Page 56 of On His Terms

“You are here for training. Of course you’ll make mistakes, plenty of them. That’s to be expected. We only have two weeks together, and that means moving forward every day in order to accomplish what you want.”

Reluctantly, she nodded. “I understand, Sir.” Then she added a second lie. “I’m ready.”

“Good girl.”

The diabolical Dom moved behind her, and she thrust out her rear again. He was going to do this whether she protested or not. She could stall or use a safe word, but eventually his will would prevail. So why not get on with it?

Although she hadn’t heard him squirt lube on the plug, it was slick as he pressed it into her.

This was bigger—wretched—making her whimper. She should never have complained about the smaller one.

He had only managed to insert it part of the way when he pulled it back out. “You can do this, Chelsea.”

“Do what, Sir? Be torn apart?”

“Bear down,” he advised, shaking his head. He forced the thing in deeper.

“I… Fuck this!”

“Stop fighting me,” he said.

“I’m trying to cooperate, Sir.”

“In that case, relax your sphincter.” He worked the thing in, then eased it out, going a little deeper and farther each time.

“I’m not sure I can manage this, Sir!”

“You can,” he said, his tone both encouraging and soothing.

She was afraid his determination was no match for her inability to take the plug’s girth. Feeling helpless, desperate for this to be over, she inched away from him, trying to escape.

“Stick out your ass, Chelsea.” He reached forward to clamp her left shoulder and hold her in place.

She screamed when he stretched her ass even farther.

“That’s it,” he said. “It’s going in. Now.”

With his hand on her shoulder, he forced her backward, and he shoved the plug deep.

Tears swam in her eyes as her safe word hovered on the tip of her tongue.

“You’re there,” he said.

Just like last time, it settled in, and her anus relaxed around the stem.

“That metal bling looks hot, Chelsea.”

“Bling?”

”The base has blue jewels. They reminded me of your eyes.”

He’d noticed that about her?

“I really am looking forward to fucking you up the ass. Maybe even tomorrow.”

She gulped for air, trying to steady her trembling body. That had to be a joke.

Soothingly, he stroked his fingertips up and down her spine, and luxurious calm enveloped her. “That’s nice, Sir.”