He gazed back, mouth open, eyes half closed. He pushed further; drawing another gasp, then gently began to sink in.“Haaaaaa,” Camilla groaned hoar...sely. A thrill electrified her as she felt him opening her. It couldn’t be happening. Was he really going to do it?She need to stop him, but she felt frozen. He pulled back slightly and pressed in again, a little deeper. It didn’t hurt, exactly. It was just a stretching, a filling sensation, like with her boyfriend’s fingers but more so, and it was so. . You can't stay a virgin forever..." I began smearing surgical lube onto the nozzle and them some on her anus, working it deep into her anal canal. I removed my finger and pressed the nozzle's tip to her slightly spread orifice. It slid in easily and I turned it downward before pushing it in all the way, making sure the inflation collar was well past her sphincter. "I'm going to inflate the collar," I said and depressed the plunger on the syringe. Cindy's eyes popped. "How does that feel?" Big. He did something to one of the boxes and suddenly it began togrow till it was as big as a phone booth. He grabbed her by the hairas he touched one side of the box and suddenly a door opened in theside. Nearly tearing her hair out he tossed her into box and told her topush the button on the inside. Fearing his anger she did as he saidand found when the door opened a few seconds later that she hadchanged. She looked like the Americano woman, Madonna. Her hair wasno longer a raven color but. I slapped your left cheek, then your right one. They were not gentle slaps, they were hard enough to hurt a little, and to make your skin bright pink.Fucking you from behind, your fingers working your clit, I continued to slap you like that, and you continued to get closer and closer to the edge of cumming, each slap a little bit of pain that enhanced the pleasure of our fucking.“You like it when I slap you hard?” I asked, my own arousal extreme and my own orgasm not that far away, yet.