Chapter 1
Peter couldn’t believe he was going through with this. He had been devising it for years now, and had finally got to the point where he was ready. It was horrifying and terrible, and he wasn’t quite sure he would ever forgive himself for doing it to someone he loved so dearly, but he knew she would eventually learn to love it as well, though may struggle with it at first.
Katie came home that night with her usual happy mood. He was the breadwinner of the family, so she had just gone out to get groceries, but that alone already made him miss her. He couldn’t wait until she was all his, when he could know where she was at all times of the day. Today would be the day when it would finally happen.
He watched TV as she prepared the meal, both of them making comments from time to time about the show he was watching. He was half-erect the entire night thinking about what he was going to do to her, and could barely pay attention to the show.
Katie wore a frilly apron on top of her jeans and t-shirt, and though she didn’t try to accentuate her body, her looks were always above average, and her outfit clung to it tightly, making Peter want to touch her all over, just as he always did. She had cooked some curry and rice that night, one of his favorites, and he helped her bring it to the table as they continued to chat.
When she had gone to the bathroom, as she always did before she began eating, he took the white powder out of his pocket. His breath was shaky as he emptied the contents of the packet into her water, watching as it dissolved into nothing at all. He couldn’t believe it. Phase one of the plan was complete, just like that. It was so simple he wished the rest of the process would be just the same.
She came back with a soft smile on her face, and began to eat. He knew he was acting weird throughout the meal, but didn’t care at this point. He was too excited for this game to finally start. He could tell she was starting to get drowsy, and he commented on it, telling her she should just go to bed if she wasn’t feeling well. He could do the rest of the dishes.
She agreed, and walked to their room, already swaying side to side from the drug he had given her. When around one hour had passed, he walked to their room, and watched her for only a second before picking her up and loading her in their minivan. He checked the address a few times as he drove, making sure he got the right spot. It was a recommendation by someone online who had the same fetishes as him, a doctor who knew exactly how to do this kind of procedure. It took him an hour before he arrived at the spot. He picked her up and knocked on the side entrance, waiting for a response.
Peter’s heart was racing quickly at this point. It was a mix of anticipation and nervousness, wondering if he should really do this, or if something could go terribly wrong. The doctor, a middle-aged gentleman with a bushy black beard, seemed very confident, and assured Peter he knew exactly what he was doing. It took almost all night for the procedure to be completed, with Peter waiting with baited breath as he sat in the other room.
“It’s complete.” He heard behind him as the doctor entered, his gown still covered in Katie’s blood.
“Can I see her now?” Peter asked, trying not to sound too desperate.
“Yes, but she’s still under anesthesia.” The doctor replied. Peter nodded, and followed him back into the procedure room.
He almost couldn’t believe it when he saw her. At first, she had a blanket covering her body. There was something clearly different already, though, as the blanket wasn’t nearly as raised as it would be if she had all of her limbs. He pulled it off of her eagerly, and saw exactly what he had hoped for - Katie no longer had limbs, and was now only a torso and head. The doctor had done an excellent job. She was still bandaged, but the amount of bandages was already far less than Peter had imagined.
“When can she come home?” He asked.
“You can take her now, actually. You’ll find she’s much lighter than before.” The doctor explained. “I would wait a week before you remove the bandages and do anything with her, but other than that you should be okay. Text me if anything goes wrong.”
Peter nodded, and sorted out the payments with the doctor. A week was also faster than he had expected for the healing process. He picked her up and put her back in the car, wondering how he was going to give her the news. She would not be happy about this.
He sat with her for the rest of the day, wanting to make sure he was there when she woke up. It was around noon when she finally patted her eyelashes and groaned. “Hi.” He said, not wanting to startle her.
“Peter?” She asked, and seemed to realize at once something was wrong. “Peter? What’s going on?”
He gulped and said, “something happened…”
“My arms! I can’t move them… my legs! Peter, what did you do?” Her voice was frantic and sharp, he had never heard her speak like this before.
“I’ve been keeping this from you for quite some time now… but I’m tired of our vanilla relationship. I want to have something more extreme, something we can both enjoy.” He explained.
“You removed my limbs?” She screamed, and began to thrash against the bed. She called him all sorts of names, repeatedly crying out in agony as she did. Tears streamed down her eyes as he exited the room, closing the door behind him. He couldn’t see her in that state, and knew she would need some time to adjust.
