Silence of the yams (Firestar x Sandstorm)

The fetish

"Are you- sure you want to do this?" Firestar asked sandstorm.
"Yes, i've been sure that i wanted to do this since i first met you my love" she answers.
They were in the leaders den and had put a tie on the door nob, an obvious sign that they didn't want to be disturbed.
Firestar had searched for these yams all over the forest himself, knowing that he wouldn't be able to send a patrol out because he had no good cover up for as to why he needed yams. They were all for Sandstorm, they were to please his lover, spice it up a bit. For some reason this had always been a dream of Sandstorm's, but Firestar liked being kinky so he didn't mind.
"Okay it's going in prepare yourself" he told her grabbing the first yam.
She spread her legs and put her tail up high in the air, immense pleasure ran through her body as Firestar pushed the yam in a pulled it out in a repeated motion.
"Faster, faster!" she shouted out.
Firestar found this very arousing. He was in charge, he was the leader, no one could tell him what to do.
Suddenly he pushed the yam in farther up Sandstorm and she yelped in pain.
"Take it out!!" she screeched as he tried to pull the yam out. He pulled and pulled until it finally came out. Sandstorm flopped to the ground in pain.
"Should i get the medicine cat?" he asked worried.
"How the fuck would we explain this no it'll calm down soon" she hissed.
He nodded and curled up next to her and fell asleep.

And that kids is why Sandstorm never had any more kits <3

Did i hurt some of you.

i'm sorry

i'll give you some yamdaids