Training of Alani Pi, Day One

Fear gets Alani Pi wet. They drag her to the Castle basement on Day One. She sees the cross first, then the whips, then the plugs lined up like bullets. They strip her, bend her over a bench, and buckle her wrists down. A belt cracks across her bare ass. She jerks, gasps, and feels the slick heat between her legs. They lube one finger, then two, and press into her tight hole. She fights it, clenches, but the finger keeps working deeper until her ass gives way. A thicker plug follows, stretching her slow and mean. They slap her thighs when she tries to close them. Every strike makes the plug shift inside. She grits her teeth, swears under her breath, and keeps leaking. They leave her there, ass up and plugged, while the welts rise. Her cunt throbs harder with every heartbeat.