He spent the rest of the week bringing food for her and making sure she was comfortable. It was very awkward, and she refused to eat at first, refused to even look at him as he tried to talk to her. He spent most of his time not at work making sure all the equipment he ordered was up to standards, even polishing and oiling some of the leather a few times to make sure it looked good.
She eventually began to talk to him again, asking him what he had planned for her, why he would do something like this, how long he had planned to do such a thing. He tried to explain as much as possible, since he at least owed her that, but tried to keep the rest of his plans a secret. He didn’t want to scare her off, though she didn’t really have anywhere to go.
He knew she would enjoy it eventually, but had to ease her into it.
By the end of the week, she seemed to be doing better, though was still very upset with him - understandably. He reached out tentatively and asked, “do you mind if I remove the bandage?”
She grunted, “you seem to be fine with doing whatever you want with my body.” He was used to her attitude by now, and began to unwrap all four sets of bandages, taking his time to be gentle as he did. She watched, unable to do anything as he focused on his task.
He was ecstatic with the results when he saw it. There were no scars whatsoever, just four smooth slabs of skin. He was glad he went to this doctor, and had trusted him with his wife. He had waited for more than a year to get her to this point, and couldn’t wait any longer.
“Come, I have something to show you.” He said, and before waiting for her permission, he picked her up like she weighed nothing, and began to bring her down to the basement. She struggled in his arms, but to no avail. She was light as a feather to him now, and he was stronger than her before even when she had all four limbs. Now, she was barely a match against him. He could get used to this.
He put her down on a bed he set up downstairs. It was almost a medical examination bed, but more comfortable, like what a masseuse would use in their clinic. He was planning on doing all sorts of things to her on that bed. Peter was already getting hard just thinking about it.
She watched as he revealed the piece he had commissioned perfectly for her body - a full black leather suit that fit all of her curves perfectly. It was skin tight, and exactly what he had envisioned. He had plenty of time to get ready for her, and had even researched the most efficient way of putting it on her. It was made much easier by her lack of arms.
She barely complained as he zipped the suit up her back, moving back as he marveled at how it looked on her. He had always thought Katie’s body was the best he’d ever seen, and he was right. He could see her nipples straining against the fabric, despite the fact that they weren’t even hard yet. He was going to have a great time playing with her.
“I didn’t know you were like this when I married you.” She said, almost to herself.
He was glad she was finally talking to him “I’m sorry. I tried to hide it from you, but the thoughts consumed me every day. I searched up internet forums, and other people have discussed doing this procedure to their spouses. I knew it would be perfect for us.” He began to tie her long black hair up in a ponytail.
“Why didn’t you ask me first?” She asked, trying to keep her composure.
“Because you would’ve said no.” It seemed obvious to him. “Just keep an open mind about this, I think you’ll learn to enjoy it. I can see the kink inside of you, behind both of our shyness.”
She ignored him as he tucked her hair into a matching fetish cap, which covered her face up completely, leaving two nose holes and a hole for her mouth. He pushed her back against the bed, where she laid there like a toy ready to be played with. With her eyes now covered, her senses would be at a very heightened state.
His dick was rock hard now, but he knew he wouldn’t be touching it for some time. He wanted to get her wet and ready for him first. He wanted to show her how much pleasure she could have if she just let go.
He began with pinching both of her nipples, making her cry out in shock. So far in their marriage, both have been very vanilla, not expressing any desire to hurt the other for pleasure, or play with any sort of kink. Now, he could unleash his fantasies on her and there was nothing she could do about it. He rubbed the two buds, pinching and pulling on them until they were rock hard underneath him. She shivered visibly underneath him, but seemed like she was trying hard not to react.
He played with them until they were harder than he’d ever seen before, and moved down her body, pressing his hand against the smoothness of the fabric as he made his way down. He trailed two fingers against her waist, making her shiver from the sensations. He could tell she was sensitive, much more than usual.
He moved further down, where a single hole exposed her crotch, which was now very visible from the lack of legs and thighs blocking his way. Yes, this was exactly how he wanted it.
