Page 77 of Anorthic Anarchy

“A plug. I’m taking your ass.”

Slowly, the instrument twists and turns as it pushes against me. It’s slippery andhard. “I don’t think that will—” Another harsh swat with the crop shuts me up.

“Youdon’tthink. I do that for you.”

“Yes, master.”

Working the plug slowly, he pushes it into me as I yell against it, but as soon as it’s fully inside, it’s less intrusive. And becomes pleasurable. He works it in and out of my hole steadily, but whenever I moan from the sensation, he smacks my ass again.

“Thank me for your spanking.”

“Thank you, master.”

Finally, he stops with the plug and the sound of the crop clangs as it hits the ground. Then, his clothes. He stands at the base of the bed and jerks himself while squeezing strings of lube onto my backside.

His face holds a small smirk as he rips the plug from me, and I jerk at the removal. “You need to come with my dick in your ass, little girl. But not until I say you may.”

Just as I nod, he plunges inside me, piercing through my tight asshole with vigor. A violent roar rips from my lungs as he does, but I can’t move away. I have no control.

“That’s right. Letmetake all the pleasure and you get the pain.” His palm strikes my sore thighs with every formidable plunge of his hips. It only makes the discomfort I feel worse. Tears fall from my cheeks and a choked wail claws its way up mythroat. Grasping my face, he plunges farther inside me as I try to scoot back on the table. “Does it hurt, my precious little girl?”

“Yes!”

“Do you want me to stop?”

“No!”

“Such a good girl, but a filthy and dirty one.” Standing up, he rampages into my ass while holding my feet. Occasionally slapping my thighs, he tosses his head back while his abs dip with his thrusts. “How does it feel to be used like this? To know I’m getting everything from your body while you can only lie there and let it happen? A fuck doll. A toy. Unable to think… Only to be used.”

His words make my pussy leak and the burning and tearing in my backside transforms into a tingling heat deep within my core. “It… I love it.”

A broad smile forms on his lips, and he turns his head to find my ankle. Letting his tongue swath over it, he sucks for a moment while his thumb works its way to my pulsing clit. My back arches in response, craving release that’s just on the periphery. As he digs in harder, my orgasm rises within my body. Especially when he adds a few fingers to my pussy.

My wails turn to wanton need, and he bites my leg to bring my attention back to his body. “Ask me. Ask your master permission to come.”

“Please, master. May I come?”

“No.”

He drops my foot, then spanks my ass as I cry again. “I’m going to fill your ass with cum, and only then will you explode for me. Because you’ll know how much youneedan ass filled in order to feel good.”

I think the terror of what he’d do to me if Ididcome without his permission makes me pause, but the sensation of going over the edge is almost unstoppable.

Gripping my hips with one hand, he strokes himself rapidly through my back hole while rubbing my clit harshly with his other. “Oh, fuck. My little girl is so tight. I’m about to breed your ass. You may come.”

The screams that rip from my lungs feel as if they surge through my body, catapulting me to a new dimension of pleasure. Knowing he just filled me and used me the wayhewanted, plus the sensation of his dick stretching deep inside my ass, makes it more intense.

Before my pussy has even stopped pulsing, he’s undoing my yoke and pulling me into his chest as he gathers me in his arms on the table. “My angel. I love you.”

Our lips caress, panting the same air into each other’s mouths. “I love you.”

Brushing back my hair, he gazes into my eyes. “Call me Vincente.”

“I love you, Vincente.”

His lips press to my forehead as he carries me upstairs to our bathtub, then gently massages every part of my body.

We fall asleep much as we woke up. His heavy figure completely surrounding mine as if protecting it from all the dangers of the world.

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