Being my Master’s Panty Slave

then he stepped back behind me. Something cold and flat touched my ass and
it only took a minute to realize he was rubbing my cheeks with a paddle of
some kind. I said nothing, as a slave, there was nothing I could say. The
paddle moved from my ass for a second and them slammed into me, making me
jump and grip the bed with my fists. He used the paddle quickly for 4 more
strokes and when he paused, my ass was burning.
I tried to relax to ease
the pain and the slender plug popped partially out of my ass, held in place
only by the panties pulled tight against me. I was waiting for him to push
it back in when he asked, “Do you want me to spank you again now?” I
instantly realized if he hit me now, the paddle would drive the butt plug
back into my hole. What a predicament. Knowing there was only one correct
answer, I answered yes, and immediately the paddle stuck me again hard,
propelling the plug into my ass forcefully. The combination of the blow
and the rough invasion of my ass was almost more then I could take.
Thankfully, I was able to keep quiet, as I knew to cry out would disappoint
my master and cause the punishment to be severe.
The butt plug kept
slipping out and the paddle kept slamming it back into me for some time.
When the paddle stopped falling I was relieved because my ass was on
fire but I missed it too as odd as that sounds. “Let’s see if I can keep
that plug from slipping out” my master said as he rustled through his bag
of toys again. I remained bent over the bed, waiting for whatever harness
or device he had to keep the plug nestled in my ass.

He stepped back
behind me, pulled my panties down, and eased the slender plug out of my
hole. I felt him touch my greasy opening again with it but as soon as he
pushed a little, I knew something was different. The tip of what was now
pressing against my ass was blunt, and big. So this was his solution;
replace the small plug with a much bigger one. I tried to relax as he kept
forcing the much bigger tip into me.