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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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He walked over to the dresser, bent over and opened the bottom drawer, his ass was toned and tight- One day I would ask to taste it but not now, I hoped for future meets and didn't want to anger him by making assumptions that he wanted me inside him.
He pulled out a plastic package and opened it up, I couldn't see what it was- my eyes still watering and my view blocked by Miss' leg, as she was still trying to compose herself.
As he got closer, I could see that it was a blue plug- smaller than the one that I had occupy my mouth earlier that night but with the same style of ponytail out the back.
Sir put it in his mouth, sucking it all over, and offered it to Miss- who did the same- spit dripping on my groin, coating my hard, desperate cock.
"Raise his legs, Girl. I want to give him a gift"
Miss pulled up on my legs, or rather- tried to pull on my legs- as she was still recovering. I raised them for her- not wanting her to get another punishedment for not doing as she is told.
Sir then stroked my ass, his fingers tracing around the curve where my ass meets my thighs. I felt wetness between my cheeks- I figured Miss was spitting into me.
"Very nice, Boy. I give a plug to all my playthings that I wish to keep. Now wear this for the rest of the night and don't remove it till you get home".
He slid the plug into my tight asshole, I'd taken things before- fingers and narrow toys but nothing like this. It may have been smaller than the other one but it filled me so much that I couldn't help but recoil away from it at first. Fortunatly Miss' saliva was enough to lube the plug so it didn't hurt as it entered me.
Miss climbed off the bed and kissed me on the cheek, tasting herself on me.
She then scooped up the mess from me with her finger and swallowed all that remained on me.
"Thank you little Boy, and thank you for wearing my gifts- they look good on you".
Miss gingerly walked away, put on a robe that was hanging on the door and left the room.
As the door closed, Sir lowered my legs- giving the hair now hanging from my ass a playful tug resulting in a surpised gasp from me.
"You're not going to cum here Boy" he said "You will NEVER cum in my house.
I want you to get dressed and, in your own time, see yourself out- we'll be in touch.
Now go home, goto a pub, have a wank or whatever you do with your night- it's only 10ish. But remember, that plug stays in your asshole till you get home! Understand?"
I could only nod and wimper a feeble 'Yes, Sir'.
He stroked my balls- already fit to burst- for a second and left the room.
After a while I gathered my composure, got dressed and left, I walked down the stairs and opened the front door.
Before I left, I turned to look at the living room door- the door was ajar and I could see Miss curled up on the sofa, her head on Sir's lap while he watched something on TV.
They Looked every bit a normal couple- and whatever had happened upstairs never took place.
I closed the door and walked home, it took hours but I was in such a euphoric state it didn't matter. My head was spinning and my cock was throbbing- walking home with that erection was both painful and sheer bliss.
Fortunately, the rain hadn't come back- typical british weather.
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Keep up the good work. 
In truth- it's rekindled my submissive side a bit too.
Time to update my profile a bit methinks. 