Wallcunt

I wasn’t exactly a cunt in the Wall but only an asshole but that still didn’t make my situation any better. I choose a similar pair to the one the other girl had. Though I preferred to keep my hands free.

Not sure why she chose that option.

I choose the medium sized ring, not because I wanted it but because the smallest wasn’t for actually fucking but intended to allow the customer to just finger the girl. It was big enough for a thumb but that’s about it and wasn’t an option for me anyway but instead for the girls who didn’t want full-on anal, but allowed fingering them instead.

Even the smallest ring for sex was honestly large enough for most men so it at best held off those with truly large cocks which I was thankful for as I didn’t wanna get sodomized by one of those.

In my current outfit, guys could fuck my asshole and stroke my pussy through the thin fabric. It was skin tight and felt like latex making any touch seem as if it was actually done without anything in between.

It was so tight in fact that it dug into my pussy spreading my cunts lips a bit and making for an obscene view.

Not that being spread out with my legs apart wasn’t enough already.

Feeling the cold metal around my exposed asshole was a strange sensation as I felt incredibly ****. The thought that soon enough anyone could just come over and put his dick in my asshole felt both appalling and to my great shame arousing. My heart beat like crazy as I steeled myself for what’s to come.

Suddenly I felt something else cool and soothing, the assistant girl had said she was going to the other side for a finishing touch.

I felt a delicate finger circle my asshole applying lube. She made sure to put it all around my splinter before I felt her index finger slowly enter to apply some more on the inside.

She repeated that action a few times slowly fingering my asshole. My legs trembled a bit and I felt my pussy moisten at her touch.

It helped me calm down unexpectedly as I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling. The more relaxed I was the easier this would be and I was thankful she helped loosen me up a bit. As I grew aroused even my clit became swollen and I could feel it strain against the fabric that dug into my pussy.

A bell rang and my heart dropped in my chest as I heard it.

She gave my pussy a pat to say goodbye and I felt her leave while the anxiety from before was coming back.