Trapped Between Two Alphas
CHAPTER 106

(Annabel POV)

His tongue darted out to tease at my cunt again, skillfully driving me over the edge of control as I moaned deeply, moving my hands to the top of his head. Curling my fingers into his dark hair, my head fell back as his soft moist lips parted. I shifted my stance, one leg flexing in an attempt to draw him closer. "Ohhh Master ... oh, please,” I begged, the words spilling out as I trembled against his mouth.

Before too long he stood up, licking his lips hungrily as his gaze locked with mine. He slowly smiled and simply pointed towards his desk. "Clear it off and bend over it," he commanded and I could see his eyes slowly raking over me.

I had to hold on to him for a moment. My knees were suddenly weak as I felt my heartbeat quicken. Every time he changed tactics.

Following the line of his pointing, my tongue draped out over my lips before I moved to carefully clear off his desk. I could feel my heart hammering in my chest as I slowly bent over it, auburn hair fanning out like a halo of fire. The smooth lines of my back were exposed to him as my ass hitched up just enough to be a blatant invitation for his will.

"Pull your cheeks apart.”

I turned my head, resting my cheek to the top of the desk as my hands slipped back again to spread my cheeks. I couldn't help but feel very vulnerable in this position as I felt another flush kiss my face. A low throaty whimper escaped as my legs repositioned further apart to hold the stance before him. "Wider," he commanded, his voice laced with desire. "I want to see your asshole.”

I gasped softly, a moan rippling through me just to hear him being so forceful. Honestly, I loved it . Pulling my cheeks wider, I could feel my blush deepen even more.

His fingers reached out to gently stroke over my exposed clenched hole. "These are not anal beads. Anal beads are three-fourths of an inch around. Vaginal beads, on the other hand, are an inch and a half.” He let those words seep in for a moment before he announced, “Let me know when you want the first bead.”

My eyes widened, hearing his words and I swiveled my head around to look at him but my reply was suddenly cut off as he leaned down between my legs to stroke the swollen folds. I groaned deeply, feeling his tongue press into my still buttered ass before sliding it down to the untouched lips of my drooling cunt. I couldn't help but jerk against the desk as my fingers continued to hold my ass cheeks apart for him.

I was in heaven as he licked at my cunt, stroking it with his tongue and murmuring along with the vibrator that had been a constant torture since he had turned it on. My body began to writhe against the desk, eyes closing again and I knew it was more than apparent that I was craving to be taken. This prolonged torture was getting the best of me as I shifted beneath him.

I cried out in need, something tearing inside, pushing me into begging him to complete me. I knew he was waiting to hear me ask for the beads and part of me wanted to; but that other part of me was deafly afraid.

I jerked beneath him, the words finally expelled from my lips on a groan, "Daddy ... please ..."

I could feel him pull back and felt his gaze as I jerked and quaked. "Please what?" His words only urged me to continue with my pleading.

Moaning deliciously, I couldn't quite believe that I was actually going to beg him to do things to me that I had shied away from as long as I could remember. I could feel my blush deepen as I finally whispered, scarcely believing I was saying it, "Please use the beads ..."

"You don't sound too convincing" he said, torturing me by trying to draw me out of my shyness. "Beg."

I gasped sharply, my whole body trembling at his words. I knew that I would beg him to do just about anything he wanted as my nails pressed deep to my own flesh. "Please Master ... please, just use me," I choked out. I could feel my face flame crimson with the reality of my own words.

But he wouldn't be satisfied with just that. He shook his head, looking at me as he waited for what he wanted. "Use you with what?" he pressed.

I cried out in both frustration and need. I knew what he specifically wanted to hear me say but it was the last one small thing that I was holding on to. But finally ... finally I begged him in a low, husky voice ... "Please use the beads, Master ... I'll do whatever you want!" The last part came out in a low moan of need.

"Where?" he pressed again, pushing my limits.

My frustration was growing into an unbearable need as I writhed on the desk before him. One part of me was in shock that I would even CONSIDER begging for what he wanted to hear but despite the reservations, despite what my head was screaming to hold on to, I could hear my voice doing it anyway. "Oh God daddy ... use them in my ass ... please!! You're driving me insane!"

He chuckled and rubbed the first bead over my skin to gather the melted butter as a lubricant. Then he pressed the bead to my anus and I knew, instinctively, it would hurt more than the butter did. Oh God! It seemed like it wouldn't fit inside as it started to stretch the rim painfully.

Blinking back the sudden rush of tears that stung threateningly at my eyes, I was determined to be what he wanted me to be as I gasped and moaned over his desk. Just as I felt like I was about ready to give up and scream for mercy, the ring of my ass stretched open wide and I could feel the bead pop into my ass.

Turning my face into the curve of my arm, I buried the cry of anguish as I tried to relax and accept what he wanted to do with me. He didn't press the bead deeply but instead just let it dangle there, making it feel like it would pop out. I couldn't help but shudder and whimper as I felt it just resting there, beyond the rim of my anus. I wasn't sure if I wanted him to pull it out or push it in deeper. When he tugged on the bead lightly to make it feel like he was going to pull it out, I moaned sharply, feeling the little rosebud clench around it only to draw it back in. He chuckled before reminding me, "Tell me when you're ready for more, baby ... you're not done.”

Turning my cheek again, my eyes closed as I gasped for breath, chanting over and over in my head to relax. I nodded some, trying to get the words to come out again but all I could do was sob pitifully in response to his question.

He waited patiently for a moment until he decided that I was apparently taking too much time to beg and tugged on the bead again. I moaned and shifted beneath him before I managed to squeak out, "I'm ready.” But nothing happened and the more time that passed, I realized that wasn't what he was waiting for.

Pressing my ass back against his hand, I began to beg again, "Oooooo more Master ... please!" "More what? Beg lewdly girl ... I know you can talk dirty," he urged.

Groaning, my head thrashed some as he forced me to bring out what I still desperately, at times, tried to keep buried inside. A soft sob escaped as I finally begged softly, "Take my ass, daddy ... make it yours! Please, do whatever you want to do ... just please fuck my ass!" I was shocked to hear myself beg for it and sobbed softly over the edge of his desk.

I heard him chuckle softly as he pressed the second bead to my anus. This one went in just as hard and painful as the first, pushing the first bead deeper to stretch and fill me. I groaned, biting back a sob at the pain of my ass hole being stretched to accommodate the beads but something inside suddenly wanted to feel HIM pushing into me, even in this tight cramped spot. I knew that with every push of a bead, neither one of us were going to be satisfied with this for long.

Again the bead rested just past the rim of my anus to make it feel like it was going to pop out. "What do you think baby?" he teased. "Five one and a half inch beads, stacked end on end equals seven and a half inches."

I could only sob and gasp for breath in response. He didn't waste much time to press the third bead against me, whispering, "Don't make me pull each begging session from you girl ... beg for it ... now!"

Jerking beneath him, tears stung my eyes as my mouth fell open, gasping for breath as I simply obeyed. "Fuck me, Master! Please don't stop! Fuck my ass, Baby!" I begged; my whole body on fire. To be contd...