The crack of my butt was being lubricated and I had no doubt what he intended next. I’d never allowed that, not even with my long-gone ex-husband. N... matter how much wine I’d consumed, I wasn’t into anal."No, no,” I said automatically as Sam worked the ice cube into that most private and sensitive of places. But I sounded half-hearted and guessed he wouldn't stop. My ex had poked a finger in there and, truthfully, it had aroused me. Now, I thought, having a cock might be good if done gently. My. I shookmy arms, and heard a chain rattle. So there I was plugged, diapered,dressed in the sissiest of pink satin dresses, and pinned in place inthe back room of an adult book store. Suddenly, the story I hadbookmarked came back to me. Oh shit! I was getting the sametreatment! At that moment, my baby bonnet was taken off, and the gagwas pulled out of my mouth. Before I could even work my jaw around toease the stiffness, a large ring gag was inserted behind my teeth, andthe strap was. He was very similar and feminine looking in appearance. For some reason. I thought it was a woman. It didn't sink in until he came closer and I panicked. Had to go into the bathroom and throw up. I haven't barfed from drinking since college. Thought it was best to go home. I got an Uber and they dropped my off. At least know one was home I thought. After walking inside, I heard some in the kitchen.I crept around slowly because I knew no one was home and my wife was gone for the weekend. It was. Then all of a sudden things stopped and the boxes started closing themselves. I could not believe it. It was as if someone had taken over control of my machine. Again I got scared.Finally only one box was still remaining on my screen. It was a web cam picture of an empty bedroom. It was a girl’s bedroom with pink wallpaper, a canopy bed, and lots of stuffed animals. It was boring looking at an empty room but I couldn’t seem to help myself. I knew that if I closed it I would regret it.I decided.