He penetrated me. His strong chest and abs pulled against my tied arms, twisting them painfully, but that just made the sensation of his erection within me more intense.

His arms encircled me, hands on my shoulders. He massaged my back and kissed it softly.

He whispered, "Joyce." "Come on."

I refused. I don't know why, but I felt that if I jumped from the precipice in front of me, I would change forever.  I was threatened by pleasure. I could only plead.

His one hand went down my back, bringing a tremor of longing. As he squeezed on the plug's base, the pressure in my ass increased.

I broke....