Jennifer Kacey by Aslan's Fetish Page B

breathe.” And another he strapped across her forehead. “And not too lose, so you can’t see anything else I do.”
    Breath after breath huffed out of her as he walked around her one more time. Pleasure flooded every cell in her body and her mind completely floated free. A fetish. This is exactly what it meant to have a fetish. What it felt like. What it made her need.
    “I need an extra light, I think. Need to fully examine all of your holes, Mrs. Smythe.”
    He moved things around, sat down again and then clicked something on. Light brightened the room and the ceiling and warmth heated her exposed slit.
    “Perfect. Now, first for your digital exam.”
    A glove-covered finger slid into her pussy, making her moan. A second finger joined the first, stretching her sex wider. He pulled his fingers free and pushed them back inside. Harder. Deeper. Then he flipped them over, pressing against her G-spot until she shivered.
    “You’re dripping down to your ass. So hot.” He pulled his fingers free and picked something up off his tray. Popping open a cap, he squirted lube onto something.
    Aslan simply closed her eyes, not wanting to miss a single sensation of what he did to her. His possession of her and her fetish.
    Cold lube hit her ass, making her inhale. Then his fingers were there, rubbing it around her tight ring. A finger slipped inside an inch and then it was gone. Then a larger finger pushed in and deeper. All the way in until his knuckles brushed against the cheeks of her rear.
    “Such an anal slut, aren’t you?”
    She moaned in answer and it was most definitely an affirmative.
    Two fingers filled her pussy again and he worked her holes simultaneously.
    Gripping the armrests was all she could do to help her process the pleasure coursing through her. Every once in a while, he’d bump one of the clamps holding her lips open and Aslan would jerk.
    It hurt, but it just made her want to come even more.
    “I was going to fuck your pussy and ass with the bigger sounds to get you ready, but you’re so hot and turned on I’m going straight for the speculums. I’ve never seen inside a pussy before, Mrs. Smythe. You’ll be my first.”
    “Huucckkk,” Aslan cursed.
    If Zeke’s chuckle was any indication, he more than understood what she said.
    Metal scraped against metal and the squirt of lube was unmistakable.
    Aslan jumped when cold metal touched her ass. Not what she was expecting.
    “I’m starting at the bottom and am gonna work up to each hole. I want to be thorough, you see. Don’t want to miss anything.”
    A long and thin speculum slid fully into her ass, making her pant.
    “There are wing nuts on the side. I twist them and your little ass opens wider and wider.”
    Aslan eeked when he twisted it what felt like one too many times.
    “Fuccckkkk,” Zeke whispered against her. He slid his finger along the inner walls of her ass and she groaned in pleasure.
    Metal clanged against the tray as he picked up something else.
    “Now for the bigger speculum in your pussy.”
    Aslan whined, not certain she could take it.
    “I know, I know. You’re welcome.”
    More lube and a pause that lasted a few seconds, and then the metal was there at the opening of her needy sex. Zeke pushed it in deep, in one steady thrust.
    “I ordered these from the same supply house. They’re identical, except this one is bigger. Same wing nuts to open you wide. Fuck, I can see all the way to the end of your pussy. The ridges on your G-spot are so pronounced.” His finger inside her, rubbing the ridges, nearly sent her over the edge. But he, oh, so carefully, seemed to be avoiding her clit. “I can see your pee hole. So fucking hot.”
    Both speculums open was too much, and yet not enough. If he’d just touch her clit, she’d come. If he just licked it once, she’d explode. Even if he breathed against her, she’d be a goner. But he didn’t.
    Instead, metal scraped against metal as he picked up something else. What else was