You struggle to admit the phallus.

You grip the restraints locking your wrists above your head and whimper. Mistress Jade has properly ass trained you, but you know the sphincter added to your pussy is too new. It took intense training to gain the physical and emotional mastery of your ass. You have had no such luxury here.

The doubt grows within you.

"Relax!" the technician orders.

"I'm trrrryinnnnnnnnnnng!" you wail over the sound of your buzzing clit.

The girl shifts her weight behind the phallus and forces the tool against your tight opening...

Nothing.

Tears stream from your eyes as you attempt to relax your re-virgined hole. Between your legs, the girl uses one of her hands to pull your vaginal lips further apart.

The pressure builds...

Nothing.

"Relax!!" she commands with growing frustration.

Tears of your failure continue to run down your face. Your breath is caught within your sore throat. You try to focus on the buzzing of your clit, but the pressure against your entrance causes you to instinctively tighten.

The pressure builds...

Nothing.

"We need a different strategy," the girl admits. Her face is flushed with the effort of trying to penetrate your womanhood.