Chapter 92

When Phillip returned, and it didn't take long as he'd been doing enemas fairly frequently, so there was no build up, he was made to lie face up on the bed. Roxanne had Laura hold his legs up and out. She greased up her strapless and Phillip's pucker.

As she eased her fake phallus into Phillip's ass, she said, "I'm your Mistress, Phillip, and your boss. I'm the source of your sex, and your pleasure. You won't get another erection unless I release you. You need to pay more attention to me, and less attention to anything else. I swear I'll get a strap on that's twelve inches long and three inches wide and fuck you twice a day until you have to wear a diaper. Quit testing me. Obey my instructions."

"Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry."

Roxanne started fucking Phillip, rather vigorously. I waited until she had an orgasm, then lubricated my cock and her tiny sphincter.

"You might want to hold still," I said, "let the vibrations themselves do their magic, while I enter you."