In Master's hand, there is a small ball attached to a string. As I gaze at it, curiosity sparks within me.
What is it?
“It’s a vibrating ball, and it will go inside you.” He whispers, pointing at my dripping-wet crotch, his words sending waves of arousal through me.
So he was talking about these toys. f**k! I can't believe I'm allowing him to take control, but the truth is, I have no choice, and there's a twisted pleasure in surrendering to his desires.
He suddenly gives me a long, lingering kiss and shoves the ball inside me, causing me to moan in his mouth. I yearn to run my hands through his hair, but I am restrained.
After breaking the kiss, he inquires, "How do you feel with the ball inside you, Alice?"
“A bit uncomfortable, Master.” I truly answer him, panting from the long pa
