Chapter 352: Where Do You Put A Buttplug In?

Anya’s body reacted before her mind could catch up.

A violent blush exploded across her face, ears twitching, tail freezing mid-wag.

She stared at him wide-eyed, trembling but the command had already sunk in.

She knew that tone.

And she knew there was no refusing him.

Not when he spoke like that.

So, slowly, trembling, Anya turned around.

She bent forward at the waist and right in front of Fauna’s stunned, unblinking gaze—her daughter reached back with both hands...

And spread her own ass cheeks wide open.

The thin string of her lingerie offered no resistance—sliding aside easily.

Fauna’s breath caught in her throat.

Right in front of her, spread open and presented was her daughter’s most intimate place.

Anya’s asshole—pink, puckered, impossibly tight twitched faintly under the sudden exposure.

The tender ring of muscle glistened slightly, supple and untouched-looking despite everything and Fauna was horrified.

She had seen Anya naked countless times.

Bathed her as a child.

Scrubbed her back, her legs, her chest—even now, as adults, they often bathed together, laughing and splashing like sisters.

But this?

This part of her daughter’s body?

She had never seen it.

Not like this.

The only memory she had was from years ago—when Anya was small and feverish, and Fauna had gently inserted a thermometer there once.

That was it.

And now—here it was, spread open, vulnerable, beautiful in a way that made Fauna’s mouth go dry and her thighs press together involuntarily.

She shouldn’t feel this.

She shouldn’t stare.

She shouldn’t feel heat pooling low in her belly at the sight of her own daughter’s exposed asshole.

But she did.

And she couldn’t look away.

Anya, meanwhile, was blushing furiously from ear to ear, golden dog ears drooping in shy embarrassment, yet she remained bent over, cheeks held apart obediently, presenting herself without protest.

The contrast between her bold lingerie and that adorable, humiliated flush made her look unbearably cute.

Mika couldn’t help it—he chuckled low in his throat.

"She looks so cute when she’s embarrassed like this, doesn’t she?" He murmured, mostly to himself.

His hand then slid down the curve of Anya’s ass, fingers tracing the cleft until the pad of his middle finger brushed directly over her exposed anus.

"Nnnn—!" Anya whimpered instantly, hips jerking forward at the sudden contact.

Mika pressed just the tip inside, watching the tight ring flutter around his finger.

"What do you think, Fauna?"

He asked casually, voice warm and teasing as he looked over at her mother.

"What do you think about your daughter’s asshole?"

He pushed his finger deeper, making Anya gasp and tremble.

"It’s buried so perfectly between these beautiful cheeks of hers." He continued, stroking slowly in and out. "You wouldn’t even be able to see it normally, even if she was completely naked."

"But right now...with her legs spread, cheeks pulled apart like this...you can see it so cleanly. So thoroughly."

He twisted his finger gently.

"Don’t you think it looks just like your own anus?"

"I—I don’t know, Mika..." Fauna whispered. "I have no idea how my own b-butthole looks like...There’s no way I can see such a naughty place on my own body..."

Mika’s lips curved.

"Don’t worry.

He said as he slid his finger almost all the way out, then pushed it back in—slow, smooth, fucking her daughter’s ass right in front of her mother.

"I already got a good glimpse of yours earlier." He continued casually.

Both women froze.

Fauna’s eyes widened in horror.

Anya let out a strangled little sound.

"W-What...?" Fauna whispered.

"When you were lying down on the bed earlier."

Mika explained, never stopping the slow pump of his finger inside Anya.

"I spread your cheeks open and got a nice, long look...And you know what?"

He pushed deeper, making Anya’s knees buckle slightly.

"It’s just like Anya’s. Same pretty pink color. Same soft, puckered texture. Same tight little size."

He chuckled.

"Mother and daughter are truly the same. Even though you don’t look alike at all—different body types, different hair colors your assholes are exactly the same."

"And just like your pussies...both of you have the same perfect little private parts."

