“Pet? Where are you?”

She was startled when he started the conversation with that name. He had surprised her with scenes before, always carefully worked out beforehand. He knew she loved the thrill and willingly gave him her day and body. She complained that she felt directionless between projects as they got ready that morning. She had given up her career to care for their extended family; she had a very pointed direction, but it was all for building up others. Not herself. When she decided, she asked him to “take her in hand” more to help her physically connect with him and allow her to give over and simply take; when her entire life was giving, taking felt so good for her.

“I’m here.” She looked around at the stacks of laundry and added, “Sir,” signaling in her understanding of his ask. “Surrounded by laundry. It’s closing in a bit.”

“That’s what I thought. Today is going to be an interesting day for you, pet. I have a meeting until 11:00 today. Since it’s now 10, that’s unfortunate for you, but I’m sure you’ll do fine. Take out the new toy I bought you.” A sharp intake of breath met him from the other end of the phone. He had just bought her an anal hook with a ball bigger than anything in their collection. Last week, Dom had teased her with it by placing it on her bedside table for a few nights. It was an absolute monster. Not a gradual stretch like a plug.”

No need to make it too easy for her; after all, she liked a challenge.

It was an inch and a half in diameter, and Dom looked forward to how it would distend her ring as he pushed and pulled it. Oh, and her face when that thing finally pierced her would be so beautiful it was making him hard right now just thinking of it. The hook didn’t make her looser, per se, but it made her accustomed to sudden expansions and contractions of her tight tunnel. The initial stretching of her tight sphincter usually made it so his dick had an easier time penetrating her. For his plans tonight, It was going to be essential to have her relaxed and eager to have her ass fucked. Anal orgasms were deep for her, and she would accomplish all his goals for the day. But she needed more than that. He smiled as he thought of her writhing beneath him, begging with those sweet brown eyes to fuck her intensely in the ass. It was going to be a good day.

He told her what he needed from her to prepare for their session. She agreed with a simple “Yes, Sir.” Smiling, she went to the patio and sat down.

“The first thing you will do is leave the laundry, sit down, and drink a lovely herbal tea. I want you to be pliant and happy for what comes next. I’m going to give you ten minutes to accomplish this task. The next task will require pictures, so take your phone with you. I will text you the next task.

She sat in her chair and giggled when she found a neatly placed cup, saucer, and tea set. There was a small card with a single heart on it. She poured a cup and thought about the ache between her legs. Her sex was almost painful, with pulses of blood as her lips and clit engorged with the thoughts of what was to come. She tentatively reached between her legs and palmed her sex through her panties, applying delicious pressure to her mound. He usually didn’t like for her to play with herself without permission (well, truth be told, that was her kink that he had adopted for her). Still, she had been spanked under that premise many times and thought twice before spreading her fingers and capturing her clit between them.

As soon as she did, her phone buzzed, sending a jolt through her from beneath her thigh where it was trapped.

“I hope you are not touching yourself, my sweet one. But since I think I know you better than that, I want you to know that you can touch as much as you like, but you may only orgasm on the rail, and if you choose that, you must send me the video. I will know if you cheat, love. But I also know you want to be my good girl and keep yourself together for another ninety minutes. Now, be my good girl and execute your next task.”

Looking at the back of the patio, she shivered. They had a railing on their back porch where Dom had made a particular area for her. Pulling back her hand reluctantly, she went to get the supplies for her next task.

He had told her to cleanse herself and prepare her body for him. That meant a bath with the salts he bought and thoroughly cleansing her bottom so he could play without issues. Moving through the enema process as quickly as possible, she felt the solution drain into her colon as she pressed her breasts to the floor and pushed her ass into the air. She had to stay like that with the liquid inside of her for several minutes if she wanted a deep cleanse. This was one of the more challenging parts for her. With the water in her, her ass felt so complete. Closing her eyes and reaching between her legs, she rolled her swollen clit between her fingers. As her muscles tightened in response, she felt the weather more acutely. He had said she could play. It felt so good. She decided she would set her timer for three minutes and enjoy herself. Rubbing the little nub back and forth, waves of pleasure moved through her body. Her mind, unable not think about how stuffed her ass was, focused on the pressure building deep inside of her.

As the waves kept coming, she used her other hand to pinch her nipple and send a delightful shock through the center of her being. Clenching around, nothing but water, she could feel the pull of her orgasm coming. She wanted to give in badly, but the thoughts of the rail were always in the back of her mind. Would she disobey him, enjoy this buzz, and bring herself to climax without him? Before she could decide, her phone buzzed with a message.

“Right now, pet, you should have filled yourself and are probably fighting not to cum. It’s okay, little one, know you love your ass filled. Now, you can do this and be good for me.

I’m going to allow you to orgasm. But it would help if you were on the back porch on your fence for it.

