Nanny POV

I had a satisfying night – and a little morning workout. At 7 a.m., I said goodbye to Eric and grabbed the thermometer. I was ready to get back to playing with my ex, Alex.

I walked into Alex’s bedroom and inserted the thermometer. The speed at which his bum swallowed the object impressed me. This boy’s ass eats everything up!

“Ouch, this is weird. It is burning my ass!” Alex shouted, realizing something was off.

I wanted to spice things up, so I dipped the thermometer into some ginger paste beforehand. It turned his insides into a burning and pulsating mess. He struggled to push me away, but I held him until I got an appropriate measure.

“Go, little man, run away from the challenge! I want to see what you produced over there, so don’t flush!” I shouted as he sprung up from the bed.

He rushed to the toilet, farting like a machine gun and howling from a burning butt hole. Finding the toilet bowl empty after his visit was disappointing; I took a note to fix his bowel issues in the following days.

He insisted on leaving quickly afterward, but I insisted on applying some soothing cream on his hole. I did not let him do it himself. He had to lie on the bed and wait until I spread and rubbed it in thoroughly. Once his behind was slippery enough, I was ready to advance my plan.

Before letting him leave for work, I pushed a butt plug inside him. He was upset, so I reminded him – with some spanking – that he had to listen to me. He left the apartment with rosy-red bum cheeks and a clogged ass.

I was worried that he might take the butt plug out during his working hours. So I asked him to take pictures of his butt plugged in every hour.

He learned from the previous days and did what I had asked. He sent me seven pictures of him wearing the butt plug during the day. I probed him with questions: such as ‘How does it feel to have it in?’, Are you excited?’, and ‘Do you co-workers notice your wobbling?’.

“Now that you are at home, we have to do a few things.” I started in the evening. “Take your pants off; I desire to watch you wearing the plug. I will make a few pictures of you to share with your mom.” I have carefully used ‘desire’ to give Alex hope for a sexy time.

“Ani, please, can we remove this stuff? My ass is aching. I had it in all day.” He begged as the throbbing butt plug in his ass made him uncomfortable.

“Sure, darling. Get on your fours, and I can remove it.”

“I can do it myself,” Alex stated and reached towards the bottom-stopper.

“No, no, I will do it,” I protested. “It isn’t as easy to pull it out. It needs lubing first.” I applied lube graciously to pull the butt plug out with no internal damage. I had to do this quickly; as soon as the butt plug was out, I pushed another one in – a bigger one in this case.

“What the fuck?” Alex screamed in surprise.

“How dare you swear in my presence?” I scolded Alex, followed by a spanking. Once finished, I ordered him to stay on the fours and walk around like a pony. I found some ‘My Little Pony’ music and played it while he galloped around the house. I took a video of this for a later day.

“Everything has to end at one point; I am getting bored with this stupid horseplay.” I moaned and stopped the game. By grabbing the hair of the butt plug, I could pull the toy with full power. As the pony plug flew out, I heard a loud fart sound followed by a squeal.

He had laid on the floor shaking. Around him was a pool of piss mixed with cum spreading on the floor. I spanked him for having an orgasm and sent him to his room. I spent the rest of the night recalling how funny the fart sounded and how embarrassed this little man-let looked when he realized: I am in total control of his body.