He couldn’t see but he could feel the cool glass as it forced its way slowly between his lips and inside his mouth, I pushed it in till he started to gag on it.

I pulled it in and out, telling him to suck it like a dik till he got it good and wet with his saliva.

I pulled the glass phallus out of his mouth and walked back around to the foot of the bed.

I held the butt-plug by its flared base and pushed it into his hole, lubed only by the spit from his mouth.

“Ahhh! Ahhh!” he cried out, his butt squirming, trying to push the foreign object out of his anus.

“Stop bucking boy or Master’s gonna really give you something to scream about!” I shouted.

He tried his best to stop moving but he couldn’t control the involuntary spasms and shaking of his legs as his body tried its best to absorb the shock of the internal invader.

I could see him bury his face deeper in the towel on the bed so that I wouldn’t hear him as he continued to scream as I worked the butt plug deeper into his ass.

To show him some mercy I pulled the butt plug out halfway and slathered it with lube, giving him a moment to regain his composure.

Then I began another assault, pushing it back in, making sure to push it in deep and slowly turn it form side to side, knowing that the wetness would ease his pain…alittle.

In time his inner walls relaxed and started to accept the glass intruder poking at his prostate.

His cries subsided and were replaced with moans of pleasure.

Time to up the ante.