Dom had constructed the wooden fencing so that it was precisely the width to fit her spread pussy lips over. The height of the fence had also been measured to ensure that only her toes touched when she sat astride it. When angled correctly, this meant that her entire weight would rest on her clit. The pressure was intense; it was her favorite of his homemade toys.

Dom had attached a hook to one end where he would first tie her hands. After that, he would usually get a nice glass of wine and watch her as she was forced to hump herself on the rail in the backyard to get off.

The wood where he placed her was worn smooth from her time there. Occasionally, he would mount a small brush to one end and make her hump herself on that. The bristles were always soft and felt especially rough if he had sensitized her by making her ride the rail (as he liked to call it) first.

Sometimes, he would get some whiskey, roll a die, and sip while she was forced to cum on the prickly brush until she achieved the number of orgasms prescribed by luck.

Whenever Rosie lowered herself onto the rail, Dom would inspect to make sure that her clit was directly against whatever surface he had deemed appropriate for her time there. Once he had confirmed she was in position, she could start moving.

For Rosie, it felt good at first. Then, as she rubbed herself with the brush, her sore and tender clit became a flame, and she would cum hard enough to drip down from where she was partially suspended.

Dom appeared with the hook and a bottle of lube in one hand. He looked at her directly as he tipped the lube over the gigantic steel orb. “I can’t wait to hear you squeal as this is finally pushed past your tight little ring. Now. Please don’t make me wait. Lean your body over so that your sternum is resting on the rail.

She did as she was told. Soon enough, she felt the cold, wet ooze of the lube as he used his fingers to open her hole and push the lube up inside her narrow crevice.

Before long, he was pushing the cold steel shere against her sphincter. When she found herself fighting its intrusion, Dom would remind her to breathe and relax and open herself to him. This ball was large, yes, but she could accommodate it, and it would put so much pressure on her g-spot that she would cum like old faithful.

Rosie felt herself gripping the rail harder as Dom stopped twisting the device and instead applied pressure to get the giant ball past her ring.

“Breathe, girl. You. can do this.” Dom thought better and stopped his application of pressure. He then moved to her front and began kissing Rosie tenderly and passionately. “I know you can do this. Let me help you want this intrusion.”

Dom used the moment to cup her breasts and begin to rub her nipples. Soon she was swooning with desire as her pussy responded by leaking profusely down her leg.

Dom saw the effects of his attention and moved back behind her to complete the insertion of the anal hook. With two more firm shoves, he felt her narrow ring give way and accommodate the massive toy.

Rosie gasped, but then she began to moan and swing her hips, using the rail to make contact with her clit.

Dom made sure that the rope to the anal hook was taught with the D ring on the collar he had placed around her neck. Once that was done, he returned to enjoy the venue he had created with his beautiful Rosie.

She was utterly naked. Bound to the post with her legs straddling the rail. He had made sure to part her pussy lips so that her clit was directly against the felt pad he had attached there. It was a softer choice than the brush, and Dom knew it might frustrate her with its lack of textured surface. Dom thought that it might be fun to watch her work up a sweat while she humped.

As he watched, he saw that Rosie could contain herself no more. She wantonly swung her hips back and forth, trying to get some friction to her clit. Her ass was so filled that the ball was pressing a direction on her g-spot from the other side. Her soul felt twisted in maddening waves. Rosie’s entire mind was focused on the object in her ass and the building desire to orgasm as hard as she could.

Dom took up another glass of wine and kissed his bride. She was so beautiful, prostrate like that in front of him. She would give him the show he richly deserved after his week.

Reaching into his pockets, he took out a pair of nipple clamps that were decorated with crystals so that they hung down to almost her belly button.

Pulling her up by her hair, he lifted her torso enough to attach the weighted clamps to each of her nipples and then watched them drop as he released them to pull her breasts down towards the floor with their weight.

Holding her chin and looking into her shocked and grateful eyes, he spoke softly. “Is that what you needed, my rose? That little extra grit to make that clit of yours come alive.”

He tipped her head back so that she was looking at him once again as she gasped and moaned and writhed beneath him.

“Master…master…may I cum?”

“He pulled her into a deep kiss…yes, my love. You may cum…now.”

Rosie took a deep breath and let out a scream of exhilaration as she pressed the entirety of her weight down her clit. The extra sensation helped push her over the edge. Rosie’s bound body began to jerk and vibrate as the orgasm worked its way from her torso through her limbs. Dom made sure to kiss her through her entire orgasm until she was just a quivering and occasionally rutting mess.

When her ragged breaths finally calmed, they removed the anal hook and gently cleaned her before placing her in bed and leaning in for one final kiss.

“I love you, my Rose.”

A sated Rosie mumbled more than spoke back her words of joy. “I love you, my Dom. Thank you.”