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white, tapered butt plug. On the end was a sparkling opaque jewel, diamond-like.
    “This,” he said, “will make you feel like a virgin again.”
    “It will, Sir?”
    He nodded and tossed the bag to one side. Stepping up close, he held the plug between them. The dim light caught on the jewel and refracted the shadows over his face.
    “I’ve fucked your ass,” he said, spinning it in his fingers. “And your cunt. But I’ve never had both. And this way, with a plug in your butt, your pussy will be so damn tight. You’ll feel anxious and unsure if I’ll fit, like you did that first time.”
    Melody gulped. The plug was big. It would make her feel so full, and then with Ivor’s cock too…
    “Don’t look so worried, little one,” he said, hooking his thumb beneath her chin and tipping her face to his. “You know you can trust me. I won’t hurt you, I’ll make it good for you this first time of me claiming both of your holes.”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    He smiled. It was the dark, wicked smile she’d come to associate with the start of a seriously hot, edgy play session between them.
    A pulse of longing went through her. A shiver of desire snaked over her scalp. She tensed her internal muscles and clenched her butt cheeks, knowing that soon he would own them. He’d be driving in hard and fast and pushing her to one hell of an orgasm.
    He swiped his lips over hers. “Turn around.”
    “Yes, Sir.”
    She did as he’d asked and faced the end of the bed. It had a solid wooden frame, one Ivor liked to tie her to, spread-eagled, and she clung to the top rung.
    He flicked up her skirt, exposing her buttocks. “You’re going to have to relax. This is bigger than the other ones I’ve inserted into you. But it’s not any bigger than my cock so you can take it.”
    “Yes, Sir.” Her belly tensed, and she curled her toes into the carpet. Her anus quivered, anticipating his touch. She loved anal play. Having Sir come in her arse was always a treat, not least because he enjoyed it so much. His cries of delight, the coarse language, the thrust of his hips, told her it was one of his favourite ways to climax.
    She was grateful when he swiped his cool lube-covered finger down the cleft of her buttocks.
    A drip of dampness was preparing to trickle from her labia to her thigh. She shifted her hips from left to right and felt it begin its journey.
    “Keep still.” He gripped the left side of her waist, his hand bunching the material of her clothes.
    Fleetingly, it went through her mind that it was unusual for her to still be fully dressed at this point, then she recalled that it was the virginal white clothes that were yanking his chain this evening.
    He swiped over her anus, spreading the lube.
    She blew out a breath, hung her head low, and shut her eyes. She could do this.
    An echoing smack and a yelp drifted up the stairs. Then another and another, on and on it went, seeping through the house and floating in the air. Lottie was clearly having fun, as were the other doms. But it all seemed like a distant occurrence to Melody. Almost like a movie playing in the background.
    Sir was working her tightest hole, making sure it was soft and pliant with lubrication.
    She sighed into the moment. Her limbs were heavy and she was glad of the bed end to hold onto.
    He pushed one finger into her, slipping it knuckle deep.
    He groaned.
    She moaned.
    “Good girl, more, like that. You’re so ready for this, my little virgin.”
    “Yes, Sir. Please, more.”
    He added another finger, the stretch delicious and oh, so dark. He pumped in and out several times, as if testing the compliance of her anal muscles.
    “You’re ready,” he murmured.
    Melody could sense the excitement in his movements and in his tone. He was looking forward to this; having her ass stuffed full as he sank deep into her pussy.
    She whimpered. “I need you. I need to know what this will feel like.”
    “And soon you will.” He withdrew. Within a few seconds she