He began to play with her pussy lips, then stopped as he realized he forgot to play the music he had prepared for the occasion. He wanted to take his time, especially this first time. He pressed some buttons on the remote he had set up for the entire room, putting on a sultry playlist along with dimming the lights.
He grinned as he went back to her, and pushed his fingers between her lower lips again. She wasn’t wet, but that was to be expected for their first time like this. He would train her to eventually be wet for her everytime she heard him in the room. He opened her wide, and trailed his tongue from the base of her to the tip, doing it as slow as he possibly could. She moaned and squirmed against him, enticing him to do more.
He repeated the same action, moving all the way from her anus to her clit once more. This time, he stopped at the clit, and put it into his mouth as he sucked deeply. This time, her moan was even louder. He used his hands to spread her lips, and began to lap and suck at her clit. He knew she would be way more pliable if he gave her an orgasm first.
He knew how to get her to cum pretty quickly. He was her husband, after all, and began to stroke her pussy with his tongue exactly how she liked it. Usually, she would be grabbing his hair, pulling him in. This time, though, there was nothing she could do other than let him work his tongue all over her as he lapped and sucked.
“Peter… oooh.” She groaned. “Why are you doing this to me?”
He groaned into the taste of her, now getting more and more juicy by the second. He loved her perfect mix of salty and sweet, which was always so addicting to him. As he continued to lick and suck, he pushed a finger in, and was glad to find she was getting quite wet. He pushed in and out with a single finger, then pushed a second one in. He could feel her pussy clench around him as he fucked her.
“I’m going to cum…!” She announced, just like she always did. He increased the speed of his licking, and right when she was about to get to the edge of falling over, he stopped his fingers and tongue completely. “Peter!” She cried out. “Why did you stop?”
He couldn’t help but grin against her. She was so innocent she barely understood the concept of edging. He was going to teach her so much more. “I want you to beg me for it.” He said, and went back to licking and sucking her. She was more urgent this time, and he could feel her try desperately to push her crotch against his face.
She got to the edge even faster this time, and he stopped again, making her groan out in frustration. “Peter, you’ve done horrible things to me. The least you can do is let me cum!”
“I don’t think you’re desperate enough yet.” He replied as he continued to push his fingers in and out of her. She only groaned in response as his tongue flicked her clit again. Again, he brought her to the very edge, just to stop.
“Peter!” She complained. “Please, what do you want me to do? I’ll do anything.”
He pretended to think about it and said, “I want you to beg me to cum. Say ‘Peter, I’m your sex toy and you can do whatever you want to me.’ Then I’ll let you cum.”
“I’m not going to say that!” She responded without even thinking about it. He knew she would be too much of a prude to say it right off the bat, but he had all the time in the world, and knew she would cave at some point.
Her body was quivering now as he dipped his head back down, playing with her pussy once more. He continued to lick and suck, and this time when he stopped, she let out an audible groan of anger. “Okay, okay. I’ll say it.”
He grinned and stood up, wanting to see her lips as she formed the words he had imagined her saying for years. “I’m…” Her voice was shaking.
“I’m waiting.” He said, and tried to make his voice sound as impatient as possible.
“Peter. I’m your sex toy and…” She gulped. “And you can do whatever you want to me.” She concluded.
“Why didn’t you say so sooner?” He said in the most sarcastic tone possible, and proceeded to lick and suck on her again. His fingers pumped her faster than he’d ever done before, and his tongue was unrelenting as it drove her over the edge, making her cry out as she came at last.
“Ooooh… god.” She moaned loudly, her whole body shaking as she fell apart. Spurts of liquid fell onto Peter’s fingers, and coated his face in her goo. He lapped it all up, hungry for more.
“There’s a good girl.” He said. “I’m glad you’ve finally admitted you’re my little sex toy, and nothing more.”
She looked like she was barely able to respond to him, and gave him a little whimper. “Is it over now? Are you taking off the mask?” Her voice was shaky as she asked.
“I’m just getting started, slut.” He replied. He knew this would be completely jarring from her, moving from a vanilla relationship to this. But this was her life now, and she was going to have to get used to it.
He picked her up and flipped her over like she weighed nothing, and used a triangular cushion to raise her body off of the bed slightly, making her ass tilt up closer to his face. He gave her one loud spank against her right ass cheek, making her jump slightly. “Why did you do that?” She complained.
