You struggle as you are pulled onto him.

A yelp of fear escapes your throat as Master lowers you over his cock. Fortunately you are able to catch yourself on your knees. You strain as far as you can and feel your pussy lips spread obscenely around the head of his cock. Despite leaking arousal all over him, your surgically tightened pussy is unable to accommodate him. The tight muscles encircling your entrance strain painfully and you teeter helplessly at the peak of his 12" member with your wrists locked behind your back!

"Master, please!" you beg.

He removes one of his hands encircling your little waist and he slaps your ass cheek!

Slap!

You cry out and stagger unsteadily on your knees at the strike. The spike of pain on your buttocks is replaced by a flushing warmth. You are afraid to look behind you at your Master's face.

"Master please! I know I can do it."

Slap!

You cry out again and an equal heat radiates from your other ass cheek.

"THANK ME, ****."

You feel yourself begin to blush in humiliation. You can only imagine how shameful you look. You are trapped kneeling over his cock, unable to accommodate him, with your wrists cuffed behind your back. Your swollen clit sticks out from your pussy lips and vibrates audibly. This degradation only causes your stimulation to grow.

"Thank you, Master!" you say between sobs.

Slap!

"Thank you, Master!"

Slap! Slap! Slap!

"Thank you, My Master!"

Your legs quiver and the muscles within your belly go rigid. You know you are close...

"BEG FOR MY COCK!"

"Ma- Ma- Mast...er! Puh Puh Puhleeeeeaze!"

You cum hard.

"AAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!"

Your tight entrance clamps repeatedly. Master's hands return to grip your little waist and he begins to pull you downwards. Juices flood from your womanhood and coat the head of Master's cock. Your legs struggle against Him, but Master slowly pulls you down towards his lap. Your pussy lips split around the head of his cock the strain increases on your tight birthing hole. Master growls approvingly as your surgically tightened muscles begin to give way under the increasing pressure. Stars spring before your eyes as you feel yourself stretch painfully around the head of his cock. The tight skin around your sex is taught which somehow manages to make the vibrating sensation within your clit even more intense. Your augmented nerve endings scream in pain and pleasure.

You cum again!

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaach!"

One of Master's powerful hands remains locked around your small waist. Another reaches up and wraps around the leash tethered to he collar around your neck. With your hands cuffed behind you you have **** but to endure as best as you can. Your head is pulled further back. Your eyes bulge as you struggle for breath with the tight collar. Your thighs shake uncontrollably as you sink a little further forcing Master's cock deeper into the entrance of your love tunnel. Your internal muscles simultaneously sing with desire to accept him even as they clamp down in another orgasm. You are filled with the fear of a trapped animal but your training has made you such a willing ****! You aren't sure if your little body can take much more. Tears stream down your face and your choked cries escape the collar Master holds tight around your throat.

The pressure builds.

"SHHHHHHHHHHHH! YOU ARE DOING GREAT!" Master attempts to sooth from behind you.

Your hissing breaths frantically pass through your squeezed throat. Your cuffed arms thrash in futile panic behind you. Your large breasts dance pleasingly atop your chest causing the dangling strands of decorative rubies of your nipple jewelry to swing wildly. Candlelight refracts within the little stone prisms and casts shifting red patterns around the room as you continue to struggle.

The pressure builds.

Your cries of pain ring out around Master's bed chamber. Your poor little pussy spreads obscenely beneath you. It is beneath a woman in the Upper Harem to protest any way to please her Master, but the pain in your little entrance is unbearable. Your breathing is ragged between your helpless screams. As your panic grows, you forget your training. Another orgasm is building from the pain of Master's head at your entrance and the unending clitoral vibrations. Dread overtakes you. Fuck this fucking tightening surgery!

The pressure builds.

Your face is warm and you are sure it is turning purple from your collar being pulled so tightly around your neck. Your face contorts with effort. You feel tears running down your face and know that the mascara is steaming from your eyes. The makeup you had so painstakingly applied to your beautiful face is ruined. Your body is exhausted. The muscles of your hole continue to fight the intrusion! You are about to pass out from the overwhelming sensation of your abused opening.

Pop!

