Nothing enough lube can't extract

"I have to see how deep it is Cassie, don't worry, I've already lubed up."

"What, when di- Oooh!" Cassie inhaled in shock as Steve's probing finger thrust into her "rosebud". But she didn't feel any pain - the opposite in fact, a shameful pleasure.

I'm meant to be filled. Dildos, fingers, cocks all go inside my ass and make me feel so good, so right.

He probed her ass, thrusting a fraction of an inch deeper every few seconds, swirling around, touching her in ways the dildo hadn't. The sensation was exotic, intoxicating. True to his word, he was lubed up, she felt only a pleasant friction at the point of penetration. She felt something shift, something deep.

"Do you feel it?"

"I think I do. It's a few inches inside it. Now, Cassie you trust me right?"

"Of course Steve."

How can I say anything else with his finger buried in my ass?

He didn't say anything more but she felt his hand withdraw, then the slick sensation of more lube being rubbed on her, into her, a lot more lube.

"Oh that's cold."

"Shhh, don't worry it'll warm up. I've got to reach into you and grab what you've got in there."

"Will - will it hurt?"

"Maybe, I'll have to stretch you a little."

I love to stretch and fill my asshole. Huge cocks, fists, toys, I'll make them all fit - the bigger the better.

"Oh-okay," Cassie said. Behind her, where she couldn't see, Steve smirked knowingly at the excitement she failed to keep out of her voice.

His finger sank in, then another, then his thumb. Slowly, slowly he pushed deeper, the wedge forcing her asshole wider and wider. She whimpered at the sensation of of the stretching, like her asshole was a rubber band being strained to its breaking point. That thought, though, secretly thrilled her. She found herself biting her hand in a struggle not to cry out - whether from pain or pleasure, she wasn't sure.

His hand twisted around as he maneuvered and changed its angle, then she felt it start to withdraw, and the subtle sense of the toy buried in her receding.

Her asshole closed around the little silver probe, then, with a pop, her ass was empty again. A sense of relief was almost run over by a sense of disappointment.

I'm meant to be filled, my ass needs filling.

"Done. There, not so bad. I told you you could trust me. Now, I have a question for you. It's obvious how this ended up inside you - you were experimenting. I support that, but you weren't safe. You want to be safe, right? Will you let me help you?"

Cassie stood up, pulling her panties and pants up, covering her ass. She felt lube sliding between her cheeks, the ghost of the hand that has fondled and filled her.

She opened her mouth to speak and then paused.

This is humiliating! What am I doing, he must think I'm pathetic, that I'm a slut, just a horny idiot who almost got herself sent to the hospital. I can never do this again.