“I’ve always wanted to do it. Your ass just looks so juicy.” He replied matter-of-factly.
He reached his finger down, took some of the juices from her pussy, and pushed his finger against the opening of her anus. It was puckered and tight, and he knew nothing had ever entered it before. “No… not my ass.” She squirmed.”Don’t do that!”
“If you keep squirming like that I’m going to have to tie you down, Katie.” He scolded. The threat itself made her stop, and he used the opportunity to push his finger inside. He almost groaned at the sensation of the smooth hole being stretched out by just one finger. Gods, he couldn’t wait to be fully inside of her. He would have to get her ready for his size, though.
He pushed his finger in and out, trying to stretch her out as much as possible. He flexed and bended it a few times, seeing how far her skin was willing to bend for him. It was so much smoother than her pussy, a different sensation altogether. It was just as good as he had imagined. After a few minutes of playing with one hand, he inserted another one, making her groan out loud again. “What are you doing to me?” She complained, and he slapped her ass once more to make her shut up. She could feel a mix of pleasure and pain for the first time in her life, and it was making her very confused about how she should be really feeling.
When he thought she was wide enough, he removed his fingers, and walked to the drawer to find what he was looking for. He returned with a butt plug, not too big so that it’d be uncomfortable for her, but big enough to slightly stretch her out. She was too tight for him at this point, but he knew he could get her there pretty quickly.
He stuck the plug inside of her without a word of warning, pushing it deep. She made a loud whimpering noise as he did so, and he felt pure satisfaction as he saw her asshole widen for him. “How do you feel?” He asked, finally giving her permission to reply.
“So… full…” She grumbled.
“You’ll be addicted to it very soon.” He said, and removed the cushion to better position himself. He flipped her over again, enjoying how easy it was to man-handle her now that she was just a breeding slab. After playing with her for so long, he was glad to finally get some pleasure himself. He removed his pants, knowing it was driving her crazy not knowing what he was going to do next.
His dick sprang up, leaking at the tip from how horny he was during this whole process. She was still very wet from her orgasm, and was wetter still by him playing with her ass for the first time. This made it very easy for him to slide in, and he did so by entering all the way to the hilt.
The pleasure that hit him was intense, more intense than he had ever felt before. He had to grab onto her waist to compose himself as he sucked in a shaky breath. He could feel how full she was in her anus, and could feel it squeeze tight even from inside her pussy. She was fuller than she had ever been before. He pulled out all the way and slammed inside again, enjoying how his toy moaned in pleasure from his thrusts.
He barely saw her as human anymore. She was merely his plaything, free to be fucked whenever he wished. He would keep her here for the rest of his life, playing with her every time he felt like it. It was everything he wanted in life.
These thoughts consumed him as he pulled out all the way and slammed back in again, with enough force that the table shook. “Fuck.. Peter…” She moaned. It was rare for Katie to swear, since she was usually such a good girl, and he was happy he was already corrupting her slowly. He used her waist as leverage as he fucked her over and over, in and out of her as he groaned his pleasure. He loved the sensation of the buttplug pushing against him, letting him know his girl was filled in both of her holes. He should’ve done this before, it felt too damned good. It was also perfect not having anything in the way. Her pussy and ass were open for him to fondle whenever he pleased, and he didn’t have to move her legs aside or take her clothes off like before.
He fucked her senseless, and when he saw her eyes roll to the back of her head, he wrapped his hand around her throat and began to press down on it. She made a loud choking sound, but seemed to get into it as he continued to fuck her, and he pressed down even further on her neck. “Mmmpppphh…” Was the only sound she could make out as she continued to be filled to the brim, and he could feel himself getting close by the squeezing and milking of her pussy.
“I’m going to cum in you for the first time as my sexy breeding slab.” He said as he continued his onslaught. “I want you to thank me for cumming inside of you, as is your duty.” he explained, and felt his eyes roll back as the sensations of his balls tightening indicated he was ready to cum inside of her. He knew it would be a lot, as he had been saving up for her all week, anticipating this very first day, and when it finally came, he grunted in pure pleasure as he pounded relentlessly into her, making her cry out as well. He spurted stream after stream into her, and finally stopped, dropping her waist back down onto the table as he let go of her.
