Holy s**t, I am going to split wide open. Then he stops, leaving it halfway in, and steps back. Wham, he smacks my butt, Wham; he slaps my p***y, causing me to bend over and almost c*m. Peter moves forward and pushes the butt plug in the rest of the way. Now, I want to s**t.
Peter turns me around to face him. “The butt plug teaches self-control between now and the time I designate as your release time. The butt plug stays in your ass. If it comes out by accident, you must reinsert it yourself. Do you understand?”
“Yes sir,” I said.
“You will remain naked until your time to get ready for tonight. If someone comes, answer the door.”
I think about tonight. Peter said, “playtime afterward.” What does that mean? My p***y ran. Juices flowed. What am I wearing tonight? I go to the closet when
