“Good girl,” he said, his voice deep, low. A shiver went down her spine, mostly hidden by the corset she was wearing and her hair, but he saw the movement in her upper back. A good kind of shiver.

Ellie deserved a reward.

Walking around the desk, he chose the side she was facing so he could see her expression. She smiled at him, her eyes dreamy, cheeks flushed. Nowhere near subspace, but she was in a good place. Interest and excitement sparked as he opened one of the desk drawers.

The desk held a veritable banquet of treats. Michael grabbed one of the individual bottles of lube and a medium sized vibrating plug. It was the same reddish purple he’d just spanked into her cheeks, and after they finished playing tonight it would be hers. If he could convince Ellie to play with him again, he’d buy some toys just for her before their next scene... he hadn’t wanted to do so for this one. Maybe he’d been afraid of jinxing it.

Anal was on her soft limits.

He was going to push her, but she was going to like it.

When she felt the tip of the plug, slick with lube, against the crinkled rose of her ass, she tensed.

“Relax, Ellie, it will make it easier,” he said.

“Easier for you,” she muttered.

Not that he particularly wanted it to be easy. He pressed. She resisted. Not because she was trying to, but because she was uncomfortable.

It didn’t matter.

He’d used enough lube so she couldn’t keep the toy out. Michael didn’t bother trying to work it in and out; he just pressed, and her bottom strained. Stretched. Opened.

Ellie groaned as he pushed it in, very slowly but firmly, a long, slow slide into her resisting body.

“It hurts,” she said, the slightest hint of a whimper.

Hurting didn’t bother her. Having her ass filled did. His cock jerked against the front of his pants at the seductive quaver in her voice. Seductive to him because he liked hearing her discomfort.

“You’ll get used to it,” he said. Her breath caught as her hole stretched over the widest part, and then she sighed as it sank fully in, her tight muscle settling around the narrow neck between the plug and the flange. For a moment, she relaxed, and then she squirmed a little, as if trying to get comfortable.

Grinning, Michael tapped on the base of the toy, enjoying her reaction as she squirmed again. Reaching up, he undid the knot in her corset laces, loosening the tight hold.

“Stand up and turn around, Ellie. Hands behind your back.”

She made another little sound of distress as she obeyed, shifting her weight back and forth on her feet, her nose wrinkling as the plug was moved around by her changing stance. Gorgeous. Adorable. Unsure but eager.