Stretch Out Her Ass

Lois stood there in the living room, the plug stuck up her ass, the dog chain dangling from the collar on her neck as the black woman began going around the room, collecting dildos and butt plugs and lining them up on the crusty couch. Every one seemed to require shifting all the others. At first, the reporter wasn't sure what the woman was doing, exactly...and then she realized that the cabbie was lining them up by size, not by shortest to longest, but from thinnest to thickest.

By the time she was finished, there had to be a dozen such plugs and dildos lined up. The smallest was little bigger than the plug whose presence continued to make itself known in the reporter's butt at the moment, but the biggest... Lois swallowed. It didn't look like a human cock at all. Too streamlined, with an odd curve to the rounded tip, at least nine inches long...and that base was at least two inches in diameter.

But the thing about it which sent a shiver down the reporter's spine was the long, furry tail that protruded from the base.

"Now bitch...ya wants that tail." The black woman said.

"Y-es mistress."

"Den we gotta get you ready for it. Stand der." The black woman's strong hands grabbed the reporter's hips, guiding her to stand facing the television, ass pointed toward the couch. Hands on her knees.

She stood there as her mistress busied herself with something else. Fetching bottles of lube. Messing with screen settings. Lois felt oddly...natural. It was always that way when she was naked. At first she was embarrassed to be undressed in front of someone else, but after only a moment it just felt like how she was supposed to be. Standing here, waiting to be told what to do, as someone else fussed and fiddled. This passivity wasn't like her...

...but a part of her liked it. To just be an object, something someone else fussed over and did for. Just let go and be sexy...

The screen flickered to life. Lois saw a familiar ass, blown up to eight inches wide. A small dark plug nestled in between the cheeks, just a hint of a pink pussy at the bottom of the picture.

On the right hand side of the screen was a chat room. This was live. Lois felt her heart thunder in her chest, her hands shake on her knees.

"Good bitch," the woman said. On the screen, black hands spread the cheeks, showcasing the stretched pink anus as she began to pull out the small, slender anal plug. Lois knew the next one would be bigger. So would the one after that.

"Let's see ya earn ya tail."