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He held her hand and braced her hip as she gingerly threw one leg over.The barrel was fat, spreading her legs wide.She bent her knees as if she were riding a horse and wished for stirrups for her feet.

Lihn moved the stool out of the way, then rummaged in a bag she hadn’t noticed before.

“Put your hands behind you, and brace yourself on the barrel.Good.Now lift your feet and put them together right here.”He patted the metal band of the head hoop.

Joni’s fingers were spread wide on the wood behind her ass, elbows locked, as she braced her upper body and drew up her legs, setting her heels on the lip of the barrel.She was posed almost like those silhouette figures on big-rig mud flaps.The spandex compressing her waist and holding her thighs tight probably helped give her the exaggerated figure of the caricature.

Master Vo traced a line from her shoulder to her knee, fingers skimming over flesh and fabric.He shifted so he was standing at her feet, against the head of the barrel, and then gripped both her knees, spreading her thighs.

Joni hadn’t expected that, and resisted, more out of instinct than refusal.

Master Vo stopped, his face impassive.

His fingers tightened for a moment, and then he forced her thighs harshly apart.Joni yelped in shock, even as she lowered her gaze.It was the first time he’d been rough with her, and she liked it.

Lihn forced her knees down, butterflying her legs until she was spread, the soles of her feet pressed together.

“Lean back more.Good.”He reached into his back pocket and pulled out a hot-pink dildo.

Joni stared at the silicone, which wobbled lewdly in his hand.It had lightly textured sides, a tapered tip, and a flat round base.

Lihn shifted so he was standing at the side of the barrel, then reached over her thigh.The position of her legs had spread her pussy lips, but he separated them further, spreading and looking, then moving his fingers slightly and spreading again.

There was no hesitancy in the way he touched her.He was supremely confident as he handled her body.She’d known he enjoyed giving pleasure—the hours of pussy licking last weekend had made that clear.He’d topped her, but not used her.

If someone had pressed her for an explanation on what the difference was between a Domplaying witha sub versususinga sub, she might have trouble defining the difference, because it was tiny, subtle things that created the distinction.Another submissive would know exactly what she meant if she said now it felt like he was using her, rather than just playing with her.She loved it.

After a few minutes of pussy inspection, Master Vo fitted the tip of the dildo at the mouth of her vagina.

Joni’s head fell back, her hair brushing her arms.The hint of penetration, of fullness, made her feel achingly empty.She wanted him to fill her full, touch her so deep that she felt it when she swallowed.

“Lean back further if you need to.”The dildo started to slide in.Joni raised her head, peering down her body hoping to see the hot pink disappearing inside her.The angle didn’t work, so she let her head fall back once more.The angle also made the fake cock feel impossibly thick.It stopped moving, and she felt an increased pressure.

“Lie back more,” he commanded.

Joni bent her elbows, triceps screaming from the unfamiliar exercise.It was enough, and the dildo slid in deeper, filling her.She shivered, taking breaths that made her hyper-aware of the constriction around her rib cage and back thanks to the spandex.

“Beautiful.”Lihn’s hand at her back helped her sit up.“Feet down, I want you sitting up straight.”

Joni’s legs hugged the edges of the barrel as she rose, and she moaned as the dildo slid in deeper once she was sitting up straight.The flexible circular base was wedged against the wood, and when she rocked forward, working the tension in her back, she thrust it in even deeper.

Harsh hands grasped her breasts.“I didn’t give you permission to fuck yourself on my dildo.”

“I’m sorry, Master Vo.”Joni pursed her lips.“This is going to sound like bullshit, but I was trying to work out a kink in my back.”

“A kink kink, or a muscle kink?”

Joni tipped her head to the side.“I’m trying to figure out what a back kink would be.”

“No kink shaming here.”His grip on her breasts softened, thumbs rolling her nipples.“But first, answer the question, and second, if it is a kink, you don’t get to enjoy that kink without my permission.”

The stern words were exactly what she needed, and the fact that their moment of banter hadn’t derailed the scene made her unspeakably happy.

“Muscle kink, Master Vo.”

He released her breasts, studying her.

“From now on, you will remain still,” he said with calm command, issuing an order he knew would be obeyed.“If you don’t, I’ll put a clamp on your clit.”

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