She hated that he'd given her such pleasure, and yet..  god it had felt good.  She shivered even as he pulled away, flushing with embarrassed pleasure as as she felt that kiss, and his withdrawal from her.  Why did those words make her feel good?  She didn't answer him aloud, but she thought it "no..not bad" was the thought, though she wouldn't verbalize it.<br/><br/>as he suddenly thrust into her she cried out, not from pain but surprise, having not quite expected him to do it that quickly.  of course he'd already had his release..  She didn't fight him, even as he held her arms at that uncomfortable angle, keeping her held there.  Instead her hips worked with his, her body bucking against the bed as he took her wildly from behind.  The pleasure of it overruled her other senses, and for those long wild moments she forgot everything expect the pounding rhythm, that deep thrusting cock and the plug in her previously untried anus.  She moaned out deeply, forgetting to censor anything, lost in the pleasure of the moment.