A Very Hard Pegging For Pete ♕

I taught him a lesson with a very hard pegging! 

I’ve had to give Pete a very hard pegging, since I’m constantly warning him about his online activities. He’s been in trouble with me before.  After being pounded in his ass incessantly a few times, he should be better behaved. His mistake is thinking that he can get away with things. Maybe he thinks that I’m too busy to notice, but I catch everything even if I seem oblivious. His hard-headedness makes me contemplate ways to humiliate him because he must think I will keep letting things slide.

Puny dick Pete is dead wrong! It was different the first time I caught him sniffing my sweaty bicycle shorts. Giving him a very hard pegging was my immediate go-to. He wiggled, squirmed and cried like a little bitch, as I laughed haughtily at his discomfort. I can’t remember which was worse, his swollen asshole or his bruised ego. It turns out that physically, he wasn’t difficult to break down. Almost three months passed before the little wretch got caught with his pants down again, so to speak. I caught him rubbing his baby carrot dick and watching gay porn.

A Very Hard Pegging Isn’t For Pleasure

I can forgive some things pretty easily, but not using my stockings or pantyhose as a tiny cock stimulating device. Every single pair had the pansy’s clit stick juice on it! Ick! Worthless DNA. What am I supposed to do with these now but burn them? Of course, a very hard pegging could drive the point of my disapproval home. This was not going to be a sensual prostate milking at all! When Pete wakes up the next day, I want his butthole to burn like he’s been stung by a thousand bees! Each time I see the bitch wince in pain, a certain amount of pleasure will make my body tingle.

The next day, I felt as if I was walking on air, but that quickly faded. I overheard Pete telling a close friend all about withstanding the very hard pegging that he was given. The whole conversation was about it hurting, but not as bad as the first time. Evidently, my pegging pet used numbing lubricant to ease the pain somewhat. I was livid!!! Fuck!!! I wanted Pete’s ass to throb like the worst period cramps ever, but in his sphincter.  Stomping off to my room, I got a chastity device from my toy chest, then burst into his room and slapped it on. I heard the little dick loser complaining as I walked down the hall.

Change Methods For Effectiveness

Pete tried not to show that the chastity device was annoying, but I knew it was getting to him. I was wearing him down like a flat tire. Telling him to only wear panties humiliated him more. There was no getting out of this. Little did the sucker know, I had something really good planned for this very hard pegging. I waited for it to arrive and was absolutely giddy with expectancy. My phone said two o’clock, and I knew the package was coming at any moment. The doorbell buzzed, and I practically ran to open the door for the deliveryman. I signed for it, and he pushed the box off the dolly, just inside the edge of my doorway.

The box was heavier that I imagined, but that didn’t stop me from hauling it to the play room where baby carrot cock Pete waited patiently. A blindfold over the bottom bitch’s eyes kept him from preparing for what was coming. The element of surprise gave me the upper hand. Opening the box, I noted the craftsmanship of the AutoFuk’r 2000. It even came with a stand. I set it up behind Peter, who would soon regret every single time he ever disobeyed me. He shifted his weight on the spanking horse in a nervous manner. If his ankles and wrists weren’t secure, he probably would have tried to run.

Better  Toys For A Very Hard Pegging

At this point, resistance was futile. I plugged in my new toy to hear the wonderful humming that it made. Pete turned his head toward the noise but still couldn’t see what it was. Now he would get the fuck of his life, but he would beg me to make it stop. As soon as the huge phallic-like head made contact with his ass hole he squealed like a pig. I giggled at first, but that turned to outright hysterical laughter. It was obvious that this was nothing like the very hard pegging the wimp received before! Since the AutoFuk’r 2000 had a remote control, I left the room to let my test subject squirm alone.

Paying for each one of those screams was well worth the forty-five hundred dollars.  I knew there would be nothing but compliance from Pete until I traded him in for a new sub. Could you handle the AutoFuk’r 2000 stretching your ass to the limit and penetrating you all the way up into your colon?

Call me to tell me if you have the guts for a very hard pegging!