Page 60 of Plug and Drain

“It’s not working,” she said under her breath.

“Shh, easy now,” Arken whispered, rocking the plug against her asshole. “We’ll do this together.”

“‘Together’? You’re going to wear one too, are you—?”

She gasped involuntarily as Arken pushed several fingers into her pussy. She was sopping wet, and his fingers felt massive. He pumped them in and out. Her head lolled to one side. It felt good.

Arken folded over her back, his body warm, and she felt his fingers sliding deeper. He gave a low groan as his hands clamped over her shoulders.

She froze.

Hands?

Both his hands?

Shock and outrage filled her when it dawned on her that it wasn’t his fingers inside her. It was his cock, hard and thick, the first few inches moving in and out of her.

“What are you doing?” she yelped, trying to twist round to see him.

Gripping her hips so he stayed inside her, he knelt back, pulling her with him.

“Trying to help you relax.”

“Gee, thanks!” she hissed.

“It seemed to be working.”

“I thought it was your fingers!”

Arken’s lip twitched in amusement. “Now, why would you think that?”

Susie gaped at Arken, staring daggers at him. He disarmed her with a lazy smile, looking euphoric as he pulsed rhythmically inside her. “I thought this would feel better for you,” he said.

He’d only inserted the first inch or two of himself, she realised, but he’d taken her completely by surprise, and not in a good way.

“You should have asked.”

“Would you have said no?”

That’s beside the point.

She gritted her teeth. “You should have asked.”

“Do you want me to pull out?” When she didn’t answer, he pushed in another inch, making her moan. “Do you want me to stop?”

She gasped as he leant back over her and pushed in another inch.

Arken continued. “Because a few minutes ago, when I asked you to stop, and asked you to wait…”

“That’s not…” She panted in frustration, her world turned upside down. Did Arken honestly think that she had forced him? A sinking feeling overcame her, and she whispered, “That’s not what happened…is it?”

“Mm-hmm. Not that I’m complaining, mark you.”

She shuddered as he pushed his hips against her, sliding in another inch, his broad head forcing her damp walls apart.

Fuck. He was so big, the feel of him stretching her in this position was so intense it almost hurt.

He went still, and she hung her head, her vision darkening as she stared at the ground with eyes half-closed, trembling on his cock. “Why are you doing this?”