A butt plug

He walked over to the cart that was on the left and threw off the sheet. He pulled a black object from the top shelf and walked over to her. "You know what this is?" he asked, holding the object in front of her face.

Katie shook her head.

"This," Mr. Stribe explained, "is a butt plug. Eventually it will have a lovely tail attached to it, but for now we're going to start with something simple. As you can see it is not too long, only three inches, but it's pretty wide, an inch and a half. This is not going to be comfortable, but you'll get used to it eventually."

He dangled it in front of her face. "Now, you can either suck on it to lubricate it, or I'll stick it in dry."

Katie stuck her tongue out and rubbed the butt plug with it. Mr. Stribe allowed the plug into her mouth and she sucked it as hard as she could, trying to get as much saliva on it as she could.

Mr. Stribe smiled and pulled the butt plug from Katie's mouth. "We wouldn't want you to get too carried away," he chuckled.

He walked over and stood between Katie's spread legs. She held her breath as he knelt down and reached for her ass. The butt plug took some convincing to get in, but Mr. Stribe twisted it and turned it until it slid in. The tapered bottom kept it from sliding out no matter how hard Katie strained.

Mr. Stribe stood up and walked back to her head. "I recommend that you get to enjoy the plug," he said, "In fact, you might want to thank me for allowing you to have one."

Katie was humiliated. Why should she thank someone for something she didn't want. Then she remembered the pain Mr. Stribe had already submitted her to. "Thank you," she said.

Mr. Stribe shrugged. "Good enough for now." He walked back over to the cart that was on the left. "Let me see what else we have here." He said as he stroked his chin and carefully examined the contents of the cart's shelves.