“No.. NO!” pet shrieked as she tried to scramble off the bed. Sir grabbed her hips and easily pulled her back.
“pet, I’d appreciate it if you stopped struggling.”
“You are NOT fucking me in the ass.”
“No one said I’d be, as you quote, ‘fucking you in the ass’. Don’t be so hot-headed.”
pet paused as she turned her head. “Really?”
“Really.”
“I’m not hot-headed! So then why-…”
“I told you not to be so difficult about this. But since we won’t be using this anymore…” Sir took something out of the drawer and handed it to her. pet turned it in her hands to see that it was a metallic butt plug with a pink diamond on top. Gingerly she set it on the other side of the bed. Far away from Sir. “We’ll be using this instead.”
Sir brought out what looked like a piece of carved ginger, a little bit smaller than the plug. But not by much.
“Ginger? We’re cooking instead tonight, right?”
Without answering, Sir gently pushed pet down until her cheek rested on the duvet. His skilled fingers slipped between her legs, pleased to find that it was already wet. He gently rubbed her clit, hearing the hitch in her breath as it slowly switched to muffled pants. When he stopped, a little mewl of protest escaped from her as she tried to push against him, urging him to continue. “No, pet.”
Using her wetness, he began to lube around the rim of her butt. And without warning, he slipped the ginger into place. pet moaned as her ass clenched around the knob, gripping it firmly in place between her legs.
“That’s all?” It felt strange. Not unpleasant though. Just really full.
“It’ll kick in.” pet heard a zipping behind her and with one thrust, Sir plunged into her. pet moaned at the fullness of the ginger and Sir’s cock.
Sir’s jaw clenched, caught off guard by how tight his pet was. Slowly he began to thrust in and out, carefully not to let any of them go overboard.
pet’s hand gripped the duvet as Sir slowly fucked her, edging her closer and closer to her climax.
Suddenly, her butt began to feel warm… almost as if it was.. burning. The ginger! pet attempted to scramble away as pain shot through her bottom.
“Don’t move, pet.”
“It burns!” She began to heat up as sweat broke out on her forehead. Every inch of her skin felt as if it was on fire. The electric zing of pain and pleasure seem to flow in waves over her body as she struggled to remain on her knees, desire seeming to sky-rocket with each plunge.
Sir continued to ruthlessly thrust into her, leaving pet teetering on the edge between pain and pleasure. “Sir! Sir!” she moaned, thrashing against the bed as his grip tightened. He drove into her like a jackhammer, pushing and pulling, kneading her soft flesh.
She was so close. So close, that when Sir reached down between her legs, within three slick rubs, pet began to come. A scream escaped as she reached her climax, her pussy tightening and milking his cock. Ripples of pleasure crashed into her, the pleasure of her orgasm drawn out by Sir’s rapid plunges.
With a groan, Sir finally came, his violent orgasm squeezing him from his balls to his dick as he emptied himself in her, white spots flashing in front of him.
He slipped out of her and collapsed beside his little pet, pleased to see her face flushed and pink.
“Perhaps you should come with me to the grocery store next time, pet.”I’ve always liked this picture but these words just made it even better. UNF.
Phew! Hottt.
