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“We can stay here all night, baby. I don’t mind. The vision before me is fucking hot. Do you know how sexy you are with your bottom in the air and your amazing tits swaying?”
My body shakes as I open my eyes to see my breasts hanging full and heavy. It’s indecent and decadent.
Still holding the tip of the plug against my hole, he says, “Come up onto your hands, baby.”
I’m shaking as I do his bidding.
He slides his hand from the small of my back around to cup one of my breasts. “As soon as your milk comes in, I will have you get into this position so I can milk you.” He pinches my nipple.
I tip my head back and moan loudly.
He squeezes my nipple over and over, pretending to milk me. It’s so hot and so dirty. Would I really let him milk me? I know I will. I’ll do all the filthy things he wants to do to and with me. And I’ll enjoy every minute of them. Apparently, I’m a kinky girl.
“Ask me to plug your naughty bottom, Arianna.”
I clench my tight hole, swaying and moaning. We’re crossing into new territory here. Leaping into a new level of kinky.
Dallas leans closer, setting his lips on my ear. His fingers tug on my swaying breast. “Ask me, baby. Please fill my naughty bottom with that plug, Sir.”
I lick my lips and take the plunge. “Please fill my naughty bottom with the plug, Sir.”
“Good girl. Press back.”
I push against the plug and moan as he slips it into me. I wince as the widest section passes my tight ring of muscles, and a moment later, it’s over. It settles into place.
Dallas twists the base in circles, making me doubly aware of its presence before tapping it several times. “Gorgeous. You can get up now.” He pads away from me and enters the bathroom.
As I slide off the side of the bed, I hear the water running and realize he’s washing his hands. He returns before I get my legs to stop wobbling. I have one hand on the mattress to keep from falling. The plug feels weird.
I look at him. “Can you take it out now?” How long am I supposed to wear it?
He chuckles as he takes my hand. “You’re going to wear it until bedtime, baby.”
My legs nearly give out as he leads me to the bathroom.
He shuts the door and turns me so my back is to the door. “There’s a full-length mirror behind you, baby. Look how pretty the plug is.”
I look over my shoulder. Holy moly. There’s a two-inch pink gemstone sticking out of my ass. “I can’t wear this all evening,” I tell him.
He grabs my shoulders and kisses my forehead. “You should have thought of that before you so boldly pushed a finger into your pussy.”
“It was only like an inch, and my finger is tiny,” I argue. The plug doesn’t hurt, but it feels weird. There’s no way I’m wearing it out of the room.
Dallas’s eyes dance with laughter. “You asked for this, Arianna.”
Chapter 16
Dallas
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I’ve decided there is nothing sexier than watching my girl struggle through dinner with the pretty plug in her bottom. I didn’t let her have panties, either. She sits in her seat, trying not to squirm, and every once in a while, I reach back and tap the plug through her dress.
Arianna shoots daggers at me with her eyes, but she loves our dynamic. She’s been aroused and edgy ever since I put the plug in her. She likes the awareness she has of every nerve ending in her rectum. She sits taller and wiggles.
My girl likes to be embarrassed. She knew this would happen. She dared me to do it. I will not back down from a dare. How far does her need for embarrassment go? I’m going to test the waters a bit.
We’re in the dining room. Just the four of us. So, I think it’s safe enough to see how she will react if I say some rather crude things in front of Ryder and Claire. It’s not like Ryder doesn’t say things to embarrass Claire pretty often. Arianna must be wondering when I might do the same thing.
