Unbinding my legs, you flip me onto my stomach, hands still bound. Roughly, you raise my hips and knock my knees apart, securing them to the sides of the bed once more. Your hands massage and spread my ass, occasionally pushing at the plug still snug in my ass. One hand disappears just to come down hand, surely leaving a mark. You repeat this process, alternating cheeks until both are tingling and red.
You slide back into my cunt. Thrusting back in roughly, you smile at my muffled groans. You still your movements in me to play with my plug. For what seems like an eternity, you push and pull it gently, flick it, and squeeze my ass around it. Finally, you remove it and replace it with your fingers, slowly pumping in and out. Still sheathed in my cunt, I attempt to fuck myself against you. Your fingers leave my ass abruptly, leaving me feeling empty.
“There will be none of that” you scold. Your fingers fiercely enter my ass again, this time stretching me more roughly. Before long, you are thrusting into both my cunt and ass, sending me closer to climax. “Come for me” you command. I orgasm, but you do not relent, still thrusting into both holes.