

'Why does it feel like this?' she gasped.

'Well... it's my, uh--'

'Oh my God, are we having sex?'

'Uh... yes,' he admitted, sinking his solid cock into her bowel.

'Why would you

do

that?' she demanded, her bewilderment enhanced by the pleasure she felt as the long shaft slid ever deeper.

'You need to be able to take a penis. It's different to those plugs.'

'Couldn't I have used a dildo?'

'I thought we would've had one with the delivery, actually, but I may as well get you started.'

Izzy laughed. 'What a lame excuse!'

His smile admitted his guilt as he established a steady rhythm, and she was appalled to find herself still submissively holding her legs, allowing him unhindered use of her stretched anus. Her innards accommodated him without complaint, but she knew that she should at least offer some token resistance.

'We can't do this,' she said, making no physical effort to stop him.

'It's just training.'

'It's still wrong,' she said, watching him thrust into her.

'You've taken it very well. I'm proud of you,' he said, kissing her again as his throbbing rod massaged her rectum.

Satisfied that she had voiced her dutiful objections, she closed her eyes and returned the kiss, focusing on her pleasure. His hands explored her body, stroking her hair and caressing her legs, squeezing her hips and fondling her breasts. He drove his length into her with uncompromising vigour as his excitement peaked; his pubis slapped against her bottom with each plunge, and she began to doubt that her bowels could withstand the pummelling.

She was grateful when he suddenly froze, his full shaft buried inside as it filled the cavity with his warm seed. She felt it twitch with each spurt, and she began to wonder if he had an endless supply to unload into her.

'I think you're ready for an audition with the SCoA,' he said, finally calming.

'I haven't tried the big plug yet!'

'Well, you can already take a cock, so you're ready to go!'

He withdrew his softening phallus, a dribble of white fluid leaking from the newly trained orifice and adding to the dampness of the sofa. He kissed her tenderly for a moment before climbing off her and collecting his phone. She smiled sweetly, holding her compromising pose to showcase his work as he took more pictures.