Then in a blur of movement, I saw my master, in the mirror, stand up behind me and spit on his hand. Then I watched, hardly daring to breathe in antic...ipation as his arm moved in a circular motion behind me, obviously lubricating his manhood for the task ahead.And then… there it was, pressing determinedly against my sphincter, splitting it open decisively, like a pile being driven into a soft riverbed. My starfish gave only the slightest sign of resistance as the rim of his helmet pushed past. "I am torn. It could be a major step in finding common ground between the Grok and the Alliance." Yes, there is that, but I remember the emotion in your voice when you used to tell me about him," said the Princess."I cannot deny that I harbor feelings -- feelings which will make it difficult to live in the palace and each day see him share his life with another. Yet I am being given the opportunity to have his child which, despite everything else, will give each of us a common bond, one thing. Ass plugged.Nipples tied with strings.Collar on.As her owner had not specified the optional pig-tails, she would forgo such humiliation.In excited trepidation, bit by bit clothing shed soon to be replaced with the proper vestment.Cool lube contrasting with a momentary burn as the widest portion of the clear glass plug pressed past her tight anal ring.The hard surface pressing against her thin internal membrane with every movement.Deft fingers manipulating string into bows upon flesh.Her nipples. Itherefore slipped the butt plug back in, my cherry had already beenstretched and it went in so easily. I put on two nice and thick nighttime disposable nappies, cutting the plastic outer cover off the firstone to allow for greater absorption, and a pair of pink plastic pantswith elasticated waist and legs as added precaution against accidentalspillage. I carefully rolled on my white hold-up stockings again, and asheer baby-doll nightie, so light, so soft. After making myself a nighttime cup of.