are called simply anal rhinestones. The point is that a girl with a rhinestone in her ass stands to bend a little, and her decoration is already noticeable to everyone around - provided that she took care of the appropriate style of clothing in advance. That is, the lack of panties and a short skirt or dress. In jeans, at least bend down, though not - no one will notice.

The main advantage of anal rhinestone, in addition to the freedom of creativity in terms of stones or drawings on the fixer, is that it cannot accidentally fall out. After you insert the plug in the ass, the sphincter instantly closes behind the “sting” and grabs a thin barbell. And inside the ass, he, too, will not crawl away, because the retainer reliably protects the female ass from such nonsense. The perfect decoration / punishment / pathogen / reminder. All in one.

I went through all the options brought by the saleswoman. In fact, they differed only in the colors of rhinestones. Picked up three pieces - amber yellow, ruby ​​red and emerald green.

- I take these three. I hope they won't detain me because of them at Solari customs?

The girl, delighted with such a large purchase (costing rhinestones, despite her trifling, a lot), happily rattled, while shaking her head:

- That you, in no case, at the Jungle with all the countries of the Union have a trade agreement, including on goods from the terminal area.

- It's good. Thank you bye. - I paid, put the boxes with rhinestones in the backpack and Jess and I went out. The black woman never said a word, although I noticed how her eyes glittered. At first - at the sight of shelves with such a huge number of artificial members, then - from the realization that I immediately bought her three anal rhinestones. Now she certainly anticipated what will happen next.

And then I took her to the nearest toilet. He took out a box with "topaz", unpacked, took out a butt-plug. Enough weighty, about a hundred grams. Good. So the desire to Jess will be fulfilled, and she will receive a reminder not weak. You look, also asks me to remove the piece of iron from her priests ...

- Bend down. - I threw, and saw that the black woman was already "cancer", turning her ass to me. But.

I pulled up her dress. Without thinking twice, he spat on the sting of the metal crap. And with force he pressed on the hole of the anus Jess. She, wise with the experience of today's anal, very quickly relaxed the sphincter, so that the plug entered immediately to half. But the priest was still poorly designed, and the plug went on with considerable difficulty. I increased the pressure, from the side of Jess there was a bawdy erotic moan. Negritoski's ass stretched to the limit (the diameter of the plug was slightly larger than my dick in thickness) and a second later the metal sting finally hooted into the depths of Jess's gut. With relief, the butt closed on the bar, and instead of a narrow hole in the bottom of my slave I only saw amber-yellow rhinestones sparkling in the diffuse artificial light of toilet lamps.

- Done. You can straighten. - I said.

- Ooo-oh ... - Jess slowly straightened and moaned, trying to ass a new "toy". - Mmmm ... So unusual ... and nice!

- Like? - I was still incredulous about such an idea.

- Great! - Jess rushed to hug me. - I feel stretched to the limit! So full of ... This is very similar to your dick! Thank you very much, Adrian! Now I will never forget that I am your slave.

- I hope so. - I carefully looked into her eyes. - I have another idea of ​​relative pain and discomfort. But she will wait up to the house. Come on, if I heard correctly, announced the landing on our flight.

And we headed to the gate.

All the way to Solaria (the flight took six hours) I am without a break. Affected by an eventful day.I have no idea what Jess was doing, maybe staring at the window, or looking at the passengers ... Flying for her was just as new as sex. And she saw it all for the first time. By the way, just sitting in a comfortable spacious armchair - a black woman sat on my right hand - I realized what categories she thinks and values ​​the world around.

“Adrian, and that conductor is a lesbian!” - Chocolate whispered in my ear.

- What makes you think?

- I'm in her social profile. All her intimate photos are posted there, without a password at all. And there are two of them, a guy with a girl - they are engaged in virtual sex, although they are sitting on opposite sides of the cabin. They are not aware of each other at all. And this one ..

- Wait, wait ... - I interrupted enthusiastically chirping lovely version of Big Brother. - Do you instantly see everything that a person does on the network as soon as you recognize his face?

- Of course. Many people do not hide at all, they don’t put passwords, they just put everything in open access. And someone has a password so inept that my heuristic module opens it on the machine.

- Why do you even climb someone else ...? - I began to speak, and fell silent, as I understood. Because she can. For her, it is natural, as for me, to assess the size of the female breast or eye color. She studies the world in which she lives. Not her fault that this world has long spat on their own security.

- Did I do something bad? - Jess watched me carefully.

I did not know what to say here. On the one hand, it violated the personal space of other people. On the other - it could not develop otherwise. Self-learning algorithms imply mandatory indexing of all relevant data, otherwise the process of extrapolation and behavioral reactions will be based on incorrect assumptions. If you understand anything, you can congratulate yourself. And if a little easier - Jess needed to know as much as possible in order to make adequate decisions and have time to change with the world around her.

- Let us agree with you, Jess. I do not forbid you to collect all possible open data of the world. But without prior coordination with me, you will not use the personal information of third parties. Clear?

- I understood, master. I was not going to use them, it is just terribly curious to observe how many people are connected with each other. It is generally impossible to predict, sometimes the connections are so not obvious ... But very strong.

“When we arrive, I will blow you away from the bottom of my heart, little crappy little girl.” - I mumbled. - And then we'll talk about all this in more detail. I am to sleep. Do not wake me until you land in Solaria.

- Yes, master.

So we flew. The transporter never shakes in flight, it’s not antediluvian planes. So you can even play chess on board, at least arrange dances around the pole. Absolutely smooth movement. So I slept well. I was awakened by a careful touch:

- Master, we have already landed. - quietly whispered Jess. I got up in the chair, looked around the cabin. Indeed, many people have already gathered, removed from the shelves of their bags. So it is time for us too.

- Very well, let's go out.

We made our way to the exit from the salon, where a double-decker bus was already waiting for us. Very comfortably. You immediately get into the car that will take you to the terminal, and from there you can go to the underground garage, where you left the rented car. That is the way we have done without any adventures with Jess. Rather, at first we took away our luggage, and then it rattled its yellow suitcase over the concrete, I dragged along behind it with a bag.

I was walking along deserted underground passages, a mulatto was running a little ahead of me. Her gait changed a lot, it was noticeable as she wags her booty from side to side. There has been a thick anal dildo for more than six hours, how does she tolerate it?

- You do not interfere with rhinestones? - I asked just in case

- It interferes, master. But it is for this that I need him. - responded Negro. - It so crushes from the inside that sometimes it is simply unbearable. It excites me so much, I'm all wet between my legs.But you have absolutely nothing to worry about. This rhinestone ... Read more →