They go well and you're pushed to the limit.

Realizing you have no control whatsoever of your situation you start to focus on your breathing in order to still your beating heart.

Miss Andrews caresses your cheek, breathing softly into your ear, soothing you until your breathing slows into a calmer pace. "No need to worry hun.." Breathing more calmly now you focus on her soft voice. "..you're in safe hands.." You allow yourself to be lulled into a calmer state as your excitement overrules your fear and your cock keeps throbbing between your legs. "..your beautiful cock certainly seems to think so." She chuckles slightly before moving off somewhere in the room.

Lying perfectly still, not that you have much of a choice, you listen for every noise in the room that reveals the location of Miss Andrews. You don't have to wait long however before you feel something cold and wet against your balls, you jerk slightly in reflex. "Now, now, hun. I'm just sterilizing the skin where I'm going to inject the saline.." Calming yourself you feel the dabbing continue for a bit before you hear the rattling of the IV stand.

Suddenly you feel a sharp, brief, pain in your scrotum. "..and that's the needle in place hunny, you're doing great!" Miss Andrews moves off once more.

Miss Andrews rattles around somewhere in the room and then you hear the trampling sound of her boots turn back toward you. "Now, to open up your ass for me.." As she speaks you begin to feel a pressure against your asshole, whatever it is pops into place without much resistance however. "..now to inflate it.." A light goes off in your head as you realize what is now in your ass, one of those inflatable buttplugs!

A wheezing sound and a plastic clicking noise heralds the expansion of the buttplug as it starts to grow in your ass, spreading it wide. "Ah, hun, that should do for now.." You feel her breath on your face once more as she draws near again. "..do you like it?" Despite yourself you nod to the best of your abilities and moan in response. A brief flicker of wet tongue in your ear seems to signal her approval of your response.

Her breath disappears once more. Silence passes for a few minutes only briefly broken by small rustling noises of activity. You begin to feel a slight discomfort in your scrotum, as what you assume to be the saline, begins to enter your skin through the needle in your balls. The discomfort keeps increasing and you start to feel a rising sense of panic.

Sensing this Miss Andrews is instantly at your side, soothing you with her hands and soft words as the discomfort increases incrementally. You feel your balls swelling more and more as the bag empties into you. Miss Andrews is at your side throughout the whole experience, soothing you only leaving to switch bags.

It seems to never end and your discomfort increases until even Miss Andrews can't calm you anymore and you trash against your restraints, your mind going blank with the pain and something just.. snaps. Passing by some kind of pain threshold your body gives way to the pain, flooding your with body with endorphins and other natural chemicals designed to create pleasure. Your pain switches into pleasure and your scrotum heaves with every heartbeat, feeling oh so sensitive. Glancing down you see your cock, swollen and bloated, bobbing around like an obscene flag on the swollen hill that you faintly recognize as your balls.

"I knew you could take it baby!" The cheerful voice of Miss Andrews informs you as your mind is now overwhelm with the pleasures of your body and the massive sensory output of your inflated scrotum. "Now let's start draining those balls shall we?"

Miss Andrews releases the latch around your throat allowing you free movement of your head, looking around you see her take the nozzle of the milking machine and lodging it around your bloated cock. With a flip of a switch the familiar suction begins to caress your cock, urging you to spill your load. Miss Andrews pulls a massive blue strap-on from the wall, strapping it on and then with a savage yank tears the plug from your ass.

Gaping wide open your ass twitches as it's suddenly empty, letting cool air into your intestines. With a powerful thrust Miss Andrews fill that empty space with ease, tearing your ass open even wider. Leaning over you she releases the ball gag from your mouth as she buries her strap-on cock balls deep in your ass.

Overcome with pleasure and sensations foreign to you, your tongue lolls out of your mouth and droll spills down your cheeks. "Scream my name baby! Brittany! Scream it! Beg for it!" Your mind utterly consumed with pleasure you still find power to scream her name, begging for more.

Approaching your first orgasm, you're pushed over the edge Miss Andrews begins to slap your balls with full ****. Thanks the saline injection it only releases more endorphins into your system, the swelling protecting your balls from the worse of the pain. You explode into the most intense orgasm of your life as Miss Andrews keeps slapping your balls and pumps your ass with steady thrusts.

Almost blacking out from the pleasure you manage to stay conscious as your mouth is invaded by the tongue of Miss Andrews, French kissing you, stealing your breath away. She withdraws slightly, whispering to you. "We're just getting started hunny.."

As the action picks back up and you're both consumed by pleasure none of you notice the door to the playroom opening. Inside slips a young, dirty blonde, long hair falling down her back, dressed in red latex, blood red strap-on around her waist.

"Why should mom have all the fun, hmm?"