Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 54651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 273(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 182(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 273(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 182(@300wpm)
He took a step back and smiled at her. “I just finished the code for a project that’s going to make us very rich. In celebration, it’s time we focused more on your sexual training. You’re becoming an obedient submissive, but you’re not yet properly sexualized.”
He stripped out of his clothing, leaving them in a pile near the door. He went to the high narrow table he’d placed beside her. He surveyed the array of phalluses he’d arranged there just for her, along with a fresh tube of lubricant and a gleaming pair of clover nipple clamps. No doubt she’d been staring at the toys while waiting for his return.
He picked up a large, rubbery flesh-colored phallus that resembled a real penis, right down to veins on the thick shaft. “Today is your first day of dildo training. Does that please you, cunt girl?”
From the expression on her face, she clearly was not pleased, and he was mildly amused as he watched her press her lips together in an obvious attempt not to say something she would regret. Still, he had asked a direct question, and he expected an answer. He set down the lifelike cock and approached her.
Grasping a handful of her silky hair, he jerked her head back. “I asked you a question.”
“If it would please you, Sir,” she said through clenched teeth.
Mark nodded, releasing her hair. The words were correct, even if the sincerity was lacking. No matter, he was satisfied with the response. “It does.”
He picked up the black rubber penis gag, basically a ball gag in the shape of a small penis. “Open wide,” he said with an evil grin as he brought it to her mouth.
Instead, it was her eyes that widened as she took in the diabolical device. “No, please,” she began, but he cut her off by pushing the shaft into her mouth.
“Yes, please,” he replied. “I like the idea of filling all your holes with cock today.” She gagged and sputtered as he positioned the gag, but bound as she was, she couldn’t get away. He buckled the gag around her head and took a step back to admire her. She looked so helpless with the penis gag down her throat, the small balls protruding between her teeth. He regarded her a moment to make sure she could breathe. By the slight flare of her nostrils and the rise and fall of her chest, he was satisfied that she could.
Next, he showed her the butt plug, and he could tell from her expression she knew exactly what it was, and didn’t like it one bit. “Do you like anal play?” he asked teasingly. “Do you like a big, hard dick shoved up your ass, slave girl?”
She vehemently shook her head, emitting a gurgled cry of obvious distress. Her entire body tensed as she tried to move in her chains, but all she could manage was the slightest twist.
Mark’s cock hardened further at her delightful reaction, which he was sure wasn’t feigned. She really was terrified of a little butt plug. His darling girl must be an anal virgin, and the realization thrilled him. He’d been so busy exploring and torturing the rest of that luscious body, he’d neglected her pretty little asshole. Today, he would remedy that, and then some.
He squeezed a small dollop of lubricant on his index finger and moved behind her. She jerked as he rimmed her tiny, tight opening with his gooey finger. She yelped against her cock gag as he pushed it inside. He moved his finger until he felt the muscles relax a little. Withdrawing his finger, he reached for the butt plug.
He squirted more lubricating jelly over its head and pressed the tip between her spread cheeks. She tried to twist back her head, no doubt to plead with her eyes, but bound as she was, she couldn’t quite manage it.
Ignoring her silent protest, Mark pushed the plug slowly but surely into her tight passage. “Relax,” he urged. “It’ll be easier for you if you can relax.” He chuckled. “I had no idea you were an anal virgin, sweetheart. It will truly be my honor to pluck that particular cherry.”
She was breathing hard through her nose now, her chest heaving, and as he seated the flared base, she squealed against her gag, her entire body going momentarily rigid.
Mark tugged lightly at the soft circle of rubbery plastic at the base of the plug, satisfied that her sphincter muscles would keep it in place until he was ready to remove it. “There, you see?” he said, leaning forward to kiss her soft cheek. “You did it. Good girl. You took the plug all the way in. It’ll open you up nicely for when I fuck your ass with my big, hard dick.” He stroked his erect shaft in anticipation, but first he had other tortures in mind.