Suddenly you drop a few inches down Master's cock and the nerve endings within your vaginal opening come alive! The bands of muscles at your pussy's opening stretch around the head of Master's immense dick. He lifts the leash high and holds you dangling there for a few moments allowing your abused vaginal opening to grow accustomed to the intrusion. You feel his breath on your back as he smells your hair. You stop struggling. You had managed to open your entrance to Master!

"GOOD GIRL" Master whispers into your ear as he maintains his grip on the leash.

You hang by the collar for several moments only having accepted about an inch of his cock. You are completely at his mercy but Master shows an incredible amount of restraint. Slowly you feel your taught internal muscles stretch to accommodate his girth. Your panicked breathing begins to slow and the stars of pain stop dancing in front of your eyes. You stare up at the dark ceiling and attempt to re-center yourself. His grip at the leash and around your waist is rough, it has to be to keep you under control, but he whispers soothing sounds into your ear.

You stop fighting the handcuffs and allow your arms to relax. You become painfully aware of how exhausted your legs are from squatting on either side of Master. Your feet ache in your high heels. You are terrified of having more of Master's manhood within you, but it will be a relief to no longer support your own weight. Master, apparently satisfied that you are now properly aligned around him, loosens his grip on your waist and allows his hand to travel up and down your body. You close your eyes and endure his coarse hand traveling across the sensitive skin of your stomach.

The buzzing within your clitoris works its ceaseless magic.

You cum.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeergh!"

The muscles within your mostly empty pussy clench and additional juices flood out around the head of Master's cock. _Ouch! _You attempt everything within your power to relax your clenching opening. The physical and mental strain is beyond anything you have ever attempted... at least until Master tugs your further down! Your legs buckle before you can regain your composure. You slowly sink down his steely shaft a few more inches. You attempt to hold yourself there. Your pussy walls strain to accommodate him.

You cum horribly.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!"

Your penetrated hole heightens the tingling sensation of your orgasm. Your stuffed tunnel messages the submerged girth of Master's shaft. Master enjoys the sensation for a few more moments and he releases your leash. Blood flow increases towards your head and you take several large breaths. You attempt to rub your newly free neck but your arms catch in the wrist cuffs behind you.

You smile up at the ceiling. You can do this! You feel almost in control now! Well... until Master takes a firm grip on your hips with both of his hands. The power he holds over your little body is obvious. Fear and excitement grows within you.

"IT IS TIME," He whispers.

You give a slight head nod at the ceiling.

Master pulls you down another inch.

Ouch! He bottoms out hard against your cervix!

You crumple forward in an explosion of pain and Master catches you with one of his strong hands. The wind is knocked out of you as the closed opening to your womb impedes his progress. When your breath returns you let out a blood-curdling scream. You attempt to adjust the angle of your hips as you remember from your training. You should be able to readjust the angle and accommodate more of him, but you know you have a long way to go before the remainder of him is inside you.

Despite your screams Master doesn't quite seem to realize what has happened. He has mistaken your cries for arousal. His hands move up to cup your large breasts. His coarse fingers pinch your nipples and tug on the hoop jewelry. With your arms bound behind you there is little protest you can offer. With no other options you resolve yourself to endure his nipple play. You grit your teeth with effort as you attempt to remain as relaxed as possible. The conflict of protecting your speared pussy, and giving into your torturous orgasm is almost to much... almost. Your little body shakes under Master's influence and you let the sensation pass.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuugh!"

More of your juices escape the tight seal between your pussy entrance and Master's cock. Master takes this as an invitation to continue his slow march within you. He resumes his tight grip on your hips and pulls you down further! A long grunt boils from within your little lungs. Your new position has succeeded at accommodating him around your cervix.

Master continues to drive his monster cock further up your vagina. You feel your tight insides shift to accommodate the ridiculous intrusion. You squeal in fear as Master tightens his hold on you and you sink even further down the length of his spear. Your eyes bulge and a final shifting occurs within your surgically tightened love hole. Air rushes from your lungs and you feel the slap of Master's thighs against your speared pussy lips. You rock awkwardly to try and experiment with different angles. Your poor vagina feels so full. It is horrible and wonderful all at the same time!

"I did it!" you whisper to him weakly.

"YES MY PET, BUT YOUR DUTIES ARE NOT COMPLETE," Master says over the sound of your buzzing clit.