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move.” He sighed. “Again, it’s a conversation for
tomorrow, but one I’d like you to consider — what do I have to do
to gain your trust?”
     
    * * * *
     
    Sam finished her soup and decisively placed
her spoon beside the bowl. Ethan gave her spoon a pointed look
before lifting his gaze to hers. “Go upstairs and kneel on the
floor; get a cushion if you want. I’ll put the dishes in the
dishwasher and will be up shortly. I’ve lost my hard-on and you’re
going to use your mouth to get it back before we pick up where we
left off. If you have anything else to say, do so now, because as
soon as you step out of the kitchen your speech restriction begins
again.”
    Sam stood, walked to him, and leaned to kiss
his cheek and look him in the eye a few seconds before turning to
walk out the door.
    Remembering Ethan’s lectures on body
mechanics and posture, she settled on her knees and found the
proper balance with her spine. She wanted her posture to be
perfect, as she sat with her back to the door — knees spread, ass
on her feet, back arched, with breasts pushed out, grasping her
elbows behind her back. She wanted to show trust, and with his
martial arts training she knew offering her back to the door, so
he’d be facing it when he received his blowjob, would speak to
him.
    She heard him enter the room but didn’t turn
her head. His footsteps moved to his bag, but she held position. He
stepped behind her and a blindfold shut out the light.
    She tried to sense him, and thought she felt
him stepping in front of her, but she wasn’t sure.
    “Are you wet, Samantha darling?”
    Fingers touched her pussy lips around her
clit, squeezing it and igniting a small blaze inside. Sam wanted to
push her hips into his hand, but controlled herself. A finger slid
inside, and while she wasn’t exactly dry, she was far from wet. She
wanted to apologize, but speech wasn’t allowed.
    Fingers manipulated her left nipple, then
her right, coaxing both into hard little nubs.
    “I’m going to hurt these now, and the clamps
won’t come off until you get my dick rock hard. Prepare yourself
for pain, and let me hear your noises. Don’t hide from me.”
    The bite of the first clamp made her scream,
and it was all she could do to keep her hands on her elbows behind
her back. The second clamp was on before she’d become accustomed to
the pain of the first, and as she was screaming, a cock plunged
into her mouth.
    Ethan was semi-hard, and she went from
trying to escape the cock invading her mouth, to using her tongue
on it in desperation.
    She felt him growing in her mouth, and as
she gagged he pulled back and leaned forward, releasing both clamps
at once. They’d been on less than twenty-five seconds, and their
removal was a relief instead of even more pain.
    Fingers touched her pussy again, quickly
rubbed a path along her lips and dove inside. She was soaking wet
now and didn’t try to hold still as her hips moved up and towards
his fingers.
    “There’s my Samantha.” His hand grasped her
bicep. “Let’s get you into bed then.”
    He walked her to the bed and ordered her
into the same position she’d been before safewording. Sam felt
gloved fingers at her ass, working her open, and she desperately
wanted to reach down and play with herself. She grasped her ankles
firmly — she’d given herself to him, and it was important she
demonstrate her resolve.
    “Round your back a little for me, so your
asshole is aimed up, towards the ceiling.”
    Sam complied, and felt what she was sure was
the giant plug. It’d been around a foot tall, and just all around
impossibly huge. Sam relaxed as much as possible, and gasped as she
felt it breach her asshole.
    “You can use words for a few minutes. Tell
me how it feels, and what’s going through your head.”
    “It’s scary, even though I know you don’t
plan to try shoving the whole thing inside me; and, it’s heavy. Or,
I think it’s the weight of the plug I feel? Sir?”
    “Yes,