Page 16 of Warped

“Do you want me to keep going? Do you want me to put my finger inside you?”

She silently nods her head against the sheets.

“I can’t hear you, woman. Speak up.”

“Yes!” she whines. “I want you to keep going. Please.”

“Very well. Let’s find out exactly how tight you are…”

The answer isextremely. Even with all the lube, it takes me almost a full minute just to wedge the tip of my finger inside her. Granted, my fingers are big, but still…

This is one tight little ass.

I look over at Rek, who is watching intently, and I shake my head.

“This ain’t gonna work,” I tell him. “She’s too damn little.”

“Try a bit more,” he says. “She can take it. Can’t you, sweetheart?”

Binx’s voice comes back tiny and trembling.

“Yes. I can take it. Please, I… I want to try.”

I sigh and push my finger deeper inside her ass, past the second knuckle.

“See,” Rek says. “Told you she could handle it.”

“It ain’t the depth I’m worried about; it’s the width. Her little ass is so tight, it’s cuttin’ off my damn circulation. There’s no way in hell I’ll be able to fit my cock in there.”

Rek remains undeterred.

“We can train her,” he says.

“Trainher? We don’t have the tools.”

“We can pick some up at the first way station.”

There’s a gleam in his eye as he says it. The crazy bastard is serious. He actually wants to train her ass to receive our cocks. Unbelievable.

“Listen,” Rek goes on, his voice full of excitement. “The trip’s gonna take us three days, right? That’s plenty of time to break her in. By the time we reach Caldera, her little ass will be good and primed. What do you say, Binx?”

“Yes,” she answers, “I-I want that. I want you to… totrainme.”

Hearing those words spoken by Binx’s sweet, innocent voice is nearly enough to make me come in my pants. I have to admit, the idea of training her tight little ass to accept my cock sounds appealing, but—

Suddenly, an alarm sounds, and the wall imagers flash red.

Binx cries out in fear, and her little ring of muscle squeezes even tighter around my finger.

“What’s happening?” she asks.

It’s Rek who answers.

“Nomad,” he says, “silence the alarm, please.”

The flashing stops and the room goes silent. Rek reaches over and rubs Binx’s bare back reassuringly.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. That was just an alarm I set earlier to remind us when to take off.” He looks over at me. “If we don’t split now, we’re gonna be late on our delivery. So… what’s it gonna be?”

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