I look down at the pathetic little sissy trembling on my rug, dressed in nothing but a frilly pink apron and a pair of lace panties that are already soaked. “Get on your knees, you useless slut,” I bark, my voice cutting through the silence. He whimpers, scrambling into position, his ass shaking. I don’t give him a second to breathe before I jam a thick, silicone plug into his tight hole.
He lets out a strangled scream, his fingers clawing at the carpet. “Shut up! You’re a hole, nothing more,” I sneer, twisting the plug to stretch him open. I lean in close, my breath hot against his ear. “You think you’re ready for a real cock? You can’t even handle a piece of plastic.”
I reach for the first toy—a massive, vein-ridged dildo that looks far too large for his narrow frame. I slather it in lube and press the head against his puckered rim. With one brutal shove, I bury the first three inches. He gasps, his eyes rolling back. I don’t stop. I push harder, forcing the girth into him until the base slams against his cheeks. “Take it all, you little bitch. Open up and swallow every inch of this,” I command, pumping the toy in and out with violent, rhythmic thrusts that make his entire body shudder.





















