“Little rebel,” he warned.
Sugar. Crap.
She let out a deep breath, dying of embarrassment as she reached back and parted her bottom cheeks.
“Good girl. That’s very pretty. I need to get you into this position more often.” He ran a cool, wet finger down over her asshole. He’d obviously put lube on his finger. He started to probe her back hole with his finger and she groaned. Fuck. Her clit throbbed. Who knew this could would be such a turn on?
Then his finger pressed inside her.
Oh. Oh!
He moved his finger back and forth. “Such a good girl, taking my finger in your bottom. That’s a good girl. Just relax. Well done, you’re doing so well.”
She loved when he called her a good girl. Better yet when he called her his girl.
She was his. He was hers.
It hit her sometimes, just how much her life had changed in a few short weeks. But like Jewel said, she could decide to embrace it or fight it.
She was going to embrace it.
His finger slid free of her bottom.
“Take in a nice, deep breath. That’s it, little one. Now breathe out as I push the plug inside.” She let her breath out as something firm and cool pushed against her back hole. “You can let go of your bottom now.”
She moved her hands back to the cushions of the sofa, grateful for the added support as he slowly and carefully pushed the plug inside her.
“My good girl. Doing just what Daddy requires from her. There it is, sitting nice and deep in your bottom. This one is slim; we’ll work you up to bigger ones.”
Holy shit.
He slipped an arm around her waist. “You can stand up now, baby girl.”
She stood and he pulled her back so she was leaning against him. Her head spun a little and she was grateful for the added support.
Duke kissed her neck. “That’s my brave girl. Well done. You took that beautifully.”
“I. . .I need to put my panties back on. How long do I have to wear it for?”
“Until I say otherwise and there’s no panties while you have the plug in.”
“What? Why?”
“Because I want to be able to raise my T-shirt up over your ass and inspect you whenever I like. Panties will just get in my way.”
Oh. Dear. Lord.
* * *
Two hours later, the plug had been taken from her ass. A process that turned her on as much as it had when it was placed inside her. He’d also made her sit and write out everything that she did well. That had taken her longer than she liked to admit. Now she was dressed and searching for her phone.
“What you looking for, little rebel?” Duke asked, watching her search through the living room.
“My phone. I can’t find it.”
“You don’t need it.”
“I do. Jewel was going to text me about going shopping this weekend.”