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How to use your Genie

... me," he remarked, glancing from the ball to his cock. "Let's change that, huh? Make my cock just as thick as this ball."

I nodded hesitantly, my stomach twisting with a mix of apprehension and desire. "Yes, Master," I murmured, summoning the magic within me. A shimmering glow enveloped his cock, his girth growing to match the ball's size. "And for now, make yourself just barely able to take it."

He watched, the grin never leaving his face, as my body adjusted in response to his command. The dull, stretching sensation was uncomfortable, yet the undercurrent of arousal was undeniable.

"Make yourself wet as fuck for me," he ordered. The command was brusque, unfeeling, but it resonated within me. Instantly, a flood of arousal washed over me, a sudden slick wetness pooling between my legs.

Master positioned himself between my spread legs, pulling them slightly off the table. His thick, newly enlarged cock lined up with my wet entrance. "This is going to be quite the experience for you, Jeanie," he said, his voice filled with wicked delight. "I can't wait to watch you take it." His tone was one of relish, clearly excited by the prospect of what he was about to do.

Master plunged into me, stretching my slick walls to accommodate his size. His thick cock moved in and out of me with slow, purposeful strokes. I bit my lip, suppressing a gasp as he reached depths within me no one had ever touched.

"Fuck," he hissed, his fingers gripping my hips tightly as he pumped ...

... in and out of me. "You're so tight, Jeanie. So fucking tight." His words came out in breathy pants, punctuated by the sounds of our bodies meeting.

He was still holding the pool ball in his hand, occasionally tossing it up and down as he fucked me. His eyes held a gleam of anticipation and pleasure as he continued to thrust into me, pushing me closer to the edge.

After a few more hard thrusts, he suddenly pulled out. I whimpered at the sudden emptiness, but then his words caught me off guard. "You're gaping, Jeanie," he said, his voice husky with arousal.

I felt a blush creep over my cheeks. Humiliation swelled within me, but it was tainted by a strange sense of excitement. I was exposed, used, but also undeniably aroused. As much as his words stung, I couldn't help the heat that coiled within me.

His fingers, slick with my wetness, caressed my gaping pussy. I watched as he lifted the first pool ball, the dark polished surface catching the overhead light. He looked at me with a challenging grin. "Ready, Jeanie?"

I could only nod, my heart pounding in my chest. I felt a wave of anticipation, dread, but also a twisted sense of excitement. This was uncharted territory for me.

Slowly, he started to press the ball against my opening, the coolness of the smooth surface stark against my heated flesh. My body instinctively clenched, trying to reject the intrusion. But his other hand on my lower belly was pushing downwards, applying pressure and helping to open me ...