Something for his ass

Brandon continued his online shopping spree at my gentle insistence and his expense.

“Let’s give some special attention to your ass, since you love having stuff shoved up there so much. What do you want to look at first, butt plugs or dildos?”

"I..." he was at a loss for words for multiple reasons. “I don’t know.” Despite his willful submission, he still felt humiliated by the emasculating question and was now blushing both in his checks and in splotches throughout his chest.

“That’s okay, Spot. Don’t be embarrased. We’ll get you plenty of both, either way. Search for butt plugs first and be sure to add your favorite color to narrow down the selection. I wouldn't worry about size as long as it’s big enough to stay in place and shaped to give you the maximum combination of pleasure from stimulation and discomfort from being stretched to your limits.”

“Yes, Master,” he replied while obeying my commands and searching for large, pink butt plugs.

We picked out a number of anal plugs and beads together online. He purchased several with a flush base that could be worn all day and not appear obvious if he went back to work to earn more for me to spend. When I asked, he insisted on getting one that spread out and expanded once it was inserted. I told him he would enjoy that one and he eagerly agreed. He added another one to his cart that was made from stainless steel and had a giant, fake ruby on the end.

“I suppose, you’ll want to find a puppy tail to go with your collar, won’t you?” I asked as he added a vibrating butt plug that worked remotely with a phone app to his cart.

He blushed again. “Yes, Master. Can we please find me a tail next?”

“Yes, Spot. I think we both know what color you'll want.”

Spot smiled and searched for a pink puppy tail butt plug. He giggled as the first page of thumbnails filled the screen. He clicked on one with a large, kidney shaped bulb connected to a long, floppy, rubber tail. I saw a large dollop of pre-cum bubble up from the tip of his dick, still fully hard and wrapped in the pretty pink ribbon, while he slowly scrolled through larger pictures of the hot pink tail plug.

“Go on,” I encouraged him. “Is that the one you want?”

Spot bit his lip and nodded his head. He moaned quietly as he added the prized plug to his already plentiful online shopping cart.

“Speak up, boy. I asked you a question.”

He looked up, short of making eye contact, and froze. “Yes, Master. This is the pink puppy tail that I want. I’m sorry for not answering when you asked. I will await my punishment, Sir.”

“That’s better, Spot. As for your punishment, I’ll have to think of something suitable, won’t I?”

“Yes, Master, please punish me. Please.”

“Quit your begging, dog. I’ll think of something.”