“I don’t want to hold back with you.”
I pleaded with my eyes for him to not.
“Go into the bathroom,” he said, voice rough. “Clean yourself out.”
He kicked me in the thigh and I stood up, swallowing thickly behind the restraint of the tape on my mouth. I turned, pivoting on the ball of my foot, stopping when Sage spoke again, his voice low and ominous.
“Be exceedingly thorough, Golden. We wouldn’t want to make a mess.”
My cock pulsed, the result of a shiver that tore through my entire body. I answered him with a nod and headed into the bathroom. Sage had an attachment on the shower head, so I turned the water to warm and set to doing what I’d been told. I paid a little more attention than normal to the task at hand, resting my forehead against the wall of the shower and breathing through my nose. The tape gag made it hard, and the throb of my dick made it harder, but I managed.
When I returned to the bedroom, Sage stood in front of the dresser, dragging his hand over the length of a metallic orange toy that looked to be almost as long as a baseball bat, and nearly as thick in some places. There was a tub of lube beside it, the lid already discarded. He turned when he heard me, a cruel smile on his face.
I recognizedthisman.
“Strip the bed and lie down,” he said.
I yanked the blankets and sheets away, tossing them onto the floor. I crawled onto the mattress and lay down like he’d instructed. My cock leaked against my stomach, and I rolled my head to the side to watch him.
The toy on the dresser was long and limp, the narrow end no wider than a finger. Sage scooped some lube out of the tub and coated the first few inches of the toy, then joined me on the bed.
“Show me you want it,” he said.
I remembered this game from the cabin, too. I had to prove myself to him then, and I would do it again. With as much of a breath as I could muster through my nostrils, I inhaled and curled my fingers around my calves, pulling my legs toward my head. The position held me open, put me on display. Sage answered the motion with a grunt of approval before arranging himself lower down the bed in the space I’d made.
He pressed the thin end of the toy against my ass and slipped it in. The first few inches went easy enough, and then it started to enlarge, quickly growing as wide as a cock. I couldn’t look down, so I stared at the ceiling and focused on the way my palms sweat around my ankles.
“You’re going to have to relax,” he said, slicking some more lube down the next few inches of the toy. “I’m going in deep.”
The tip of the toy pressed against the second ring of muscle, deep inside of me, and with a twist and a push, Sage slid past it. I sucked in a quiet gasp, fingers scrabbling to retain their hold on my legs, but Sage didn’t stop. He continued to funnel the toy into me, stretching my hole and prodding into parts of me so deep, no one had ever been there before. My eyes rolled back in my head, my body urging me to reject the intrusion Sage offered me, and every second I held on, it went another inch deeper.
“Sage,” I grunted with no recourse. He wouldn’t hear his name through the tape.
“So good. So deep,” he praised, sliding more of the toy into me. I’d never felt so much pressure. I’d never felt so full. And Sage pushed on, filling me in ways I’d never experienced before. I wasn’t sure I liked it, but I didn’tnotlike it, and then I felt the broad base of the toy settle against my ass.
The whole thing was inside of me.
My muscles clenched involuntarily, and I groaned, the sensation of fullness foreign, but not unwelcome. I wanted to come. The need built from a different place, throbbing out from the base of my spine and the tips of my toes all at once. Every nerve in my body cried for release, but all Sage allowed me was to be filled for his pleasure.
He petted his hand on the base of the plug. “No one has ever been this deep inside of you, have they, Golden?”
I shook my head no, body rocking with a wave of desperation.
“That’s because you’re mine.”
I nodded in agreement.
“And you’ll do as you’re told. You’ll do what I command of you.” Sage climbed off the bed and I was vaguely aware of him rifling around in the dresser, but I couldn’t focus on anything besides the way every cell in my body wanted to explode. Beside me, his knee depressed the mattress and something wide and cool landed against my ass.
It was a gentle tap at first, but I recognized it for what it was. The smooth contact of a wooden paddle against my exposed backside. The toy inside of me jostled, surging deeper and only held in place by the plug that nestled between my ass cheeks.
“I don’t do things in halves,” he said, coming down harder with the paddle.
Pain morphed into pleasure, a chain reaction of little explosions that sparked and flared through my entire body.
“Gonna come,” I tried to tell him from beneath the tape, the words coming muffled, but the look Sage gave me confirmed he knew exactly what I was trying to say.
“No, you’re not,” he said, simple as that. “I’m not done reminding you who owns you.”