Anya’s whimper turned into a full-body shudder, while Fauna gasped audibly, watching a full finger disappear completely inside her daughter’s ass.

"And that’s so fucking hot to think about."

"I probably wouldn’t be able to tell the difference with both of your virgin pussies and assholes side by side."

"Ahhhh—! Mika—!" Mika growled, twisting his wrist so the finger curled inside Anya, making her cry out before he pulled his finger free with a wet sound.

He then immediately summoned a tail with a butt plug into his hand as if he always had one on standby.

"Look over here, Fauna." He said, holding it up so she could see the thick, flared base and the fluffy golden tail attached.

Fauna’s eyes went wide.

"This right here..." He explained patiently. "...is a butt plug. Sometimes...sex alone isn’t enough for some people. They want to get a little more kinky."

"And since animals are cute and adorable in certain ways, they want to feel something animalistic. Primal."

He twirled the plug between his fingers.

"So they use things like this. They put them into the body. It elevates the entire experience. Lets them do a certain type of roleplay."

Fauna blinked, innocent confusion written all over her face.

"Put it...into the body?" She repeated slowly. "What do you mean? W-Where exactly would they put it?"

Mika stared at her for a long second—genuinely stunned by how pure she still managed to be.

Then his expression turned evil.

"I’ll show you." He said simply. "Right in front of you."

Anya’s entire body went rigid.

"M-Mika, no—please—" She started, voice high and panicked.

But before she could finish—

SMACK!

"Ahhh—!"

Mika’s palm came down hard on her right ass cheek, as Anya yelped, body jerking forward.

The sound echoed through the entryway.

A bright red handprint bloomed instantly on her pale skin.

"Quiet." Mika said, voice suddenly cold and commanding. "Good puppies are quiet when the master is talking."

Anya instantly went still.

Her tail drooped submissively.

Then he turned to Fauna.

"Open your mouth, Fauna." He instructed gently. " Open it up wide like when you were taking my cock into your mouth."

Fauna, completely under his spell now obeyed without question.

She parted her lips, tongue peeking out slightly.

Mika brought the butt plug to her mouth.

"Get it nice and wet for me." He murmured.

Fauna hesitated only a heartbeat—

Then leaned forward and took the plug into her mouth.

She licked it obediently—tongue swirling around the smooth black silicone, coating it generously with saliva until it glistened.

Mika watched with dark satisfaction and when it was thoroughly slick, he pulled it free.

"Perfect." He said, inspecting the wet shine.

Then he looked down at Anya’s quivering asshole—already twitching with anticipation and arousal.

"But still..." He said thoughtfully. "That won’t be enough. Her asshole needs more lubrication."

He turned to Fauna once again who was already feeling overwhelmed with what she was experiencing.

"Fauna." He said softly. "You need to help your daughter one more time."

Fauna blinked up at him, dazed.

"I want you to come over here..." He continued. "...and let out some of your drool right on your daughter’s asshole."

"Get right there and make it nice and slick for me."

Fauna’s face went scarlet.

"M-Mika! Please that’s too much! I can’t do—"

"Come on, Fauna." He coaxed. "This will help your daughter. It’ll be much easier for her if there’s more lubrication."

Anya’s gaze met her mother’s—shy, pleading, humiliated.

And something inside Fauna twisted.

Excitement. Shame. Protectiveness.

All at once.

She took a trembling step forward.

Then another.

Until she was right behind her daughter.

She bent down—face inches from Anya’s spread cheeks.

She hesitated one last time—

Then parted her lips.

A thick, slow strand of saliva dripped from her mouth.

It fell like warm honey—landing directly on Anya’s tight pink ring.

Anya whimpered.

"No...Mom...don’t..."

Fauna froze, about to pull away—

But Mika’s hand suddenly cupped the back of her head.

"Go on." He murmured, pressing her closer. "Don’t stop. Make it nice and lubed up for me."

Fauna obeyed.

