Chapter 21
Anna clung to her Master’s arm. The plug in her bottom made walking feel strange.
“Lovely ass. Well done, Jensen.”
Master Jensen acknowledged the other Dom’sment with a nod. Anna blushed, but she kept
walking. He’d decided that it was time to go back to their room. As before, he’d given her the chance to
walk there, but if the plug started toe out, she’d have to ask to crawl. She doubted the massive
plug currently filling her woulde out, but it was turning out to be a slow walk.
She waspletely naked, her abused ass on disy, the ck “A” still marking her breast. Master
Jensen had allowed her to hold his arm, since she felt unsteady on her feet, but he didn’t let her turn
into him, wouldn’t let her hide from the people who walked past. She knew he did that for her.
While yesterday he’d seemed to enjoy putting her on disy, now he had returned to his normal
attitude, which involved wanting no one but himself to see her stripped bare both emotionally and
physically. He tensed every time someone came near them, and his right hand fisted when someone
commented on her body or the plug. He forced her to parade through Las Palmas in order to remind
her of her submission, and to allow her to disy her marks and bruises.
When they reached their room, Jensen swept her up into his arms, carrying her in andying her gently
on the bed.
“Are you alright, Master?”
“I didn’t beat the crap out of anyone.”
“Very grown up of you.”
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He grunted. “Roll over.”
Anna rolled onto her belly. He touched her hip and she drew her knees up under her, presenting her
ass.
“Turn and put your knees on the side of the bed.”
She adjusted her position, grabbing fistfuls of the duvet to hold herself in ce.
Two fingers entered her pussy and Anna arched her neck, moaning. The plug was sorge, her pussy
so tight, that his fingers felt as thick as his cock.
He grunted. “I don’t think I can fuck you with that thing in.”
Despite the wild orgasm of half an hour ago, Anna was aroused again. “Please, Master.” She didn’t
care how full she was, she wanted his cock inside her.
He tried to fit a third finger into her and Anna hissed as sharp pain shot through her.
“I have a better idea.” Jensen’s fingers disappeared, to be reced by his tongue on her clit. He licked
and sucked the bundle of nerves, drawing her closer and closer to orgasm.
She moaned, thrusting her pussy back against his face. “Master, please, please,” she begged.
He grasped the base of the plug, tugging it in time to his tongue’s movements over her clit. The added
stimtion had her gasping and withering. One knee slid off the bed and Master Jensen paused long
enough to help her reposition so shey with her belly t on the mattress, her toes braced on the floor.
“How does that feel?” His fingers danced over her clit, sliding easily through the wet folds of her pussy.
“Good, so good.”
“Concentrate on my fingers on your clit.”
The plug moved inside her. She felt the tips of his fingers against her anus as he grasped the base. He
pulled, nearly lifting her off the bed.
“Master…”
“Concentrate on your clit.”
Around and around his fingers went, asionally slipping deep into her pussy. The pressure on her
ass increased as he continued to tug, timing the pulls to the spasms of her sex. Anna’s hips rose and
fell. She couldn’t, wouldn’t stop the instinctive movement, the helpless thrusts that showed him exactly
how much she wanted him, how much she wanted to be fucked.
Pain shot through her as the widest part of the plug pulled free. Anna slid forward, straining to escape
the plug entirely, but he didn’t let her. Her master held it in ce, keeping her ass stretched and open.
“Master, master!”
“This ass is mine.”
She shuddered. “Yes, Master.”
A stroke to her clit sent a fresh wave of pleasure through her, all the stronger because of the pain.
Anna raked the bed with her nails, sobbing with arousal. Jensen pulled the anal plug all the way out in
one fell swoop. Her anus clenched tight. Her ass felt empty, but not for long.
Master Jensen’s cock slid into her. Anna’s breath hissed as he pressed deep into her, his hips rubbing
her abused butt cheeks.
“You’re going toe for me, Anna. You’re going toe for me while I fuck your ass.”
She wanted to tell him that she couldn’t. Wanted to tell him that the pain and difort she felt were
stronger than the pleasure. She needed clit or pussy stimtion to orgasm.
Those would have been lies. As he fucked her ass, his hips mercilessly pping the butt he’d paddled
only hours ago, the orgasm built in her belly. This time Anna recognized it, and could identify the
pleasure from the anal fucking, so different and yet simr to what she was used to.
“Master, please…”
“Come, Anna.”
She screamed, arching her neck. He leaned down and bit her shoulder as she came, his cock nted
firmly in her ass.
Anna’s head dropped down onto the bed, her arms and legs trembling. Jensen pulled out and Anna
crawled up onto the bed, curling up into a satisfied ball. She heard him moving around and then the
mattress dipped.
“Come here, Anna.”
He was sitting at the head of the bed, back propped up by pillows. His cock rose proudly, the veins
standing out sharply. He hadn’te, which meant that he wasn’t done with her. She crawled toward
him, licking her lips in anticipation of taking him in her mouth.
“On myp.”
She looked up in surprise, but obeyed. Straddling his thighs, she held herself up, her dripping pussy
barely an inch above the swollen head of his cock. He plumped her breasts, then flicked her nipples
until they were erect pink buds. He showed her the nipple mps he’d hidden next to his leg. They
were simple screw mps. Licking her lips, she cupped and lifted her breasts, moaning in pleasure as
he closed the mps over her nipples, tightening them just a bit.
“Beautiful.”
“Mmm, thank you, Master.”
“You’re ready for another orgasm, aren’t you?” He fingered her pussy.
“Yes, Master.”
“Good.” He took two pairs of cuffs from under the pillow behind him.
Anna narrowed her eyes, wondering what else he was hiding. He locked one side of a set around each
wrist, leaving the other cuffs dangling.
“Lock the cuffs to the headboard behind me.”
Anna leaned forward, her captured nipples rubbing his shoulders. He kissed her neck and chest as she
locked the cuffs around the vertical ts of the headboard. The cuffs had a longer than normal
connecting chain, and she was able to lean back enough to look into his eyes. She expected a grin, but
his face was serious.
“We have one more item on our list.”
Anna realized what was about to happen the instant before he looped a thin white scarf around her
neck. The ends dangled against her back.
“Master, I’m scared.”
“Don’t be.” He touched her face. “I’m going to apply just enough pressure to restrict, but not truly cut
off, your breath.” He adjusted the loop of fabric that circled her neck. “This is about pleasure, not pain.”
She dropped her forehead to his. Her safe word hovered on her lips. He heldpletely still, letting her
come to terms with this. A too-hard paddling would result in bruises and maybe a blood blister.
Asphyxiation was something much different, and much more serious.
He’d protected her, used her, pushed her to her limits. She’d trusted him with everything else, and
she’d trust him now.
Anna leaned back, then nodded once.
“Fuck yourself on my cock.”
Anna sank down onto his thick length. After a few strokes, she forgot everything but the delicious
fullness of his cock in her pussy. She loved looking at him as she rode him, it made her feel like a
harem girl, who lived to pleasure her sultan. She rocked her hips, then lifted herself until he almost
slipped out, only to sink down again. Her eyes closed, her head fell back. The mps on her nipples
added delicious pressure to the sensitive buds.
The scarf tightened around her throat.