The toiletbrush.

I was tied to his dining room table. His wife and k**s ate at this table. My hands and feet were tied to the table legs, and he had tied up my huge breasts and atatched nipple clamps. My pussy was on full show and i was sopping wet. Master was stood up infront of me, admiring his work. On the cabinet, there was a row of the toys he planned to use on me. A paddle, weights for the nipple clamps, and a...toilet brush? oh god, what had he got planned? Master stroked my inner thighs, working his way to my pussy. He laughed when he saw i was soaking. "My pet, I have a special treat for you today. I think we need to clean out your pussy. And maybe even your ass too." He wasnt going to use the toilet brush for that, was he? Master walked over to the cabinet and picked up the large toilet brush (thankfully it was clean). He traced it down my stomach. It scratched, and he wasnt even pressing it down. He then tapped it against my now pinkish breasts. "This will make you squeaky clean" He laughed. He rubbed the brush against my pussy, it was enough to make me cry out. Thankfully he paused for a moment to attatch the weight to my nipples (ouch!) then he continued rubbing my pussy with the nasty brush. Im going to be honest and admit that i have a very loose pussy. Master only ever uses toys on me, and he always uses big toys, and he likes it to be a squeeze. I know i can quite easily take the toilet brush which master was now edging into my cunt. The pain was unbearable, i screamed and begged him to stop but it was no use. Master is very stubborn. He pushed the brush further inside me, i was pleading with him. He wasnt listening and soon the brush was fully inside me. It was going to get alot worse. Master was twisting the brush, and fucking me roughly with it. He was even sliding it fully out, then back in. It was pure hell. I was crying and screaming. "Jack, im home....." (End of part 1, the second part is where masters wife catches us)