Page 147 of Black Light: Cured

Once they’re how he wants them, he pulls back and unzips his pants. Elation fills my core as he

opens the condom packet and tosses the foil into my field of vision.

“Please,” I croak out. “Just fuck me bare. I’m fine with it. I just want to feel you skin to skin.”

“Ahhh, my beautiful, little temptress,” he breathes as he slips a finger deep inside. “I would love

nothing more than to do that, but we negotiated for me to wear a condom. I’m not going to take

advantage of you while you’re high in subspace. What I am going to do, however, is something I’ve

threatened since we first started playing. I’m going to fuck that tight little asshole of yours. You’ve

been training with the buttplugs, yes?”

Heat floods my face as I try to bury it in my hands. “Yes, sir,” I manage to squeak.

“Good girl. What I need you to do is breathe and let the vibrator do its job. I’m going to go

slowly, but—” His voice cracks for a moment. “I need you to do this for me. Can you be my good

girl? Can you let your master take your ass?”

“Yes, Master,” I moan, wiggling my hips in a desperate plea to be filled somehow, someway.

He pulls out his finger and spreads my cheeks, and for a moment, the world goes white. Normally,

when he plays with my ass, he starts off with a finger, maybe two. This time, it feels much bigger,

possibly three? There’s a bite of pain as he stretches me wide, but it soon eases into pleasure.

After pumping for several moments, he pulls out, and goes back, this time stretching me even

wider. Thankfully, I wasn’t lying. If I didn’t use the plugs, how much worse would this be? He

alternates thrusting and teasing me, pulling the vibrator away to use his other hand.

“I can’t do this. Not like this.” He eases his fingers out, leaving me confused and bereft as he goes

to wash his hands.

Soon, he’s back and tugs at the needles, sliding them out of my skin, before putting bandages on

each spot. He drops the soiled needles into the red biohazard container and comes back to the table.

“When I fuck your ass, I want you to look at me. Now turn over onto your back.”

I let out the breath I’ve been holding in a woosh of air. Things have felt just a touch off tonight, so

I’m glad he still wants to do this. With tender hands, he helps me ease onto my back until he’s looming

above me. The blunt tip of his cock prods at my entrance, and all I can think about is him taking my

last virginal hole.

I never cared about saving it for anyone, but for some reason, it feels right that it’s Master Aiden.

He hands me my vibrator and turns it on before bringing my hand down to my clit. Once the buzzing