"Relax, Katherine."
I tried, remembering what he'd said the last time he used it. I took in a deep breath and tried to relax, blowing out the air and soon, the plug slipped inside of me, past my resistance. It felt larger than the one he used before.
Once more, I felt his thumb stroke my clit, and he slipped the dildo inside an inch or so. I tried to focus on the good sensations. In truth, the plug and dildo soon became one form of pressure and I focused on how good it all felt.
When I thought my orgasm would start, I tried to speak and he pulled back again, leaving me gasping. Then, he removed both toys and I felt immediately empty, the pleasant stretch of the two objects gone. He rose up and then he unclasped the cuffs on my ankles and wrists and turned me over so that I knelt on the edge of the bed with him behind me. His fingers were wet and slippery with lubricant and he once more teased my anus and slipped a finger inside. I tensed, inhaling deeply.
"Shh, Katherine," he whispered, his finger stopped inside me. When he tried to insert two fingers, I gasped.
"Master, I—" but he leaned down and kissed my shoulder, his fingers both now inside of me, slipping painlessly past my resistance, moving slowly in a circle as if trying to loosen me. We remained in that position for a moment, and soon I relaxed but in truth, my heart was beating faster. When he began teasing my clit with his thumb, the pleasure overcame the fear I had and I couldn't help but respond, my breathing increasing as well.
Finally, his fingers withdrew and the tip of his erection pressed there instead. I squeezed my eyes shut and bit my lip, waiting for the pain I remembered from before with Kurt. I felt my flesh widen, felt the slickness of the tip press inside, and it felt like intense pressure, but there was no pain. He bent over me a bit, one hand slipping under me to tease my clit while he continued to press his cock inside of me.
"Relax, Katherine," he said, his voice warm and soothing. I felt more cool wetness against me and he slipped his cock inside a bit more, meeting my resistance. "Exhale. Blow out your breath."
I did and then he was inside me a bit deeper. The pressure felt intense, and a burning began deep inside me, bordering on pain but nothing like when Kurt tried. I wanted so much to do this, for it to work, for me to like it. I tried to relax totally, to let my muscles slacken so he could enter me.
"It's too much…"
He pulled back a bit, the pressure lessening, the burning milder, but he didn't withdraw completely. More wetness, more pressure, but in truth, my lip hurt more from biting it than what he was doing to me.
"Drake, please, I don't want this. I don't know if I can do this," I said, gasping when the pressure grew even more intense.
"You already have," he replied, his voice thick with pleasure.
I frowned. "You're inside of me?"
"Yes," he said, his voice tight. "All of me."
We remained in that position for several long moments, him leaning over me, one hand holding himself up, the other hand around me and between my thighs, his fingers slowly stroking my clit, his cock filling me completely. He didn't move inside of me, but he remained in position. I didn't know if I could come like that, but soon, the pleasure grew strong enough to overcome the sensation of him stretching me so wide and I pressed against his fingers.
"Good girl," he whispered. "So good…"
The knowledge he was completely inside of me, that I'd survived his size without pain the way it had felt with Kurt, made me almost euphoric. I could do this. I could bear it. The way I felt, with his fingers sliding against my clit, his length inside of me, I thought I might be able to orgasm. He began to move very slowly and it didn't hurt. Soon, as pleasure built inside of me, I began to move against his fingers as he thrust inside of me.
"Oh, God, you feel so good, so tight," he said, groaning, his lips at my shoulder and the sound of need in his voice made me even more aroused. "Tell me when you're going to come," he said, his voice shaky. With his relentless fingers on my clit, with his hardness inside of me, with my thighs tensed as I thrust with him, it took little time for my pleasure to build. The intense pressure, combined with his fingers on my clit drove me go over the edge and my orgasm began, shocking me with its intensity, overcoming me like a wave. Stabs of pleasure spread out from my groin and down my legs and into my chest as I came.
"Oh, God…" I gasped, and then he began thrusting more rapidly, pushing me over, my whole body shuddering as I came, blinded by pleasure. I heard a sound like someone moaning, and realized it was me, oh, ohhh, ohhh.
When I was completely spent, he stopped thrusting and we remained motionless. He leaned down and kissed my shoulder then my mouth. I felt as if I were drifting in some other dimension, time not passing. Only this pure pleasure and sensation – his body in mine, his body on mine, skin against skin, his mouth on mine.