His wrists and knees ached, from being on all fours for so long, but why would he be anywhere else. It was his rightful place... at Her feet.
The smell of sweat and latex lingered in the air, along with the uncertainty and excitement of what she had planned for him.
"Do you think you're worthy, slut?" She barked
"Yes Mistress. Please Mistress." It was his natural reply.
She grabbed the collar around his neck and thrust him face first onto the bench. His chastity cage knocked against it, forcing him to wince as yet again, the cage reminded him that this was not about his own pleasure, but his Mistresses.
"Move your legs apart, slut" She ordered.
"Yes Mistress". With immediate effect, he opened his legs wide, anticipating whatever it was that his Mistress had in store for him.
He felt a firm slap on one arse cheek, so hard that it stung, and so loud that it echoed around the room. He then felt his cheeks being pulled apart, readying him for his reward... or punishment.
A cold, wet sensation on his back made him jump, as he felt a trickle run all the way down his ass crack to his balls.
"You like that don't you slut?" Mistress asked, a wry smile on her lips.
"Yes Mistress. Thankyou Mistress."
"Now be a good boy and don't make a sound"
She traced her index finger around his lubed up asshole and slipped it inside. Content with the fact he was ready, she then removed her finger and turned her attention to the monster cock between her legs.
Her 10-inch strap on was so girthy and heavy she needed two hands to lift it. She positioned the tip right at the entrance to his wet, puckered up asshole and started to push it in.
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