Tok handed him a smooth metal probe about four inches long. Narrow at the tip, it gradually flared out before narrowing again above a flat oval base with slits on either end for the leather strap to be threaded through.
“It will be easier to insert the first time if you lubricate the surface.” Tok handed him a small jar filled with coconut oil.
Kaden dipped his fingers into the jar then spread the oil over the narrow end of the tool. He didn’t need to be told what to do next. With one arm across the woman’s back, holding her in place, he rubbed more oil around the puckered entrance to her rear passage then penetrated her with the tip of his finger.
* * *
AJ couldn’t stop herself. She tightened convulsively.
The man never said a word. He simply withdrew his finger and delivered two sharp swats to her aching bottom. A flash of hot pain shot through her. She couldn’t hold back a cry.
He swatted her once more before inserting his finger again, deeper. She jerked, his cock swelling beneath her. He waited, letting her get used to the sensation of his finger inside her then slid it farther in.
Her backside was on fire again. Her core of pleasure throbbed from his touch. And now he’d invaded her bottom hole, just as Thelo had done. This time, the sensation was not so shocking, so foreign. She wiggled and felt his manhood swell. He tightened his arm around her waist and slid his finger in another inch.
Hot. So hot and…oooh! A jolt of raw lust rocketed through her body. Instinctively, she ground her core of pleasure against his hard bulge, desperate for the touch of his hand again.
AJ froze when she realized what she’d done. Then she breathed a tiny sigh of relief, remembering she’d have to obey the rule to keep her eyes downcast before her master. She’d never have been able to look this man in the face after such shameful, wanton behavior.
She was horrified when he responded by probing deeper while grinding his hips up against hers. Slowly, he withdrew his finger, teasing her by moving it in and out first.
When he finally stopped, she let out the breath she’d been holding and sagged against his lap. But he replaced his finger with something hard and cold, pressing against her tight rear opening.
The pressure increased as he worked the tip in, making her squirm. At first, the object slid in easily. But, as he continued, it stretched her wider and wider, until she swore she could take no more. Frightened, she cried out, clenching her muscles tight.
The man who would be her master for the night rested the heel of his hand on the object, holding it in place, while his fingers found her throbbing bud and stroked. Her whimpers of distress became low moans. She rocked her hips against his fingers as the pressure on her bottom hole increased.
The smooth cold device eased in farther. Getting wider, stretching her rear opening so far, she didn’t think she could bear it any longer. She cried out, writhing on his lap. But he continued to push it in, stroking her swollen bud all the while.
Suddenly, the pressure eased. Her bottom hole tightened around the narrow base, holding the probe firmly in place with the widest part lodged inside her. Pain disappeared, replaced by an unfamiliar feeling, one she had no name for. Strange, but not unpleasant.
The stranger’s fingers kept moving, massaging her nub until it hardened and pulsed. With the heel of his hand against the probe, the stroking of his fingers made the device rock back and forth inside her. Trapped on his lap, lost in erotic sensations, AJ ground herself against the hard bulge under his robe.
Tok’s voice snapped her back to the present.
“Now thread the strap through the slit on one end of the base. One end of the tail has an opening all the way through it. Slide the strap into that then through the other end of the metal base. You can buckle the end of the strap to her waist in back, fastening both the device and the tail in place.”
She felt another pair of hands yanking the strap up between the cheeks of her bottom.
“Pull it tight to keep it in place as she moves around the room – or falls to her knees to do your bidding.” The general laughed wickedly. “Or you can loosen it, allowing you to slide the device in and out. Manipulating it will increase her ardor, encouraging her efforts to bring you pleasure.”
AJ moaned as the stranger withdrew his hand.
Tok’s fist wrapped around the end of her braid, jerking her head back. “On your knees, Harlot!” he roared.
Awkwardly, AJ slid off the other man’s lap. She bit off a sharp cry as she dropped to her knees. Every move made the leather strap rub against her throbbing pleasure bud while causing the device lodged in her rear passage to shift, sending a strange thrill pouring through her.
Tok stood behind her.
“Get out your master’s rod and worship it.”
The man she’d been given to broke in. “I thank you for this gift, General Tok…and for your instructions. I will take great pleasure spending time with this harlot tonight.”
“A token of my esteem for you.” Tok brushed off the remark, as though he disliked being interrupted when he was engaged in a display of dominance. “When the device is inserted, you can reach down and grab her like this…”
AJ gasped as Tok jerked the tail. The hard metal device pressed against her tight opening from inside, threatening to stretch her rear passage wide again, while the leather flap rubbing her swollen clitoris made her hunger for more of her nameless master’s manipulation. Her head swam from the volley of sensations bombarding her all at once.
“Harlot, I have spoken. Do as you are commanded!” AJ gave a strangled cry as Tok kept up the steady pressure on her tail.