He removed her mask immediately, and saw her wet eyes surrounded by a rim of red. He wasn’t sure if she was crying from anger or lust, but didn’t care either way. He wouldn’t be seeing her as human anymore, not after this. “Thank me.” He said coldly.
Her voice was shaky as she said, “thank you for cumming inside of me.” It seemed she already knew how to be properly obedient. He nodded his approval and pulled the plug right out of her, not letting her tighten or adjust first. She gasped out loud as it came out, and he spent the next few minutes cleaning her up, making her shiny as new for the next session, though he still had some training left to do that night.
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He let her rest for the rest of the day, though she didn’t have much to do other than lay there and watch some shows he put on for her. After he fed her her dinner, he began to lube her ass up again, to her sheer shock. “Did you not have enough for tonight?” She complained, back to her usual attitude.
“This is our first day, so I’ll excuse this behavior, but I’ve told you this already. You’re my breeding slab now, you’re here to be fucked when I want to fuck you, and that’s all. You don’t complain when and if I decide to do so.” She didn’t say much else, and only moaned and squirmed as he lubed her ass up again, pushing two fingers in and out of her as he tried to widen her up as much as possible.
After this, he inserted the plug again, this time pushing even further in, though it still wasn’t as big as he would like. “Have a good night.” He said, and gave her a few pats on the butt as he moved to switch the lights off.
“Wait, you’re leaving me like this?” She said, her voice a little frantic.
“How else will my little slut learn?” He asked back.
“What… who have you turned into?” Her voice was a little shaky as she asked. “Who did I marry?”
“I’ve always been like this. I’ve just finally let myself go.” He whispered back as he turned the lights off and walked back up the stairs.
Chapter 2
Katie laid there all night, not able to sleep much. In fact, she wasn’t quite able to sleep all week. Her mind spun as she thought about her husband, or the demon that now pretended to be her husband. They had spent many years together, first as girlfriend and boyfriend, then engaged and married. There was not a second in time where she thought he would be someone else, or have something hidden inside of him that he refused to show her. Now, she didn’t know what to do. Her family was in a different country, and she had no way to access a phone without his help. She could try to crawl out the door, but he seemed to be home all the time now. Besides, she wouldn’t be able to open the door.
The only scenario she could think of to try to escape was by screaming until one of her neighbors heard her. Then, she would have to figure out a way to access technology to give her artificial limbs. She would have to spend the rest of her life severely crippled. But it was worth getting out of this hellhole. Her butt was clenching over and over from the intrusion inside of it. She had no idea he was even into assplay, as he had never touched her asshole before this. She knew other people enjoyed this sort of thing, but she had always been raised in a pretty conservative household, and just never thought of it. If he had asked her… she might’ve said yes, just to make him happy. Now, she had no idea what or how to think.
She could barely toss and turn as she laid on the cold feeling hospital bed, and could only wait for him to indulge her again in the morning. Maybe he would leave her alone this time, knowing she would need a break from all of this. Though if she were to admit it to herself, her orgasm from the day before was definitely the best she had ever had, and she had no idea fucking could possibly feel like that. Despite that, what he had done was very wrong, and he would have to deal with the consequences eventually.
She had no idea what time it was when the lights turned back on, and she heard footsteps come down the stairs. She knew it was him just from the heaviness of the steps. “Did you have a good night’s rest?”
She almost wanted to spit at his face. “No.” Was her curt reply. She knew from experience now he could do anything he wanted with her, and he didn’t like when she was being rude. It was better to just go along with it, for now.
“I want to show you something else I had prepared for you.” He said, and disappeared from view again. She waited, thinking he was going to come back. Instead, he lifted her up, acting again like she weighed nothing, and moved her to a corner of the basement. She hadn’t noticed what he had done to the basement when he had moved her down the day before, and wondered what he had in store now.
She felt a thud on her back as she felt herself being dropped into a velvet box, and she turned to see red velvet surrounding her, and Peter’s face on top. “What is this?” She asked.
“It’s where I’m going to put you from now on when I’m done playing with you.” He said, like it was quite simple.
Her heart began to pick up pace. He couldn’t actually mean that, could he? Does he truly not consider her his wife anymore? “What do you mean? Peter, I’m not a toy. You can’t just put me in a box when you’re done playing with me.”
