Novel & Cerita Femboy Anal Training

It holds your torso perfectly, stumps forced wide apart, cunt and ass presented high and open. Thick vibrating dildos are locked deep inside both holes,. He leans over you stroking your hair sweetly almost lovingly. “Sleep well, my precious Cum Bunny. Tomorrow the real training begins. You’re going to take load after load until that naive little mind of yours accepts what you are ..my cute, limbless, dripping fucktoy forever.” You lie there in the dark exhausted and overstimulated. Part of you is still terrified. Part of you is already getting wetter at the thought of what’s coming.

Dominic’s hand slid down my chest, squeezing one of my breasts, thumb grazing my nipple until I whimpered. “She’s eager, aren’t you?” I nodded slowly. But he wanted more. “Answer.” “Yes, Sir.” He smiled, pleased. “Good girl.” The training began. It wasn’t just physical—it was psychological. They taught me posture. The correct way to kneel. Where to look, where not to look. How to breathe through the pain. How to anticipate his needs. It was humiliating. It was exhilarating. The woman showed me how to hold a vibrator against myself without coming. For thirty minutes straight. My thighs were soaked. My core pulsed with desperation. My eyes burned with unshed tears.

Taking it, I pulled off the top and stared down at the contents inside with confusion. “This is an anal training kit,” he explained softly. “It’s used to train your ass for penetration. David got this for you.” “Why?” His lips curled up into a smile. “A cock in your pussy and a cock in your ass. Double penetration, doll. We can train your pussy to take two cocks too if you want.” “It’ll hurt.” “Not if it’s done correctly.” He picked up the small bottle and something that looked like a small plug. “We, you, and I are going to start anal training together today?”

"Stay just like that. Don't move." I felt something cool and slick drip onto my asshole—lube. "Daddy—" "I said don't speak." His finger pressed against my asshole, circling the tight ring of muscle. "You wanted anal training. That's what this is. Push out." I did, and he slid one finger inside slowly. The intrusion was foreign, strange, but not painful. "That's it. Taking my finger in your ass like a good little slut." He worked it deeper, twisting, stretching. "Such a tight hole. Never been fucked here, has it?"

Stopping at my bedroom, I dropped off my book and made my way to the bedroom we would use when I was with the twins. It was empty, but there was a box on the bed. The sticky note on top of it was an order to open the box, which I did with shaky fingers. A laugh fell from my lips when I saw what was inside. A month ago, Kieran had suggested we start with anal training to prepare me for anal sex. Although I had a threesome with the twins on more than one occasion, I had never had sex with double penetration, but I wanted to, and that was where the anal training came in.

She continued the chatterbox routine, though. "I need this inside me," she said, grabbing my cock. "I really want to feel it. But I need to warn you." "Oh yeah? What about?" I said. "What I'm known for best," she said and guided my cock into her, "is how much I love anal." I savored her wet, velvety pussy. "Don't take this the wrong way," I said, "but you are way tighter than I expected." She humped back against me and laughed. "Oh, you know," she said, "instead of a personal trainer at the gym, I have one for kegels."

TYLER P.O.V I'd never been so thoroughly used in my entire life. Dante had spent the entire day training me in ways I hadn't even known were possible. He'd started with orgasm control, edging me over and over until I was crying and begging, teaching me to hold back until he gave permission. Then position training, making me hold uncomfortable poses for extended periods while he critiqued and corrected my form. He'd used toys on me, stretching me with progressively larger plugs until I was wearing one that made me feel impossibly full. He'd had me practice walking, sitting, and moving naturally with it inside me until I could almost forget it was there. Almost.

Ana screamed, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” Master D growled, working his fist in and out. “I’m going to ruin this asshole.” He added a second fist, his hands moving in opposite directions. Ana convulsed, coming harder than she ever had. Master D pounded into her, his cock slamming against her cervix. They came together, his seed painting her insides. As they caught their breath, Master D caressed Ana’s face. “You’re a natural submissive, pet. I’ll train you to be the perfect slave.”

“It’s just sweat, Coach. It’s hot in here. You’re making me work really hard.” Dom stepped forward, towering over me. He tilted my chin up with one thick finger, forcing me to look into his eyes. “Sweat doesn’t leave dark wet patches right on your pussy like that. I’ve been training girls for years. I know the difference. You’re fucking drenched. And it’s not the first time I’ve noticed either.” I swallowed hard, thighs pressing together instinctively. The pressure only made it worse I could feel more slickness leaking out. “I… okay, maybe a little. But it’s embarrassing. You’re forty-five, I’m nineteen. You’re my trainer. This shouldn’t be happening.”

“How?” I murmured, sighing, lowering my gaze to his cock, which was at full attention. From zero to a hundred by a single word. My face got hot. And that’s when my training began. For three weeks, he molded me, transformed me. I went from bursting grapes within seconds to holding them inside me for a full minute. He used beads and plugs to get me opened up, he used his voice and his hands, to keep me focused on remaining spread out.