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How to use your Genie

... cruel desires, craved more. I could only nod, the words caught in my throat.

He chuckled darkly, a sound that sent a thrill of anticipation racing through my veins. The third ball loomed large in his hand, and I braced myself for what was to come.

The anticipation was palpable as Master ***********ed the third ball, a vibrant shade of blue. His fingers toyed with the cool, smooth surface, rolling it thoughtfully before he directed his attention back to me. "You're doing so well, Jeanie. Think you can take one more for me?" He asked, his tone teasing, yet demanding.

Fear and excitement intermingled, churning in my stomach as I nodded hesitantly, unable to vocalize a response. I watched him, my eyes wide as he pressed the third ball against my swollen entrance. My body was so full, so stretched, I wasn't sure how much more I could take.

With the patience of a predator, Master began to push the third ball inside. The sensation was overwhelming. My pussy stretched even further, the two balls already nestled within me shifting to accommodate the newcomer. It was slow going, the ball inching its way inside, inch by agonizing inch. My heart pounded in my chest, the discomfort mixed with an unexpected surge of pleasure.

Master watched my face closely, taking in my expressions with perverse satisfaction. "That's it, Jeanie," he coaxed. "Just a bit more. You're doing so well."

With one final push, the third ball slipped past my swollen entrance, sealing me full of the ...

... solid objects. A strangled cry escaped my lips as my body spasmed around the foreign intruders. It was almost too much, the pressure, the fullness. I was stretched to my limit, my pussy accommodating the three balls within me.

Master leaned back, admiring his handiwork. His eyes danced with satisfaction, a proud smirk playing at his lips. "Such a good girl, Jeanie. So obedient, so willing. It's a sight to behold."

I gasped for breath, my body trembling as I adjusted to the triple intrusion. The feeling was overwhelming, my senses were overloaded. It was a strange mix of humiliation and pleasure that had my head spinning. But I had obeyed. I had taken all three balls just as Master had wanted. Despite the discomfort, I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride at having pleased him.

Master's gaze held a new level of admiration as he looked at me. A surge of heat shot through me under his appreciative scrutiny. My body was on display, completely at his mercy, filled to the brink by his perverse desires. Despite it all, I found a perverse sense of pleasure in his satisfaction. His approval, however twisted it might be, was strangely gratifying. And, as I lay there, stretched and filled on the pool table, I knew that there was more to come. Master was far from done with me.

"Now, Jeanie," Master began, his gaze intent upon me, "I gotta ask, have you ever been fucked in the ass?"

"No, Master," I replied, my voice trembling as I tried to comprehend what he was asking. ...