She slowly, yet forcefully hilted the handle inside of my ass. She pushed me forward so I had to look down and away from her and whatever else she had planned. I wanted to yell but the gag prevent me from doing so. Insteas I made the mistake of trying to **** the riding crop out but that only seemed to displease my "mistress".
"Bad slut, how are you going to learn from your mistakes without a proper punishment?" I felt her yank the handle out in one go, causing my entire body to convulse and my ass to feel empty.
That feeling was soon replaced by something extremely cold and big. I assumed it was a plug, one that did its job of filling my ass very well.
Mrs. Hawthorne began to play with my bulbous ass cheeks. Slowly rubbing and squeezing the two before roughly smacking them with her crop and pinching them with her fingers. At this point I had know idea of what she had planned which only served to make me fear her.
I could feel my ass swell from the repeated strikes, each one slowly increasing in ****. Her hand grabbed the outter edge of the plug. Almost instantly she began to wiggle it. It plunged deep inside my as before nearly slipping out over and over again. I could hear her giggle with ever stab and pull.
I felt blood rush to my cock as it began to slowly grow erect and the need to cum reared its ugly head once more. Her hand travled to my semi-hard cock, giving it a few loving strokes causing it to grow to its full length.
"Do you want to cum?" She purred into my ear. I nodded feverishly and begged into the gag only to have it come out as a garbled mess.
"Oh, well..." I felt something tight wrap around the base of my cock. She gave it a few painful tugs before letting go.
"Too bad."
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