Free At Her Command (Fantasy Heights) by Meg Silver Page B

the lube on her fingers and this time inserted two inside of him. The twisting and pumping was harder now, his body more resistant, but he writhed and moaned, helpless but inviting more. And he stayed relaxed, telling her it was time to introduce the next step.
    In a chest next to the throne she found a butt plug with a thick leather-fringe tail. This he would wear for a time to stretch him more thoroughly. She lubed up the black plastic plug, but did not immediately insert it. She rubbed his back first in gentle warning. Playacting or not, this could be quite painful for him since he didn’t frequently practice anal play.
    She pressed the tip against him. “Do you yield, my captain?”
    “No. God, no. Never. I will not yield.”
    She suppressed a smile and began to push, gently, slowly, until the tip of the plug disappeared inside the tight rim of flesh. He could do nothing to stop her, restrained as he was, and she took some time in rotating the plug, teasing him, twisting and pumping again before drawing things closer to the next step. She applied direct pressure, and felt him relax against the plug. Finally it slipped all the way in, the rim of plastic inside his sphincter and the broad base right up against buttocks. The tail hung down, and she took some time just to look, enjoying a moment of high-octane arousal.
    While his body adjusted to the plug, she had time to give him a show. She beckoned one of the guards forward. The young woman knew just what to do, releasing the corset so that Amanda would be nude save for the boots. Then a ravenous mouth went after her exposed nipples. The second guard stepped up behind her, reaching directly for Amanda’s cunt, sinking into the wetness there and stimulating her almost more than she could stand.
    Neil, her client, watched every movement, his eyes greedy, his breathing heavier and more erratic than ever before. It grew even more labored as the guard produced the strap-on harness. The toy gear had two dildos attached, one for the wearer, one for the partner. Amanda lifted a leg to allow the girl to insert the wearer dildo into her pussy. The penetration almost drove her to orgasm. She breathed it under control while the girl wrapped the harness into place and tightened the straps, leaving her with a very thick orange dildo standing out before her.
    She watched Neil’s penis bob with delicious tension and she knew their time was drawing short. Still, she prolonged the show a bit longer, shaking off her guards and taking the lube to the strap-on penis, stroking the clear gel onto the shaft and stroking it long and hard.
    Her captive groaned and shuddered, and she knew it was time. Her own nerves were jittery now. She had never done this before and she was secretly quite afraid that she might hurt him. Thomas had coached her, advising that she go slowly and just as with the plug, take her cues from Neil. She would take him a bit at a time, judging when to proceed by how quickly and willingly he relaxed against the intrusion. If nothing else, there was always their chosen safe word, ‘emerald,’ that obligated her to stop immediately.
    The guards helped to manipulate the frame. They shifted supports around, parting Neil's legs and tilting him at a sharper angle. Amanda was able to stand between his legs and comfortably position herself. When she removed the plug, he growled again. She placed the plug on a receiving table and pressed the tip of the strap-on against him.
    Just to be sure, she asked him one last time. “Do you yield?”
    Even more defiant, though his voice shook with excitement, he gave her the go-ahead. “I will not yield to you, Highness. You take me by force.”
    Her pussy tightened around the dildo filling her while she pressed the tip of the other between his legs. The lube-slickened shaft was thick but flexible. She grasped it firmly, holding it in position, and held her breath, captivated, as the tip slipped into his anus.
    He exhaled a moaning breath