Chapter 142: Ass Douching

Chapter 142: Ass Douching

Camilla

"Fine, if you want to be useful then do me a favor and don't let the house burn down." Adriano said and my mouth parted in disbelief as he shot me a wink, soon turning away from me to go upstairs for some unspoken reason.

He was leaving? I wasn't even able to protest before I was left alone in the kitchen, food both on top and inside of the oven.

"No promises." I mumbled under my breath at his exit, looping around the counter and willing my stomach to stop growling at the delicious smell of the food.

Don't burn down the house, I mentally scoffed at myself, moving to where the cutting boards were and grabbing the handle of a knife with the intent to finish what he thinks I can't do.

"I don't think so, princess." His voice sounded from the stairs before I could even lift the blade, my hips twisting to look at him.

Whatever he grabbed was now hidden behind his back, his hurry to get back down here almost insulting.

"If you would like some cooking lesson one day, all you have to do is ask. But right now what I am more curious about is if you did as I asked?"

His question had me loosening my grip entirely from the knife, my face growing very likely dark red at what he was hinting at. And no, it was not the whole don't let the house burn down command.

"Mhmm," I simply hummed, not making eye contact as I stepped away from the cutting boards.

Even though the lovely text I received this morning mentally prepared me for what we were going to be doing tonight, anal douching was something I don't ever want to discuss with anybody. But I was excited and embarrassed like no other.

"It is nothing to be shy about." He said, continuing to walk towards me as though he hadn't just asked an extremely humiliating, yet valid thing.

"You try cleaning out your ass, Adriano and tell me just how enthusiastic you are to talk about it." I said teasingly, though I was entirely serious about it too.

He only let out a low chuckle, taking that moment to reveal what he had been hiding or rather his purpose for going upstairs.

"No," I instantly shook my head and I imagine my eyes are practically out of their sockets right now.

"No," I mumbled again for good measure.

My response seemed to be the only one he was hoping for as an amusement clearly showed on his features.

"How do you expect me to fuck you tonight if you can't take a small plug?" He challenges, smiling than he now has me backed up to the counter with nowhere to run.

"That is not fucking small plug." I said, remembering his dick is twice the size of the plug.

"Did you really think I asked you to clean up just for fun?"

I gave him a blank stare, fun? He couldn't be serious. I practically had to beg him to let me do as he calls it 'clean up' on my own and although it took me a while to figure out that douching is something I am not a fan of.

"Well that was before you brought down that thing and a bottle of lube."

He was trying not to laugh at me, but I was overthinking this now.

"First mistake, that thing is called a butt plug and second mistake….." he began, a very clear change beginning to happen in his eye.

"Turn around." He said.

"Maybe you should check on the dinner instead?" I suggested, delaying what I already know is going to happen.

My body tensed in awareness as he steps closer to my body, my head being forced to incline just so I could meet his eyes.

"Trust me when I say this is going to feel good, princess." He said, leaning down until his mouth was right next to my ear and his lips just briefly touched.

"And I have been waiting to claim this untouched ass of yours since you first signed your name on our contract."

What he was really saying was that I needed to trust him and that I better turn around before I get a punishment on top of the anal toy. Taking a deep breath, I meet his eyes one last time before turning to the clean section of the countertop, obliging the hand on my back that instantly pushes my front down.

The tight material of my dark red red shirt barely shifted at the action but the same couldn't be said for my turn coloured mid-thigh skirt. Goosebumps formed on my legs as I felt him run his hands slowly up and down the backs of my thighs, working me up in a way that brought me comfort just as much as it did fear.

"So pretty." He murmured so quietly I barely caught it.

Keeping my legs tight together, I closed my eyes as the back of my skirt was bunched up to my waist, both of his hands fondling the curves of my ass. I wasn't exactly sure where the plug was now that he was touching me but I was too nervous to look at myself.

"There is no difference from before." He reassured, his fingers moving to teasingly work along the edge of my underwear and stroke the skin he knows is most sensitive.

"We will go slow but I can assure you it is not as big as it looks."

Well, I have to disagree on that but I was no longer fighting him as he slowly slid the simple fabric down my legs until it pooled at my feet. My heart was racing as I stepped out of my skirt, annoyed at the already tightly forming knot working its way deep into my core. And all it took were a mere few touches.

"Stay just like that." He said, planting a kiss to my ass before I felt his body rising.

The breeze from his movement had cold air brushing against my clit, my hips shifting in need, yet terrified of what was going to fulfill it. Turning my head to the side, I remained bent over the counter while I watched him first flip the burger over and then proceed to thoroughly wash his hand in the sink while watching me.

His focus never left my body and with my eyes now open, I could see that the toy and bottle of lube had been right next to me this entire time. Drying his hands, it wasn't long before he was back at my side, though he knocked the breath from me in an instant when he swiftly slipped two fingers inside my core at the same time.

My wrist mostly covered my moans, but there was no mistaking the satisfied smile on his face.

"Seems to me like you like this idea, Camilla." He said, continuously drawing his fingers in and out of me with no resistance.

"A lot, actually." He added.

"Shut up." I grumbled but that only earned me my head being yanked back and forcing me to meet a dark gaze.

"You seemed to have forgotten your place with me." He tuts, beginning to curl his fingers as intense pleasure awkward deep inside me.

"Let me remind you."

The fullness was gone within not more than a second, my head being let go of only so he could spank me hard.

"Fuck!" I cursed as my hips kept me in place but offered no aid in the stinging burn of his palm.

Again, his hand met my ass and this time on the other side of my ass.

"You have been getting too comfortable, so let's get you back on that edge, shall we?"

I gasped as his middle finger rubbed against my other entrance but before I could comprehend the wetness was from my arousal, he pushed easily past the tight hole. I couldn't even make a noise this time, my hands clasped into tight fists as he simply remained still, the cold edge of one of his rings just slightly brushing against the rim of my ass.

We stayed like that for a short moment but then I heard the opening of a cap followed by the cold wet feeling of lubricant being poured into his fingers.

"If I had known this was all it too to show you your place, I would have done this a long time ago." He smiled, pulling out and instantly moving to add another finger into me.

"Daddy," I whimpered, my clit genuinely throbbing from these still relatively new sensations.

But he never stopped, never giving me any break and never letting move away from his unrelenting touch. I was helpless beneath him with every delicious stroke of his fingers, every shiver and hitched breath only seeming to please him more.

"Please," the beg fell from my mouth before I could even stop myself, squirming against the restraint of his hands.

"Oh?" He said, his lips no doubt quivering into a smile.

"I thought you were so sure of yourself only a minute ago that you wouldn't like this."

Well,I was wrong and I was about to admit that to him but I kept my cool. I don't want him to know how desperate I was and how much I am liking this.
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