Total pages in book: 135
Estimated words: 126098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 630(@200wpm)___ 504(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 126098 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 630(@200wpm)___ 504(@250wpm)___ 420(@300wpm)
She braced herself for what was to come. Mark rubbed lube on her rear hole and she took a slow, steadying breath.
"Pet, I want you to push back on this, like you're pushing it out of you. It'll open up your sphincter and it'll slide in. It will hurt a little while the largest part stretches you. I won't lie about that. But you can take it. It's not a lot bigger than your glass one."
He slid his finger inside her and moved it around. She punched the button on the car alarm. The stimulation up front helped with the stimulation in the rear. She felt a heat at her puckered entrance. Not a strong heat. Not burning, just warm. The plug was warmed up and Mark slowly started to slide it in.
She pushed. She tried. But she fought the plug, straining against the chains and squeezing the car alarm so hard she might crack it at any moment. Mark was slow, but relentless in his invasion. "There is nothing you can do about this, pet. This is my choice and it will happen. Just relax and accept it. That's all you can do. If you fight it, it will only hurt more."
Tears sprang to her eyes as the widest part of the plug stretched her wide. She bit down on the gag. Just when she thought she might actually be ripped apart, the plug was seated and her entrance closed up around the narrower base. Mark gave the ring on the end a few tugs.
He rubbed her back and ass. "That's a good girl. Just accept it. It's not your choice."
She finally relaxed and he stepped away. When he came back he set a kitchen timer down in front of her. "Now, we're going to play a game," he told her. She glared at him. He gave her a raised eyebrow and she had the good sense to look contrite.
"I'm going to set this timer for one hour. If you can come five times or more with that egg inside your cunt and that plug inside your ass, I will give you a very special present. And I promise you it is a present you will like. Understand?"
She nodded. A present? So far his presents had been things that she eventually liked, but not always right away. What would it be? She didn't care. Mostly. If she had to be stuffed this full of toys, she might as well enjoy every moment of it. She pressed the button and Mark set the timer.
"Don't test me," he warned, "Or try to fake an orgasm to get my gift. I’ll be able to tell when it's not real, especially with you, pet. This anal plug is considerably bigger than the others, it won’t pop out when you come." He walked out of her line of sight.
Abby concentrated on the setting of the thing he'd called an egg. She started randomly pressing the buttons. Some were too high and were actually uncomfortable and a few were so low she could barely feel them. The vibration of the toy also vibrated the plug and together her entire pelvis was humming.
She closed her eyes and let herself go to the sensations. Forty minutes later she was only up to three. Mark came up behind her and leaned down. "Are you humping the table edge, pet?" She blushed and leaned her head away from him. "You are, aren't you? Horny little bitch. Must not be just your cunt that's greedy. That fucking clit of yours is a demanding little thing, isn't it?" He slid his hand between Abby and the table. "Where is she?” Mark whispered in her ear. “Where's that pink princess? Come out and play, itty bitty clitty." He spread her hood with his first and third finger, pressing his middle finger directly onto her nub. She squealed. "There she is." He pinched it lightly. Abby shuddered into her fourth orgasm.
She was drenched in sweat, hair plastered to her face. She'd long ago lost track of the timer or anything else. Mark pulled the egg out of her and she only groaned when he slid his cock in its place. He took hold of the anal plug, twisting it and nudging it back and forth in time with his thrusts. "Come on, pet. Just one more. Can you come on my cock? Come for me, pet. You're so fucking tight with that plug in your ass. I know you're feeling how big my cock is right now."
Abby tried, but she couldn't go over the edge one final time. She felt every pulse of Mark's orgasm though. And she clamped down, despite the massive intrusion, trying to hold him in.
As she rested her cheek on the cool kitchen table, the timer dinged.
"Poor pet. Didn't make it to five." He unbuckled the ball gag and took it off. He smoothed her matted hair out of her face. "It was a nice try, though," he told her. He took the car alarm out of her hand. She'd been unaware she was even still holding it. Then he unsnapped the chains at her wrists. They slid off the table and landed on the floor with a thump. He bent down and unchained her ankles. He lifted her up and carried her into the bathroom.