As for the anal f*****g itself, only very gradually did she become somewhat accustomed to it. She no longer worried that he would rend her apart or injure her. It slowly became less painful as her rectum learned to accommodate the intrusion. Was it all in her mind or had the passage itself become wider with exercise? She was reminded of a pornographic novel in which a slave was trained for anal use by being forced to wear ever larger dildos. That was what Blaine’s c**k seemed like to her, a gigantic dildo. At least Alex would be pleased. “I’ve got a present for you, sir,” she would tell him. “My asshole has become larger. Now you can f**k me there all you want!”
Then one day everything changed. It was a Saturday afternoon in late August. She was in her room lying in bed reading when he op
