"This might be cold?" He knows damn well its freezing. I gasp and scrunch up. He starts to slowly push in the toy. One sphere at a time. Theres resistance as they get larger... but not much.
He slides into me. I can feel him fucking me. Every inch. The weight of the plug defines it. I can feel the knock of his piercing as it slides slowly past every new sphere it meets. The membrane that separates him at the toy feels thin and barely enough to split them. Im wincing and feel uncomfortable. I stay completely still.
He gets bored of this game, he makes me kneel up. He collars me. and retrieves his second toy from the box He slides the anal hook into my bottom and loops through rope, joining both, and slides himself back into my cunt. I am wet and desperate. He fucks me and pulls intermittently at the rope, I gasp.
I need to keep my back straight to breath. I need to curl my back to climax, the choice between oxygen and orgasms is fairly simple in my rushing head. I can feel myself choking, and coming, its exquisite. I can barely see and the room spins. It ebbs away as I straighten out and then I just want it again. Im allowed what I want.
Once he's finished using me he makes me kneel back. Im shaking and my face is a flushed. I have to look up, neck back, to keep myself from choking. He makes me stand up and turn around for him so he can admire the position of the hook. He makes me bend forward to see how far I can dip. I lean lower and lower and start to choke and throttle myself trying to get as low as I can for him. He laughs at me. "You can take that out now".
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