Page 122 of Plug and Claim

It was torture, and her heart pounded in her chest as she tried to get away.

“Again.”

She groaned into his hand each time he repeated the motion. He must have nearly inserted it a dozen times, twisting and shaking the plug before pulling back.

“Fccckc…ghhh.”

Fuck. You.

Nathaniel seemed unperturbed by her cussing. “Look at how well you’re taking the plug, pet. You should be proud.”

Proud?

Because he was pushing a toy into her ass? It was agony and pleasure combined, and she couldn’t take much more of it. She was affronted, mortified, embarrassed, humiliated, and she felt sorry for herself.

And, as he stroked her hair and told her what a good girl she was… Pride was another feeling she could add to the list. Pride that he was pleased with her, and pride that she’d returned to this state of mind that was some hellish form of paradise where blissful pleasure and searing flames awaited.

“I wonder how many times I have to do this before you learn your lesson, pet,” Nathaniel said, beginning the slow push of the plug into her ass again.

Kira had a new strategy. She pushed her rear closer to him, begging silently for him to insert it fully. At least then, it wouldn’t be pressuring her tightest region.

“Tell me, have you learnt your lesson yet, pet?”

She growled, causing saliva to coat his hand.

Taking the hint, Nathaniel removed his hand. But then the fucker wiped her own saliva up across her face, pushing her hair back in the same motion.

“It seems you need more time for the message to sink in.” He slapped her ass, hard. The strike stung her skin and hit the plug at the same time, forcing it to jolt forward and plunge all the way into her ass.

Kira convulsed in shock, panting and shaking as she tried to adjust to the plug. It was heavy like a lead weight, and she felt so full, so invaded.

At least the torture is over.

She felt a modicum of relief, but she tensed again when Nathaniel climbed off the bed.

What is he doing?

She heard his footsteps in the room. He soon returned and climbed onto the bed in front of her. He still wore his loose pants, lowered at the front to expose his thick heavy member, which he gripped and pointed right at her face.

“We’re going to finish what you started before, slut, but there will be no obstructions this time. I’m going to show you how it’s done.”

That was when she noticed the red object in his hands. It was vaguely circular, resembling large, feminine lips that were spread apart far more than normal. It looked almost comical, but she had the good sense to be afraid.

“Open that pretty mouth, slut.”

Kira felt too subdued by the heavy plug weighing down her rear to object. She licked her lips before opening.

“Wider.”

She obeyed, but Nathaniel still wasn’t satisfied.

“Wider, pet.”

Her jaws strained as she opened fully, and Nathaniel placed the circular retractor in her mouth. It was smooth but intrusive, pulling her lips out of the way and covering her teeth as it forced her to stay open. She couldn’t have closed them even if she’d wanted to.

Cold reality washed over her. He had reduced her mouth to little more than a hole for him to fuck.

Nathaniel didn’t waste time inserting his cock, gripping her tightly by the hair as he eased himself inside her mouth.