I never initiate an anal scene. It’s something I wait for. A partner has to ask. Because when it’s real, it’s not casual. It’s not a kink box. It’s a threshold that’s asking their body to accommodate something that overwhelms before it satisfies. So she asked for it. Said she wanted to know what it felt like to be fucked in her ass. What it would be like to carry me in that way. That’s what you’ll hear. It starts intense. Her body fights it. Grunts, gasps, real resistance. Not performative. Not staged. But I coach her to breathe through it, she stays with it, and eventually, she drops into the space where pain and pleasure are indistinguishable. Her voice changes. Her words do too. By the end, it’s not pain anymore. It’s something else.