She let more saliva drip—thick, glistening strands—coating her daughter’s anus completely until it shone wetly, trickling down toward her pussy as well.

When it was thoroughly soaked—

Mika spoke again.

"Now take your finger..."

He instructed carefully.

"...and rub it all over her anus. Make sure it’s everywhere."

Fauna’s hand trembled.

But she reached out.

Her fingertip brushed Anya’s slick, saliva-covered hole.

Anya moaned—high and needy.

"Mom...Oh Mom...T-That’s my anus you’re touching...That’s your daughter’s anus you’re touching right now...Mmmm—! Don’t!"

The words sent a forbidden thrill racing through Fauna.

But she still circled the rim gently—spreading the wetness, caressing the soft, twitching ring—horrified and unbearably aroused at the same time.

Finally she looked up at Mika, voice trembling.

"Is...Is this enough lube? Do I have to add more spit on her butt hole?"

Mika gave her a gentle, approving smile.

"That’s all for now. You can stop."

He took the butt plug again—now dripping with Fauna’s saliva.

"Watch carefully, Fauna." He said. "I’m going to answer your question of where this goes right here."

He pressed the metal tip against Anya’s slick, prepared entrance.

And then, slowly, agonizingly he began to push.

Anya’s breath hitched.

The plug stretched her open—inch by inch—until the widest part popped past her rim.

"Ahhh—! Mika! It’s going in!" Anya cried out, legs buckling. "It’s going in! So thick!"

But Mika didn’t stop.

He pushed steadily until the entire base was seated flush against her ass, the fluffy tail now swaying naturally from her body.

He gave the tail a playful tug and Anya moaned again—deep, broken.

Then he patted her ass.

"Shake it around for me, puppy."

Anya obeyed instantly, even though she could feel the cool foreign object moving inside of her.

She shook her hips side to side in a seductive motion—two fluffy golden tails now wagging behind her.

The real one she’d grown, and the plug one nestled deep inside.

Mika’s gaze darkened with lust.

"You almost look like a twin-tailed doggy right now." He growled. "A doggy I’d love to fuck so hard.."

Then, suddenly, he yanked her up into his arms, crushed her against his chest and kissed her.

Deep. Passionate. Claiming.

"Mmm!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~"

Anya melted into it immediately—arms around his neck, whimpering into his mouth even as shame still burned across her face.

Meanwhile, Fauna stood rooted to the spot, her mind a whirlwind of disbelief and overheating sensation.

She had just watched—helplessly, breathlessly as everything escalated far beyond anything she could have imagined in her wildest, most shameful dreams.

First, her daughter stood there in obscene, crotchless lingerie, nipples proudly on display, pussy exposed, tail wagging like she was born for this.

Then Mika took absolute, merciless control—making Anya spread her own ass wide open, showing her mother the most private, untouched part of her body.

Then Fauna herself touched it. Spit on it. Lubricated her daughter’s tiny, quivering hole with her saliva.

And finally Mika slid that thick, glistening butt plug deep inside Anya’s ass, claiming her completely while the fluffy tail now swayed naturally from her body.

It had all happened so fast.

She had thought that Mika would take his time.

Explain things gently.

Ease Anya into it.

Ease her into his intimate they were going to be for the next step.

But no.

He was having fun.

Pure, selfish, dominant fun.

And both of them—mother and daughter—were going along with it.

Willingly.

Eagerly.

But if she thought that was already too much—already crossing every line she’d ever known—

Then what happened next shattered her completely.

While still locked in that deep, filthy kiss with Anya, Mika suddenly turned his head.

His dark, molten eyes found Fauna’s and he crooked a single finger.

Beckoning her.

’Come here.’

Fauna’s heart slammed against her ribs.

She knew, knew with bone-deep certainty that whatever came next was wrong.

Forbidden.

Irreversible.

But her body was already moving.

Craving him.

Needing him.

She had become his slave in every way that mattered.

She stepped forward—slow, hesitant, cheeks burning until she was right beside them.