“That’s exactly what you are now, actually.” He said in response. He flipped her around and pulled her latex suit off, then pulled her plug out as suddenly as he did the day before. Then, he picked her up and put her on the toilet, letting her relieve herself as he cleaned her up again.
“I’m so glad you fit in the box.” He said, smiling to himself. “I spent so long working with an engineer to design it to perfection, and now you’ll finally be able to use it.”
“You’re absolutely insane!” She cried out to no use.
He picked her back up and practically tossed her in the box. “Unfortunately, it’s not perfect yet, and I’ll have to insert this myself.” She looked up to see him holding even a larger plug this time. It was large at the base and became a smaller cone at the tip. It was already dripping from lube.
“No… that’s not going to fit.” She complained, with her butthole already flexing from the thought of another intrusion. It was always scary knowing he was going to put it in, though she would have to admit to herself she was already getting used to the sensation… like it was meant to be there. He poured lube on his fingers again, and pushed into her, wiggling from side to side. She couldn’t help but moan a little as he did so, her ass was already so much more sensitive than before. She pushed against him, but he seemed to be already done with the lubing.
He inserted the plug inside of her, opening her up wide like it was nothing. She groaned at the sensation of her body being stretched apart, but like always, it wasn’t as painful as she had imagined in the first place. “Good girl.” He whispered, and then closed the box.
Katie was terrified. She couldn’t hear anything, couldn’t see anything, and of course, couldn’t feel any of her limbs. The only thing she could do was to lay there in the tight space. She didn’t know what time it was, or when he was going to come back for her. She didn’t even know if he accounted for the fact that she still had to breathe in the box.
She didn’t know how much time had passed before she heard a ‘wrrrring’ sound. She looked around, frantic, but still couldn’t see anything. “Peter?” She asked, worried.
There was no response, but she did feel a sensation against her clit. She gasped, and realized that the sound was coming from a sex toy. How did she miss it when she was being put inside? It felt almost like a mouth fitted around her clit, and she could feel the vibrations of it as it buzzed around her. It felt really good. She had never used a sex toy before, other than the butt plugs that were used inside of her, though she had always secretly wondered how they felt.
Now she knew, though she was terrified. She didn’t know how much he was going to use it on her. The sucker pressed deeper into her, making louder sound as it continued to work its magic. She tried to think about anything else other than the sucker, but it was extremely difficult. It was the only sensation her body had felt in quite some time. She wondered if Peter had a camera installed, or if he was right outside the box, controlling it. She began to moan as she pushed down against it, desiring more friction. She was going to cum no matter what, so why not enjoy it more? She ground up and down against it as much as she could with her crippled body, and could feel her abdomen and pussy squeeze tighter the more she felt herself climb over the edge.
When it finally happened, she cried out, feeling juices coat her body as she came. It felt amazing, though not as good as when Peter used his tongue to edge her multiple times the day before. As she was cumming, though, she felt the sensation of something phallic inside of her. There was a slightly different metallic sound as this happened, and the coldness of the device made her realize it wasn’t Peter’s dick, or anything real. It was another toy - perhaps attached to the clit sucker itself. The phallic object began to move in and out of her, despite the fact that she hadn’t calmed down from her first orgasm.
“No, stop.” She said, hoping Peter could hear her. She was ignored nonetheless. It pounded her with a steady robotic pace, then was accompanied by the clit sucker once more. They worked slowly at first, then began to increase their rhythm together, faster and faster until it was the only thing she could think about. “Oh god… I’m going to cum again!” She announced, and felt herself drop over the edge a second time that day.
But… the machine didn’t stop. Not at all. It slowed down to a slower pace, like it knew she was recovering, but began to increase its rhythm again. “What? I came! Stop!” She cried out. It continued to milk her for all she got, though. At two orgasms, she was already dripping and completely out of breath. She couldn’t think of anything else other than the two devices playing with her body. It kept going until she came a third time. Then a fourth.
She didn’t know how long it had been, or who she was anymore. The only sensations were the pulsing around the clit and the pounding in her pussy. She begged for them to stop. She was sore, she was drooling, and her body was shaking from all of the sensations. Her nerves felt like they were on fire. Where was her husband? Did he know this was happening to her? Was he controlling the device, knowing when she was about to cum?
