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“I need you to put it inside me, please, Daddy.”

Parker lifted out the butt plug with the purple rhinestone on the end.

“Please?” I clasped my hands in front of me and gave him my puppy eye gaze.

“You want to wear this for Daddy tonight? All through dinner and the train ride?”

I nodded.

“With an already sore bottom?”

“Yes, Daddy.”

“On the bed and on your stomach. Now.”

I jumped on the bed, grabbing a pillow and putting it under my hips. My cock was instantly hard.

“Spread your legs and wait for me. Don’t move an inch.”

I heard a drawer open by the head of the bed. Soon, I felt and heard Parker standing behind where my feet were off the edge of the mattress.

“Scoot toward me, Kit,” he said.

Hands touched my ass.

“Still nice and pink,” Parker said.

I smiled into the bedcovers.

Fingers traced from my balls to my ass crease. Then both of Parker’s hands were on me, spreading me.

We’d come close to ass play with the spanking but had never really done it.

As one of Parker’s hands held me open, I heard the click of a lid, then the cold touch of lube spilling between my cheeks. Soon, a deft finger traced the slippery substance around my hole, rubbing it into my skin. After half a minute of that, a fingertip pushed inside.

Slowly, Parker loosened me up. More lube spilled onto my hole, and he pressed it inside. The finger slowly went deeper, probing, massaging. All of a sudden, there were two fingers.

I moaned and wagged my ass.

“On your knees, baby boy. Stick out your ass for Daddy.”

I got into a crouched position and lifted my ass.

More fingers touched me all around my hole. Something cool and hard pressed the center, then pushed harder and harder.

My hole, slippery and loose now, opened right up to it. The head of the plug surged past my rim. The smooth object slid the rest of the way inside me until I felt the hilt stop it.

“Stay still, baby boy. Not done yet.”

“Daddy, how does it look?”

“Stunning.”

I warmed all over.

A towel rubbed all over my ass, cleaning me up. When the towel went away, I started to move.

“No moving yet. Let Daddy admire you.”