My Dominate Spanish Mistress Parts two and three

The pain remained but was lessened, it finally was overtaken by the pleasure she was giving me. I came again, even harder than the last time. After what seemed like hours of her rod dragging in and out, always rubbing against my bitch button as she had deemed it. Finally she slammed it in, I felt her balls slam into my own making them hurt, this time was harder than any other. Her entire cock disappeared into me for the first time since she forced her monster down all the way. She left it there for some time, shockingly it grew more. “Is this it?’’ I asked myself again. My ass could barely take it before but now the swelling cock threatened to break me. Before it grew any larger, she exploded. It left even more pressure on my anus as she withdrew, leaving only somewhat of an empty feeling in my ass as her spunk drifted toward the only exit. I felt her presence leave only to return with another toy, “I don’t want any more cum staining my sheets.” She put the butt plug in gently, I doubt that it mattered at this point; I was stretched to my breaking point. I finally felt the butt plug, now that my asshole had somewhat returned to its former shape. I drifted out of my memory and quickly picked back up to listening to her, I don’t know what she would say or do to me if I hadn’t been listening.

“…and I helped my new bitch back to the bed from the bathroom and then you passed out.” She finished almost cheerfully. My cock was still standing at attention, begging to cum. She looked at me, giving me permission to speak I assumed.
“Um, how do I know I’m not ripped up?” I can’t imagine an anal fissure feeling good.
“Don’t worry; I checked before I put the plug in you, you’re fine. It might hurt a little bit for a while; I don’t know what came over me last night. There’s just something about you, makes me wanna fuck your brains out.” Her words did calm me some, she checked my ass for rips too, she cares about me at least.