At her tenth orgasm, as she babbled incoherently, the roof of the chamber opened, revealing jarring light and Peter’s face. The two devices stopped at once. “Did you like my set up, my little toy?” He grinned, seemingly proud of himself.
“Please… no more.” She begged.
“No more.” He promised. “No more of that, at least.”
He picked her up, a limp body that continued to shake with sensations, and dropped her onto the bed placed in the centre of the room. She laid on her front this time, and he propped her up with the triangular cushion once again. “If I knew you would be this pliable after using it, I would’ve done it sooner.” He joked, then pulled the plug out of her. She practically screamed from the sensation, and scolded herself for wanting it back in. She was just so used to being full now from it. She wondered if she would be like this from now on, always feeling so full from the plugs. Would he be giving her a bigger size the next time he put one in?
He reached down and gave her ass a lick, pressing his tongue into it as he swirled it around. “You taste delicious, darling.” He said as he pulled out. “And I think you’re finally ready to take me.” His dick? Inside of her ass? There was no way that was going to happen. Her heart pounded in fear and anticipation, and she couldn’t tell her own thoughts anymore.
“Are you ready to be fucked?” He asked, then laughed to himself. “Not that I care anymore.” He grabbed her by her waist and pushed the head of his cock against her puckering hole, not caring if she was lubed this time.
She moaned and whined, but still couldn’t form any coherent words. She knew it wouldn’t make a difference anyways. She felt his head pop inside of her as he pulled her body against him, and she cried out in pain. This was worse than she imagined. The pain was unbearable. “Peter… no…” She groaned. He ignored her, and slid the rest of the way in.
Luckily, he let her adjust for a few seconds as he rested fully inside of her. Then he pulled out and pushed back in again. She gasped at the sensation. It was very foreign, so different than what she’d felt before. A mixture of pain and pleasure, a delicious combination that made her want to ask for more. “I can tell you’re already enjoying it, slut.” He said, and gave her a hard spank against her ass. She bounced forward a bit, but he was still holding her in his other hand. He began to fuck her like that, holding both sides of her as he pounded inside. Her breasts pushed against the table, rubbing her nipples back and forth as he made his way with her, not caring if she was enjoying herself or not.
She moaned and pushed against him, and her ass squeezed tightly against his cock every time he gave a particularly hard thrust. “I knew your ass would feel like heaven.” He said. “You’re going to be my little ass whore from now on. I’m going to fuck you so much you beg me for more.” She rocked back and forth, and wished she had hands to play with her clit, because she was so, so close. Even after the tenth orgasm from before. Her body seemed like live wire, ready to explode at any moment. She just needed the right touch, which he wasn’t going to provide for her, not when he was so focused on his own pleasure.
She could tell he was close as well, because his dick hardened even more inside of her, and he was grunting audibly now from every thrust. He pounded her relentlessly, shifting the table back and forth as they rocked. He gave a final groan of approval as he came, pushing his dick so deep inside of her she felt she could feel the whole thing.
Spurt after spurt of cum flowed inside of her ass, which was another sensation she had never felt before. It was warm and gooey, and flowed out of her as he popped out, making her make a tiny sound of pain. “Looks like you’re my little ass slut now.” He said, and patted her a few times on the ass again.
This time, he didn’t even bother cleaning her up or plugging her ass back up. He lifted her with one arm and dropped her in the box, like a used toy he didn’t feel like playing with anymore. Then he closed the box and whistled as he left the room.
She laid there in the dark once more, having his cum drip out of her asshole, wondering when he was ever going to come back. She was exhausted after so many orgasms and being fucked, and just wanted to sleep. She finally fell into deep sleep, though had terrifying dreams as her subconscious showed her images of what he could plan on doing to her.
She didn’t say a word as he opened the box the next day and washed her, then fed her once more. She didn’t find a point, anymore. He would do what he wanted, even if she complained. He seemed so happy with himself, with not a semblance of remorse. She knew the next time he went out, she would try to get out and get help. She couldn’t live with this monster anymore, despite the fact that she used to be in love with him.
“So, my dear. How do you think we should play today?” He asked her, sporting an evil grin on his face.