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Backdoor

Sir is busy working in his home office when I enter. Holding up a box labeled 'Backdoor,' I excitedly say, "Look what I've got!”

It's an anal comfort spray that promises to make anal painless for a few minutes, which is a perfect solution for me because I always struggled at first but was fine once I relaxed enough.

He carefully examines the box, reading the label. "Throw it in the trash."

"But why?" I whine.

"Pain is our ally. It reveals your limits, allowing me to set the pace."

"But–"

"No buts," he says firmly. "I don't want to rip you.”

"Hmm."

"Do you want to end up at the ER and have a surgeon stitch up your torn anal muscles?"

"No," I say quietly, realizing he's right.

"Now be a good girl and do your daily anal training," he says sternly.

"Yes, Sir."

I hurry to the bathroom, my heart racing as I hide the spray in the drawer—just in case—before I strip off my clothes. Turning on the shower, I step beneath the warm water and retrieve the anal douche.

Closing my eyes, I feel the water cascading down my body as I carefully insert the nozzle into my anus. As I release the water, I can feel the pressure building up inside me. It's uncomfortable at first, but I know it's necessary. I breathe deeply and relax my muscles while ensuring thorough cleansing.

Once I finish the process, I turn off the shower and dry myself off. I walk into the bedroom and search for my medium-sized metallic buttplug. As I search through the drawer, my eyes ...

... catch a glimmer of silver. I retrieve the plug and apply a generous amount of lube to it, ensuring I cover the entire surface. Then, I lie down on the bed and slowly insert it, feeling a delicious fullness as it slides in with ease.

It wasn't always this simple, and it was painful. I had to start with a smaller version and work my way up to this size gradually. I now enjoy the sensation of being stretched and filled, even if I still can't fit in the larger size that has the same girth as Sir's erect member. However, the medium size stretches me enough to prepare me for his cock. With the plug in place, I return to Sir's home office.

He looks up from his desk, a knowing smile on his lips as he takes in my naked curves. "Do you have it in?"

"Yes."

I turn around, spreading my cheeks with both hands to give him a clear view of the blue jeweled plug nestled snugly between them. His eyes darken with desire as he admires the sight, and I can feel myself growing wet.

"Good girl."

He leans back in his chair and unzips his pants, releasing his hardening length.

"Come here and get your reward."

Our eyes lock in a heated gaze as I slowly make my way towards him while he strokes his cock.

"Sit on my lap," he commands.

I eagerly complied, carefully straddling him with my small hands on his broad shoulders. His strong hands grip my waist, positioning me so that the precum-leaking tip rests against my heated core. My breath hitches as his throbbing erection enters ...