One Day Left

The other two gripped my shoulders. Keeping me utterly still.

“Don’t move.” Vanquish warned. “It’s Hunter’s turn.”

But I tossed my shoulders, fighting their wrenching grip.

I heard Hunter spit and was terrified. Then I felt something probing between my buttocks. Something cold and hard.

Not a cock. Not the bit of warm flesh I’d had in my mouth more than once.

This was something different.

Something even more unrelenting.

“Stop! What is that!” I arched up. Afraid of what I didn’t know.

“It’s to help you.” Hunter said.

“Calm down.” Vanquish added. His voice somehow strangely soothing.

I felt him lodge it firmly inside me. Stretching parts of me very unaccustomed to something residing in. My ass parted and made a path for the bit of hard plastic to fill my channel.

“Ouch.” I arched backward.

“Leave it in and we’ll take it out tomorrow.” Vanquish promised.

“It’ll help a lot with what Racer is going to do to you.” Hunter said. Tossing that one a look.