Stolen by the Zandian - Renee Rose Page 0,50

lets me go, I hurry to scramble over and get on all fours, spreading my legs wide enough, so he can see my pussy—just the way he likes it.

“Very good,” he murmurs, coming up and rubbing my tingling buttocks. “Tilt your hips up just a bit. Yes, like that. Remember that pose for next time.”

“Yes, Master,” I whisper, adjusting my body. “I want you.”

“And you’ll have me. In just a little bit.”

He gets up from the bed, and I hear some clatter as he opens a cupboard.

“What are you doing?” I try to look over.

“Stay in position,” he orders, his voice kind but firm, so I look back at the cover and ensure that my hips are nice and high.

When he comes back over, he touches my back softly. “Dr. Daneth recommended this as a tool to use on human females. I’ll see how you react to it.” He drops something onto the bed near my calf, but I can’t see what it is.

I make a small noise of uncertainty, and he chuckles. “I think you’ll end up liking it. It’s a plug that goes…” he taps one finger on my exposed anus, “here.”

I squeak and try to close my legs, but he’s anticipated this, and grasps my thighs with his powerful hands.

“Relax,” he soothes me. “Have I done anything that you don’t end up enjoying?”

“No, Master,” I whisper.

“Then trust me.”

“Yes, Master.” I’m nervous about this plug, but he’s not wrong: Everything intimate he does ends up bringing me immense pleasure, so I decide to relax and enjoy this new experience with him.

“I’ve lubricated it.” He presses something cool at my entrance. “Keep your muscles loose, and it will go in more easily, Kailani.”

“Eeek!” I twist my hips instinctively.

He spanks my ass. “Stay still.” Then I hear the click of a lid, and he drizzles some liquid onto my bottom. “I’ll get you used to it first with my fingers.”

He uses his index finger to rub the lotion on my buttocks, and eventually works his finger to my anus. When he presses it inside, I make a little moan but attempt to relax my body as instructed. At first, it feels tight and foreign, but as he works his finger in and out, over and over, first deeper, then teasing the rim of my anus, it starts to feel… good.

Really good.

I squirm and gasp. “Khrys.”

“You like that?” He chuckles. “That’s what I expected.”

He pushes a second finger in with the first.

“Ow, oh.” I suck in my breath—it hurts for one second, then it feels even better than before.

He works his fingers in and out with one hand and uses the other one to reach under and play with my nipples. It isn’t long before I’m moving my hips up rhythmically, wanting more from him.

“Hmmm. I think you’re ready.” He pulls his fingers out. “Ask me for the plug, Kailani. You won’t get my cock today until you’ve enjoyed a good session with the plug, so I suggest you ask me very nicely and convince me to put it into your pretty little ass.”

“Please Khrys.” I gulp. “I want that…” my face gets hot. I don’t want to ask for it.

He slaps my ass. “What do you want?”

“I want—please put the plug into my ass.” My voice is small, but I get the words out.

“Of course.” He puts the plug at the entrance of my ass. “I’d be delighted to plug you, little human.” This time, because my body is prepared, the plug goes right in.

“It will hurt for a bit, then it will feel good again,” he warns me.

“Ouch!” The rim of my anus burns as the thicker part of the plug breeches my body. I’m about to ask him to remove it, when the rest of it slides in, leaving me feeling full.

The pain fades. Khrys grasps the plug and begins to work it gently in my body—pulling it part way out, pushing it in. Twisting it.

Each sensation sets my nerve endings on fire in a way I’ve never known, and I know I need to come soon.

“Kyrs, please,” I gasp.

He pushes the plug all the way back in and spanks me once right on top of it. I almost explode right there.

“Oh, stars,” I mutter.

“Veck, Kailani, I can’t wait any longer.” He gets behind me, and his cock pushes at my pussy. “Are you ready for a good vecking?”

“Stars, please, yes.”

Like always, his huge cock seems like it will barely fit, even when I’m wet, and then when