Mika’s free arm snaked around her waist and yanked her in hard, pressing her body flush against his side.

Then—without breaking rhythm—he pulled away from Anya’s mouth with a wet pop.

Anya blinked, dazed, lips parted and glistening.

Before either of them could react—

Mika turned and crushed his mouth to Fauna’s.

Right there.

Right in front of Anya.

"Kiss!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Nibble!♡~"

Tongues sliding, lips sucking, breaths mingling in desperate, hungry rhythm.

Anya’s eyes went wide.

She had seen Mika kiss her mother before—countless times.

Cheek kisses. Forehead kisses. Sweet, familial pecks.

Wholesome.

Innocent.

But this?

This was not innocent.

This was between lovers.

This was raw, obscene desire.

And what was even worse was that her mother—her sweet, clumsy, pure-hearted mother was kissing Mika back with equal fervor, tongue pushing into his mouth, soft whimpers escaping her throat.

Anya’s mind blanked.

"Wh—What...?" She whispered, voice trembling.

Mika finally pulled back, just enough to speak.

His lips were shiny with both of their saliva.

He then looked between them, mother and daughter with a dark, satisfied smile.

"Now..." He murmured, voice husky. "Both of you. Stick out your tongues for me."

Mother and daughter froze.

They looked at each other—wide-eyed, nervous, cheeks flaming.

Anya’s dog ears drooped slightly.

Fauna bit her lip so hard it hurt.

But they knew.

There was no refusing him.

Not anymore.

Slowly, hesitantly, they both obeyed.

Two pink tongues slipped out—shivering, uncertain.

Mika’s gaze darkened with raw lust.

He grabbed both of their asses at once—one hand on each—lifting them slightly so they were at the same height, pressed tight against his body.

Then he leaned in and took both tongues into his mouth at the same time.

"Smooch!♡~ Smooch!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Smooch!♡~"

"Mwah!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Pucker!♡~ Mwah!♡~"

He sucked.

He swirled.

He devoured.

Mother and daughter’s tongues met—sliding against each other inside Mika’s hot, wet mouth.

They tasted each other.

Sweet. Salty. Forbidden.

"Ahhh—!" Anya made a broken, muffled sound.

"Nnn—! Mmm—!" Fauna whimpered.

For one heartbeat, horror flashed in both their eyes.

This was wrong.

This was incest.

This was their blood—mother and daughter kissing each other through him.

But the horror lasted only a second.

Then something else took over.

Heat.

Need.

The sheer, overwhelming taboo of it.

They melted.

Both of them.

Anya’s tongue pushed forward first—slow, then bolder licking along her mother’s.

"Peck!♡~ Peck!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Peck!♡~ Taste!♡~"

Fauna moaned softly into the shared kiss—her own tongue responding, curling around Anya’s.

"Mmm!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Smack!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Lick!♡~"

They kissed each other.

Through Mika.

Around Mika.

Directly.

"Kiss!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Sip!♡~"

Three mouths fused together—wet, sloppy, desperate.

Tongues sliding, tangling, tasting.

Mika groaned low in his throat, hands squeezing both asses harder.

He pulled back just enough to let them see each other’s flushed faces—lips swollen, saliva stringing between them.

Then he dove back in.

And the three of them kissed again.

"Smooch!♡~ Smooch!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Smooch!♡~ Sip!♡~"

No more hesitation.

No more shame.

Just pure, incestuous hunger.

Mother kissing daughter.

Daughter kissing mother.

Both kissing the man who owned them.

Mika’s voice rumbled against their lips.

"That’s it...Good girls..."

He sucked Anya’s tongue deep—then Fauna’s—then let them slide together again.

"Kiss each other." He growled softly. "Show me how much you love each other."

Anya whimpered.

Fauna moaned.

And they did.

"Mwah!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Pucker!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Suck!♡~"

They kissed—deep, loving, filthy while Mika watched with burning eyes.

Mother and daughter.

Lost.

Fallen.

Completely his.