She had not minded the plug the previous day, but she worried that it would be different.  he was way bigger than a plug after all.  She felt him rubbing that tip against her tight puckered little hole, and she knew what he intended with it.  She tried not to tense, aware it would be worse for her if she did, but she was scared and that feeling radiated from her vividly, despite the intense arousal and pleasure she was receiving from him.<br/><br/>She gasped faintly as he moved further inside, tensing briefly, but he might hear her breathing out, almost panting, as if she were trying to breath through the discomfort, so to speak.  In this way she held on until finally he was buried entirely inside of her.  It was uncomfortable yes..  but there was also..  another intensity of feeling.  She appreciated that he was letting her get used to it, that he wasn't just ripping his way in and taking what he wanted.  For a kidnapper he was fairly considerate actually...<br/><br/>At his words she blinked, taking a breath, but she said nothing.  What did "ready" mean?  She was still for a long moment, that toy buzzing and twitching inside of her, his hardened shaft pressing deep inside her tight asshole...  it was a terribly -full- feeling, but not as unpleasant as she'd expected.  Sara had been right there..  Flesh felt much better than a toy.  She took another breath, and slowly pulled forward, sliding herself off his shaft somewhat.  She then pushed back again, and groaned.<br/><br/>"Oh...  Oh that feels..  good!" she sounded and felt surprised.  Slowly she repeated the process, and as he was pushed deep into her again she groaned loudly.  The stretching was difficult and yet, he'd lubed well...  suddenly her body seemed one mass of nerves, and the shaft buried to the hilt in her ass the key to unlocking that pleasure.  "Oh ..  Fuck" she moaned, and pulled forward again, pushing back a little harder, which prompted a loud "OH GOD!"