Her orgasm brought out two different responses in me; the first was I realized just how amazing my girlfriend was and how much I loved her, and wonder...d what I did to deserve her. Then the Dom in me took over and I became angry. For those who haven't experience their sub disobeying it is hard to describe the type of anger I had; it wasn't blind rage, but it was more than irritated. No real harm could come from my Dom anger, she only had to say one word and it was all gone, but I still found. My ankles were pulled apart and a body wedged itself between my knees, I felt a solid warm rubbery hard knob move up and down my butt crack. It found my clinching tight anus and begin to probe at the opening. I cried out as loud as I could as the rigid tool pushed apart my outer anal sphincter muscle ring. The huge head popped into my anus and I screamed out in pain, I had no ideal that the bastard was just beginning to enter my butt. I tried awful hard to close my legs and push the invading. He is known as Evil Dong. You will learn why. My avatar was escorted to the salon. As always by gorgeous creatures who serve Mistress Tara. Today, I had Zac. He stood over 6 feet 5 inches, blue in complexion, chiseled good looks, and body that looked perfectly sculpted. Funny all that body and he had a small jimmy! Zac took me to the salon and this time had me beautified. My avatar looked like a mystical fire red fairy. “Follow me,” he said . “I must prepare you for him.” Zac took me. He was cute.Cute?"GET THOSE THOUGHTS OUT OF YOUR HEAD RIGHT NOW TILLY," I mentally scoldedmyself."Hi, I'm Carl," he said. "You must be Tilly." How did you guess?" I asked in mock shock."I dunno, just an educated guess," he said jokingly.He might have been young but he was good. We had started with englishliterature and we were reading To Kill a Mockingbird. Maybe it was easierto understand now that I could more easily sympathise with the charactersin it who faced bigotry every day. We were.