I’ll use them to guide James through his ordeal. He will not forget who is in control. Despite the possibility of distraction from the unbearable pain, if he does not follow direction, he will endure more.
I stand behind James and ‘knock’ on his back door with the tip of the ,man spreader,. I then reach around with each hand and carefully encase each n****e in an agitator. When I ever so gently pressure the agitators, James jumps in his harness.
“Open nicely for me, James.”
Yes, I have his attention. His rectum seems to swallow the hideous male appendage. The back pressure sends a wave of pleasure through my love pot, and the slow heavenly sodomy of my toy begins. We have hours of time. The only constraint is the endurance of my leg muscles, which I trust are up to the challenge.
