Sslovebbc... Tom's awakening

A video recorder and some lube

He set up the video recorder, his hands shaking with a mix of excitement and nerves. The cold lube made him jump as he squeezed it onto the blacked dildo, the reality of what he was about to do setting in. The red-haired goddess's voice played in his head, her words guiding him through his first steps into the world of submission.

Tom took a deep breath and bent over the bed, positioning the dildo at his tight entrance. He paused for a moment, feeling the weight of the decision he had made. But the siren's call of Amy's voice and the promise of becoming the sissy slut he craved propelled him forward. Slowly, he pushed the first inch inside, gasping at the stretch and the coldness. Each inch he managed to take was a victory, a step closer to the power he craved.

He slowly fucked himself with the dildo, his eyes glued to the screen where Amy's video played on repeat. She talked about his porn history, the searches, the clicks, the time spent on those big black cock gangbangs. Her voice was like a whip crack, sharp and precise, making him aware of every sensation, every stretch of his body as he pushed the toy deeper. Each time he thought he couldn't take any more, her words egged him on, whispering sweet nothings of submission and humiliation that spurred him forward.

Tom's face was a picture of ecstasy and agony as he reached the fourth inch, his body quivering with the effort. The sound of his own moans filled the room, echoing the ones he heard from the pornstars on the screen. He felt a strange sense of pride as he reached the fifth inch, whispering to himself, "Great but not good enough," the words Amy had used to taunt him. The pain was a delicious agony, a reminder of his place in the hierarchy she had painted so vividly.

Does he continue to push past his limits?