Free Safeword: Matte - In Training by Candace Blevins Page A

depending on me to tell you when you've gone far enough you
may push farther than you should.”
    Sam lubed the monstrosity well before
pulling the anal ring and immediately impaling herself on the tip.
She sat slowly, her thigh muscles holding her weight as she
squatted lower, and lower. When the stretch threatened to burn she
stopped. “I think that's it, Sir.”
    Ethan took his time walking to her, leaning
over, and looking at the ruler on the plug. He stood and walked to
the nightstand to retrieve his smartphone without commenting, and
Sam bit her bottom lip to keep from asking how far she’d managed.
She wasn't sure if she could get up or not, but her thighs and ass
were both protesting, and she rose slowly in the hopes he'd stop
her if he wanted her to stay put.
    No longer able to take not knowing, she
asked, “How did I do, Sir?”
    He looked up quickly before returning his
attention to his phone. “Go ahead and stand up while I punch it
into the spreadsheet.” He only took a few seconds before he looked
back up with a smile. “You made it far enough to avoid
consequences, and I’m pleased with your progress. I’ll insert a
regular plug slightly larger than the ring you used this week, and
hopefully by tomorrow you'll be ready for the next size stretching
ring.”
    Ethan kept her on the edge of an orgasm as
he worked the plug in, never actually hurting her but venturing
into extreme discomfort several times before the plug finally
seated. Sam tried to concentrate on her breathing to stay relaxed,
but the plug was huge inside of her, and she didn’t manage very
well.
    He used rope to make a harness to secure it,
and Sam breathed a sigh of relief when she could at least not have
to worry about holding it in.
    “Let's go to the dining room.”
    The plug shifted uncomfortably with each
step, holding her wide open, and she concentrated on relaxing the
strained muscles surrounding it as she walked.
    Ethan pulled two of her upholstered armless
dining room chairs away from the table and situated them side by
side and about ten inches apart. He considered them a few seconds
before retrieving two more and lining them up as well.
    “I’d like you to do the splits on the
chairs, with your pussy over the open spot in the center,
please.”
    Sam only hesitated a moment before moving to
do as instructed. She lifted her leg and reached for a chair back
for support, but he used his softest voice to say, “Facing me,
please.” Sam’s insides ignited at his tone of voice, and a quick
glance verified her suspicion — he was rock hard, and she was in
for an eventful evening.
    Once she was in position he used rope to
bind her legs to the chair seats, and her arms straight out to the
side, secured to the chair backs. She was doubly glad he’d roped
the plug in, because she was sure she wouldn’t have been able to
hold it in, stretched out like this.
    Ethan placed the bag of metal clothespins on
the chair in front of one of her legs, and a bowl of marbles in
front of the other leg.
    “We’ll do your strength exercises in two
parts this weekend.” His hand moved towards her pussy and he
crammed two fingers into her with no soft caresses or warning.
    “Nice and wet.” His deep
voice caressed her skin as the basso
profundo vibrations drifted towards and
around her. He removed his fingers without ceremony, picked up a
handful of marbles, and methodically began poking them into
her.
    Sam’s pussy spasmed as the glass orbs were
quickly pressed into her, and she tried to hold her entrance closed
to keep them from falling out as more and more were packed
inside.
    Her rectal muscles began to spasm around the
giant plug as she tensed her anus along with her pussy muscles, and
she soon discovered it was nearly impossible to relax around the
plug and still hold the marbles in.
    Ethan started the time on his cellphone,
counting up, and turned it away from her line of vision. He set
another chair in front of her and sat on it before