In Master's hand, there is a small ball attached to a string. As I gaze at it, curiosity sparks within me.

What is it?

“It’s a vibrating ball, and it will go inside you.” He whispers, pointing at my dripping-wet crotch, his words sending waves of arousal through me.

So he was talking about these toys. Fuck! I can't believe I'm allowing him to take control, but the truth is, I have no choice, and there's a twisted pleasure in surrendering to his desires.

He suddenly gives me a long, ...