Page 99 of Take the Sub and Run

“Too much?”

“No, Sir. I like the pain.”

“But being strapped down like this, it makes you feel calm?”

“Yes.”

He bent and kissed a line down her spine. “My perfect angel.”

She floated in a happy peaceful place while listening to him move around the room, undoubtedly gathering supplies he would soon use on or in her.

Something cold and round rested on the small of her back as he moved into position so she could see him.

“I told you your ass would be taking the punishment. This is perhaps less punishment and more preparation, but it will be uncomfortable and unfamiliar enough to serve both purposes.”

“Preparation, Sir?”

“Preparing your ass for me to fuck. You need to get used to having something in you here.” He reached out and gently stroked one finger along the crack, barely brushing her anus.

“Tonight, I'm going to use dilators.” He opened a long case, tilting it so she could see inside.

A series of metal rods, one end rounded, the other flared to a wide base were arranged in size order. The smallest was the diameter of a pencil. The largest was thicker than his cock.

Sofie whimpered, staring at the fat metal tool.

“Tonight, you're going to take up to here.” He pointed at one near the middle.

“What if I can’t?”

“You can.”

“What if it hurts?”

“You’ll tell me. And you’ll be specific as to how, and how much. It won’t be comfortable, but it shouldn’t be truly painful.”

He set the case aside and pulled out the first three dilators. The thing he’d set on her back turned out to be a bottle of lube. He prepped each of the first three, coating them in lube, before slipping on a black medical glove and applying even more lubricant to the tips of his fingers.

“Your fingers are wider than the toys,” she pointed out.

“Yes. The largest one I want you to take tonight is a bit larger around than my thumb. You will feel it, but stretching you that much in one night isn’t unreasonable.”

Sofie moaned in arousal, his words touching her far more intimately than any toy ever would. To hear him say how he planned to use her, what he wanted from her body… It was bliss.

Slick fingers slid up and down, up and down the crack of her ass before finally settling against her anus. She tensed, bracing herself, but he only massaged her rear entrance with the pad of his fingers. Little by little, she relaxed until her body yielded slightly with each press of his fingers.

If she’d been able to move, she would have pressed back against him.

“Ready, Angel?”

“Yes, Sir.”

The first dilator slid in with surprising ease. In an odd way, she almost didn’t feel it after that initial pressure. He fucked her with it for several minutes, with the hand not manipulating the toy stroking up and down her back and hips instead.

Then he switched for the next size up. This time, she felt it a little more when he slipped it inside, but after only a few strokes, she felt her body adjust and relaxed into the sensation.

The third and fourth were easy enough as she floated in a hazy arousal-laced fog.

“You’re taking this so well. You were made to be fucked here, weren’t you?”

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