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Demanding Demi Deserves Anal

When Demi Sutra and Small Hands decided to open each other’s anniversary gifts a little early, they had no idea the evening would take such an unexpected and erotic turn. As they unwrapped their presents, their eyes widened in surprise and delight.


Each box contained an assortment of kinky, out-of-the-box items – BDSM gear, a variety of toys, anal plugs, a leash, and more. It was clear that both of them had been harboring similar fantasies.

Demi, with a glint of mischief in her eye, saw the opportunity to play out her bratty desires. She began teasing and taunting Small Hands, playfully challenging his authority. Her seductive tone and provocative gestures drove him wild, her every move a deliberate test of his resolve.

“You think you can handle me?” Demi purred, swaying her hips enticingly. She picked up the leash, running it through her fingers, and then handed it to him. “Prove it.”

Small Hands felt a surge of dominance rise within him. He accepted the leash, pulling Demi close, his grip firm but thrilling. “You want to be tamed?” he asked, his voice low and commanding.

Demi nodded, her bratty demeanor slipping away to reveal her true desire. “Yes, please,” she whispered, her eyes filled with longing.

Small Hands wasted no time. He fastened the leash around her neck, the leather cool against her skin. He guided her to the bed, where he secured her wrists with soft, yet unyielding cuffs. Demi’s heart raced with anticipation, her body already tingling with excitement.

He started with the toys, skillfully using them to tease and please her. Demi writhed in pleasure, her moans filling the room. But she wanted more. She needed to be dominated, to feel his control completely.

“Please,” she begged, her voice trembling with desire. “Fuck me.”

Small Hands positioned her on all fours, her ass raised invitingly. He reached for the anal plug, gently preparing her for what was to come. Demi gasped as he inserted it, the sensation sending waves of pleasure through her.

“Good girl,” he murmured, rewarding her submission with a gentle pat on her ass. Then, he slowly entered her, his thick cock stretching her tight hole. The sensation was intense, a delicious mix of pleasure and pain.

As he began to thrust, Demi’s moans grew louder, her body rocking in rhythm with his movements. Small Hands grabbed the leash, pulling her back against him, deepening each thrust. Demi felt completely at his mercy, exactly where she wanted to be.

He fucked her hard and fast, each stroke sending her closer to the edge. Demi’s pleasure built to an unbearable peak, her cries of ecstasy echoing in the room. Small Hands groaned as he too neared his climax, his control wavering but never faltering.

With a final, powerful thrust, he pushed them both over the edge. Demi’s orgasm exploded, her body shaking with the force of it. Small Hands followed, his release hot and deep inside her.

They collapsed together, breathless and sated. As they untangled themselves, Demi looked up at Small Hands with a satisfied smile. “Happy anniversary,” she whispered.

Small Hands chuckled, pulling her into a tender embrace. “Happy anniversary,” he echoed. They had explored new depths of their desires, their bond stronger and their love deeper than ever before.