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Jared tightened the two nipple clamps, exerting ample pressure. Then he took that long third one, and with his other hand, he spread me wide open for him to connect the clamp to my clit. I let out a startled cry, the sensation surprising but not wholly uncomfortable. It delivered a sting but was overwhelmingly pleasurable.
Jared turned me again, positioning me on my knees. He generously lubricated both the plug and me, ensuring it would slip inside with ease. I felt the plug start to slide in, and as I shifted, the clamps tugged on my nipples and clit.
“Oh God, Master, please take them off,” I pleaded.
“It could have been my fingers, but you chose to be stubborn,” he chuckled, then pushed the plug deeper. I felt my asshole stretch around the widest part.
“Oh, holy shit!” I groaned into the bed as it continued to slide in. There was no way to stop it now. It stretched me to the brink of pain before finally settling within me. I took deep breaths, trying to get used to the foreign object lodged in my ass. If this plug felt this way, how intense would it be with his cock? I knew I was going to find out because Jared was determined to punish me by taking my ass. His fingers gripped the flared end of the plug, pulling it back and forth. “W-What are you doing?”
I soon discovered that he was using it to fuck my ass, getting me accustomed to its movement within me. To my surprise, I began to derive some pleasure from it while the clamps tugged on my sensitive areas. Each movement came at a cost, leaving my body in a state of confusion. I couldn’t discern whether I liked it or not, but Jared released the plug. His hand then began to tease my clamped clit while his other hand expertly worked his semi-hard cock. He was preparing himself for another round, pleasuring both of us.
“You’re going to come with that inside you,” he ordered me, running his finger over the clamped flesh, sending mixed signals of pleasure and pain coursing through my body. Everything felt heightened and incredibly sensitive. His finger danced delicately, making me groan and moan into the bed. The orgasm drew nearer, and despite my attempts to resist it, it was inevitable. I trembled and whimpered, attempting to stifle my sounds, but I couldn’t help pressing against his hand, yearning for more. However, he didn’t prolong my pleasure, stopping abruptly. I bit into the bed in frustration, wanting to berate him, but I knew it would be a mistake. I had already pushed him to the brink tonight. Now, I had to be compliant.
Jared grasped my hips, positioning his cock at my entrance, ready to plunge inside. I realized I wouldn’t be able to accommodate both him and the plug simultaneously.
“There isn’t going to be room!” I cried out just before he sank all the way in, forcing space for himself and eliciting a scream from me as I felt him completely fill me. Jared’s grip on my hips tightened so much that it stung, but he wasted no time in initiating a rhythm, and my body quickly succumbed to a chaotic bliss. I began panting in tandem with his thrusts, eagerly pushing back to meet each one. What was happening to me? The sensations were overwhelming. His cock grazed over every pleasurable spot due to the limited space, leaving me yearning for more.
“Master,” I moaned, and my use of his title spurred Jared on. He fucked me with increasing intensity, evidently losing himself in the sensations just as I was on the brink of orgasm, but then he halted. “No!”
Jared’s fingers brushed over the plug, and I apprehended his intentions.
“No!” I protested, but a gasp escaped me when he abruptly removed the plug, leaving me feeling oddly empty. I had just started to adapt to its presence, but he couldn’t wait. He pulled out of my pussy, adjusted slightly, and I sensed his cock pressing against my back entrance, which had widened slightly, allowing the tip of his cock to find its way in. I groaned and shook my head.
“Last first time,” he taunted before he pushed deeper, forcing the air from my lungs as he stretched me even wider. I clenched around him, and he groaned with pleasure. I tried to shift away, but the clamp tugged on my clit, and I instinctively moved back, taking Jared even deeper. He moaned, and I whimpered as I felt him penetrate me almost to the hilt. “Last bit.”
I could hear how much effort it took for him not to lose control and simply thrust relentlessly. His grip on my hips was unyielding, but I struggled to focus on it as he pushed all the way in, claiming my ass for the first time. I silently wished he had stuck to pussy-eating. Jared would forever be the first—and hopefully the last—to ever take my ass. I couldn’t breathe with him in there. At least he allowed me a moment to adjust before he pulled out slightly and then pressed back in. I gasped, adjusting to the new sensation of having him inside me. He started off gently, gradually increasing the pace, and to my surprise, I began to lean into it. It wasn’t as painful as my previous attempts. I even found some pleasure in having him there, and as I began moving with him, the clamps on my nipples and clit teased me further, causing me to relax.
“Oh yes,” I moaned as pleasure began to build within me.
Jared abruptly released my hands, allowing them to rest beneath me as I pushed up. Leaning over me, he wrapped his hand around my throat while thrusting even deeper into my ass.
“Like that, my little slut?” he whispered in my ear, his other hand grabbing the delicate chain connected to my clit and giving it a tantalizing tug.
“Yes! Yes, Master,” I gasped, the sensations overwhelming me.
“And here you thought you wouldn’t, but we both know my little slave is always going to obey her Master, isn’t she?” he taunted, giving the clamp on my clit another teasing pull.
“Please!” I cried out desperately.
“Do you want to come while I’m in your ass?” he inquired.
“Yes! Please, yes, fuck my ass harder,” I begged, hearing his dark chuckle. My mind was too clouded with pleasure to comprehend the fact that I had just begged for it. Jared’s fingers slid lower to my abused clit, expertly caressing me as he intensified his thrusts into my ass, his own grunts filling the room while my moans grew louder. “God!”
“He isn’t the one fucking your ass, little slut,” Jared chuckled.
I couldn’t even muster a reply. An overpowering orgasm surged through me, forcing me to grasp the headboard for support before I collapsed. I could barely contain the intensity, screaming out my pleasure and pushing back against him as my body shattered from having my ass fucked. Jared increased his pace as I came, forging new pathways of ecstasy that made me revel in this moment. He made me love having my ass taken, just as he had promised, even making me beg for it. I knew regret would hit me later, but right now, I surrendered to the pleasure, feeling as if I were coming endlessly before finally calming down. Jared continued to thrust, his heavenly motions driving me to another peak. He grasped my throat even tighter, sliding as far as he could go before releasing his warm cum into me. The sensation was strange, yet I was left trembling and incapable of forming words. Jared panted in my ear, experiencing the same intense pleasure I had just endured. Surprisingly, a smile graced my lips. I had been certain I would hate having him fuck my ass, but it had proven far more enjoyable than I had ever expected.
“Good girl,” he murmured before pulling out, leaving me to collapse onto the bed, completely spent.
Chapter 46
-Jared-
I stirred from the deep slumber that held me tightly, my senses slowly awakening to an unfamiliar, vibrating sound echoing through the bedroom. Blinking my eyes open, I felt a profound sense of exhaustion yet satisfaction coursing through my body. As I roused myself, I discovered something peculiar. Alison lay beside me on my arm, her own unbound, and she was cocooned under the blanket with a contented smile gracing her lips. My other arm rested gently over her waist, holding her close to me. I must have been utterly consumed by pleasure to forget to restrain her after we had cleaned up. Alison had fallen asleep almost instantly. As she rested beside me, I couldn’t resist the impulse to use my free hand to caress her cheek before my fingers threaded through her soft hair.
However, the vibrating noise disrupted my thoughts once more. Confusion clouded my mind as I tried to identify its source. My gaze drifted to my discarded clothes scattered on the floor. I moved cautiously, careful not to disturb Alison, and reached for my pants. My phone was buzzing with an incoming call from Vince. I answered it.
“Hello?”
