My ass cheeks facing the bathroom mirror, I bent over, pulling my cheeks apart as I folded forward, inspecting my asshole’s reflection. I wouldn’t go so far as to say it was gaping but for a relative amateur at all things anal, I was pretty impressed with the cherry-sized gape. I tried to swallow a moan and failed as I placed two fingers in my tiny hole, wishing I could slide in another, but unwilling to risk the wrath of Sir for touching myself, especially such a tender area. If I got caught with two fingers stuck in my ass I could tell Sir the truth, I was checking my progress not trying to get off, and hopefully not be punished.
Impressed with myself and my progress I went in search of Sir, thinking of ways I could get more toys stuffed in my ass today. After wearing a plug nearly all day and night for the last three days I was insatiable. Not so long ago at the start of my training, Sir had promised that I would become so greedy for a stuffed hole, begging for whatever I could get in there until Sir was ready to cum in my tiny, well not so tiny anymore, asshole. As usual, he was right, just the thought of him plowing into my ass made my pussy wet. If Sir had come in my cunt a few moments ago, instead of my asshole, I was certain his cum would be dripping out of me all over my freshly showered body. Again, my cunt convulsed at the thought.