Page 267 of Tempted By her Daddies

“Good girl,” he told her as he started to draw his finger out before sliding it back in.

Her asshole was so hot and tight.

Fuck.

His cock had already been hard, but now it was throbbing. His balls were aching.

At this rate, he was going to come before he ever got near her.

He added another finger to her bottom, stretching her further. He let her adjust to the change before moving his fingers in and out of her.

“Sir,” she moaned.

“How are you doing, Pet?”

“So good, Sir.”

He’d wondered if she would enjoy ass play. After a few more thrusts, he withdrew his fingers.

She let out a small whimper of protest.

“Shh, Pet. I’m just going to get your plug ready,” he told her, giving her ass a sharp slap as she wriggled around on his lap. “Stay still or I’m going to make you wait longer.”

She froze. “Sorry, Sir.”

He put some lube on the plug. It was the smallest of a set he had for her. Each one had a word engraved on the flat end of the plug.

This one said ‘Pet.’

“Again, deep breath in,” he told her, placing the tip against her bottom hole. “Now out.” Then he slowly pushed it into her ass. “Just stay nice and relaxed. That’s it. You’re doing so well. Such a good girl to take your plug so well.”

As he pushed the plug inside her, he rubbed her lower back. When it was settled inside her, he took a moment just to study how pretty that plug looked peeking out of her ass cheeks.

“How does that feel?” he asked.

“Strange. But not sore. Just odd.”

“Good girl. You did so well. I’m so proud of you.” He lifted her onto her feet and then stood. “Come with me. I want to wash my hands and show you something.”

He slid the eye mask down so it was resting around her neck. And then he led her into the bathroom. After washing his hands, he turned to her. Grasping the end of the nightgown, he lifted it up over her head.

“I have something to show you.”

Salem picked her up with her chest against his and her legs wrapped around his waist. “Turn your head and look into the mirror.”

She turned her head and let out a small gasp. “Does it . . . does it have something written on the end?”

“Yes, it says ‘Pet.’”

“Oh. I should have known.”

“Your other plugs have different words on them.”

“Other plugs?” she asked. “There are more?”

“Yes, Pet. This is the smallest one.”

“The others are bigger?”

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