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Completely naked, I crawled into the red room. Master’s den of sins. Not knowing what painful pleasures awaited me was as thrilling as it was nerve-wracking. Low strings of classical musting tickled through the speakers. I ached to look around for any clues of what today’s session would be but I knew better. My eyes stayed on the lush red carpet as I crawled to the center of the room and kneeled when I got there.
“Such a pretty little Doll.” Master’s voice caused me to shiver even though I wasn’t cold. “Let’s see just how widely we can stretch that tight little pussy open today, shall we?” He patted one of the sawhorses, and quickly, I crawled up over the padded benches. My knees were forced open by the position, and I laid my tummy and chest on the back of the furniture, so Master could cuff my ankles to the front feet. I’d be unable to stop any of his ministrations as he stretched me.
Extreme Pussy Stretching
My chin propped up on a small pad, and I looked at the surgical tray Master wheeled over. On top of the gleaming silver were three different-sized dildos. One was six inches in length and maybe two inches in girth. The next was eight inches long and looked three to four inches around. I swallowed nervously, but my pussy was already dripping at the idea of taking each of those extreme toys for Master.
The last and most intimidating toy was ten inches long and five to six inches around. “Let’s open you up and begin,” Master said from behind me, and I heard the sound of duct tape being unrolled. He placed a piece of tape onto my labia and pulled my lips back, taping each onto my inner thigh. I felt so exposed and already so open. But then he slid three fingers into me, twisting and turning them around. My thoughts quickly left me, and only two words floated through my consciousness.
“Yes, Sir,”
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