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Cricket wanted to ask him whose fault that was, but she really didn’t want to earn more punishment for sassing, so she kept her mouth closed. Except for another moan as Uncle Linc went back to toying with her clit.

“Here are your choices, love bug,” Daddy said, taking ahold of her nipples to roll them between his fingertips. “You can have an orgasm if you take the other anal hook from now until your punishment is over. Or, no hook but no orgasm either.”

Oh, he was so wicked. She knew the hook he was talking about, and it was a lot to take. But she was also really horny and she wasn’t getting any less so with Uncle Linc playing with her pussy and her Daddy teasing her nipples.

“What’s it going to be, babygirl?” he asked, raising one of his dark brows. “Hmm?”

“I want to come, Daddy. Please.”

“And what does that mean?” he asked, even though he knew full well. He was the one who made up the rules, after all. Jeez!

Cricket swallowed and tried not to squirm too much thinking about it. Which was honestly kind of hopeless.

“That I’ll have to take the big anal hook from now until my punishment is over,” she recited, feeling like she was on the verge of orgasm at that very second.

“Guess we better get that hook pushed into your pretty little bottom then. Let’s get you on your hands and knees, love bug.”

Chapter Thirty-Six

Owen knew Cricket well enough to know she’d take the hook and the orgasm. Hell, she probably would’ve taken another punishment enema if she could orgasm. But this would be better. It would give her time to regroup, relax, and be loved on before her punishment spanking. Plus it would remind her of one of the perks of being his.

It wasn’t all punishment and endurance although he did enjoy those aspects of their relationship, and he thought Cricket did too. He wouldn’t do it if she didn’t seem to get anything out of it; then it wouldn’t be enjoyable for him anymore.

Linc helped Cricket onto her hands and knees on the table while he grabbed the hook from the toy chest. He usually favored the other one with its simple ball on the end, but this was more of a special occasion anal hook. Wow, sometimes being kinky involved thinking some weird shit.

First things first, he lubed up a finger and her hole, not taking things slowly since they’d already engaged in a bunch of anal play this evening, but still being careful and attentive. One finger and then two up to his knuckles while Linc tugged on her nipples and slapped her big tits. Yes, his babygirl was going to go off like a bottle rocket by the time they let her.

He took a moment to lube up the end of the hook, which almost looked like a snowman. Three stainless steel balls stacked one on top of the other with the largest one at the bottom. And they’d all be going up Cricket’s ass.

“Alright, babygirl. It’s time to fill up your bottom with this big, fat hook,” he told her, knowing she’d taken more substantial things in her backside but also knowing his words would turn her on. “Be a good girl and relax for Daddy. I’ll count the balls as I push them into your tight little ass.”

Cricket’s whimpers were one of his favorite sounds in the world, especially when they were a combination of aroused and embarrassed like she was now.

“First one.”

That one was easy peasy, and passed through her sphincter with almost no resistance.

“Good job, Cricket. Now the second.”

She took a deep breath, and he pushed the second sphere inside her on her exhale. There was a little stretch but she took that one fairly easily too.

“Now for the third one. It’s going to stretch this tiny bottom hole of yours real wide. Just keep breathing and be a good girl for Daddy.”

Cricket did as she was told and kept breathing as he pushed the ball slowly inside her, pausing at the largest part of the plug to push and pull in shallow motions, making her whine.

“Such a good girl, letting Daddy stretch your hole,” he told her, and toyed with her a bit more before putting a little more lube on the ball and pushing it home. Cricket accepted it with an adorable grunt, and he enjoyed tugging on the hook for a bit, both pulling it out to put pressure on the tight ring of muscle—a sensation that made her whine—and also pushing it in to lodge it deep inside her.

As much as he could spend all damn day with Cricket’s ass, he’d promised her an orgasm and he always kept his promises.

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She could hear Daddy and Uncle Linc whispering. It had better be about how to give her a really, really good orgasm and not yet another way to torment her.

Uncle Linc was still playing with her breasts and he’d gotten pretty rough, pinching her nipples and tugging on them, slapping and kneading her tits. In response, she’d gotten pretty wet. Having Daddy put that hook in hadn’t helped at all.

Apparently they’d reached some sort of agreement because they both smirked at her, and then Daddy went back to the toy chest. When he came back, he had a wide belt in his hands, and she was relieved to see it was a piece of one of her harness sets, and not something he spanked her with.

He fastened it snugly around her waist and then using a short piece of rope, tied the end of the hook to the belt. As if he needed to do that to make sure the hook wasn’t going to come out. Given how wide that last ball was, it would take some effort.

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