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As he gently circled me, very lightly, very slowly, he murmured to me. “Shh, good girl, breathe. Yes, relax. You came when my finger was inside you. Imagine what it will feel like when my cock is buried deep. This is much smaller than that other toy. Different. Trust me.”

I did trust him, but I couldn’t help but clench down at the idea of his cock filling me… there. He laughed at me, but I was not bothered. Well, not by that. I was getting very bothered by his attentions.

He picked up the vial and placed it directly against my virgin opening, easily letting the tip of it settle inside me. It was very small, so even as I clenched it was able to gain entrance. I felt warmth seep inside me. The sweet scent of it was strong, strong enough to bring back the dream from the processing center. God, I’d dreamt the smell of anal lubricant?

“This will make you slick, gara, I will never hurt you. That’s it. Feel that? Yes, it’s warm and it will ease the way of my finger, or the toy, and especially my cock.”

I didn’t know how much of the liquid he’d put inside of me, but I felt it going in quite far, the heat of it a surprise. It didn’t hurt at all, but now I knew the depth at which he intended to fill me. Hopefully he’d prepare me using more than just adding lubrication.

Perhaps part of the match included mind-reading, for he said, “No cock today, gara. You’re not ready… yet. Soon though. Soon you’ll have me everywhere. I’ll claim every part of you.”

I gasped at the idea and the eager tone of his words. He lifted the toy off my lower back and parted me once again. This time, instead of his finger, I felt the cool metal press against me. He circled it and pressed in at the same time as he continued to whisper to me. Words of praise, words of desire and it relaxed me, made the object slide into my ass, stretching me open in the process.

Once it had breached me there, Tark wasn’t done, for now I knew why there was a U to it. The other end of it slid easily and without any coaxing into my pussy. Further and further it went in until I was filled front and back with hard metal. It wasn’t as thick as Tark, so as my body clenched down on the foreign object, I knew right away it wasn’t enough.

Tark stroked his hand over my bottom. “How does that feel?”

I glanced at him, the warr

ior had changed into a lover. His cock stood thick and proud from his body and I knew he wished he was fully seated in me instead of the toy.

“It’s… deep. But not as big as you.”

He grinned wickedly. “Flattery, gara. I like it. But can my cock do this?”

All at once the metal began to vibrate.

“Shit!” I cried, my arms collapsing and I fell onto the bed. “Does… does everything on Trion vibrate?” I asked, gasping.

I couldn’t lie still. I had to move, for the U toy was hitting every sensitive spot inside me, some that I never even knew I had. Feeling something deep in my ass should have felt bad, but it felt like heaven. This, this was like my dream. The intense pleasure, the scent of almonds. Oh, my God, I was going to come. I stuck my butt up in the air, wiggled it, fell to my side and grabbed my breasts, trying to ease the ache in them.

“Tark!” I cried.

He avidly watched me writhe on the bed, clearly pleased with himself.

“Master,” he said, his voice a deep growl.

He flipped me onto my back, spread my legs, and settled between them. He wasn’t gentle, but I didn’t need gentle. The feelings were incredible and I was dying a blissful death. Sweat broke out on my skin and my heart was pounding. I could barely catch my breath let alone cry out.

My eyes had fallen shut and I was lost in the pleasure. That was why I hadn’t known he’d put his head between my thighs until I felt his mouth latch onto my clit. I lifted my head and looked at him down the length of my body. He was looking at me, his mouth glistening and slick with my juices.

“Master,” I cried.

“You need to come, Eva?”

He flicked his tongue over my clit, his warm breath fanning the sensitive bud. With his hands, he gripped my hips, stopped my wriggling.

“Yes.”

“Say it.”

“I want to come… master.”

“Good girl. You may come now.”

He put his mouth on me and sucked, his tongue flicking out as he somehow tugged on me. I had no idea what he was doing and I didn’t care. He was as skilled with his mouth as his fingers and his cock.

I came with a scream. It was so hard that my thighs clenched Tark’s head. Surely I would crack his skull like a tree nut, but I didn’t care. The vibrations in my ass were so incredible that tears rolled down my cheeks. I couldn’t take it. It was too much. Between my ass, my pussy, and Tark’s ruthless assault on my clit, I came again. Then again.


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