Raw Anal Lust

[Blushing Bottom]

Yes....it was a cat fight between submissives and there were no Dominants there to put them in their places.

~ Speaking only for myself - and I think more than a few of the other ladies will agree - and perhaps a few of the gents as well - we're passing the time waiting for the NEXT installment - AND ROUND 2 - of the "fuck toy's" payback to the two little sluts who weren't so nice to her.

~ I am so glad you've written it as you have - where "fuck toy" gets the privledge of administering some of the payback.

~ You have - Sir - unfortunately - left us hanging! And in some instances - aching to see what devious plan you 'hatch'/'come up with' next.

 

[DVS]

~ Speaking only for myself - and I think more than a few of the other ladies will agree - and perhaps a few of the gents as well - we're passing the time waiting for the NEXT installment - AND ROUND 2 - of the "fuck toy's" payback to the two little sluts who weren't so nice to her.

~ I am so glad you've written it as you have - where "fuck toy" gets the privledge of administering some of the payback.

~ You have - Sir - unfortunately - left us hanging! And in some instances - aching to see what devious plan you 'hatch'/'come up with' next.

Oh, I understand completely what you mean. And, I think you are correct. I'm just trying to stay in tune with my readers, and if I can, I'd like to keep this thread humming about anal sex...sort of playing it like it were a musical instrument. I also enjoy forcing my readers to wait...my power trip is denying their sexual satisfaction. Then, the next installment comes, and it's like a crescendo with a climatic end.

That is, until that installment has been read...then they're looking for the nextone. Gotta keep 'em happy.

 

[DVS]

Yes....it was a cat fight between submissives and there were no Dominants there to put them in their places.

Even I have limitations. Unfortunately, I can't be in tune with my readers 24/7. That's just too much instrumentation.

 

[gypziedoll]

a little Bump to start off your weekend Sir......

 

[Blushing Bottom]

Outstanding!

I somehow managed to save this for 10 entire days without reading this installment.

Tonight will be all the better for it.

More...please...soon...Pleeeeeeease.

Still not finished with this installment, so I decided to give you a treat. There's more to come, but here's a little something to tickle your throat.

 

[devoted lilgirl]

aHem This thread seems to have lost it's lust for anal exploration. Anybody know why?

*blushing, trying to hide behind the girl in front of me...*

I totally feel like I just got caught talking in class by the teacher...

 

[DVS]

*blushing, trying to hide behind the girl in front of me...*

I totally feel like I just got caught talking in class by the teacher...

Ah, the good ol' days, when misbehaving students were taken by the ear to the cloak room and dealt with as they should have been...with a stern hand and knickers down!

 

[caela]

Ah, the good ol' days, when misbehaving students were taken by the ear to the cloak room and dealt with as they should have been...with a stern hand and knickers down!

What an image! Now I feel highly neglected because none of my teachers ever did that to me. ~pouts~

 

[SINsualTreasure]

aHem This thread seems to have lost it's lust for anal exploration. Anybody know why?

Well, lets get it back on track so to say <grin>.

I have recently been seeing someone who enjoys anal, and has come to turn me into an anal slut! But the kicker is that we have not had anal sex as of yet! To date he has only incorporated a medium anal plug into our D/s play, and recently now he has tormented me with upgrading that to the larger plug, AND if i'm a good girl, maybe sometime in the future he will actually use his own cock instead of a plug! But back to this tormenting ... this larger plug ... i want it sooo badly, yet when it comes time, i become so afraid of it. The visual of it is so large .... so overwhelming. I know that he is just playing with my mind, that he will use this plug when he decides it is time, that is he actually waiting on me to ask for it, and there is something in me that says that i will most likely ask for it this weekend when we play, yet at the same time there is this war in me, the fear vs the intense desire.

Any comments or help from the gallery??

 

[DVS]

Well, lets get it back on track so to say <grin>.

I have recently been seeing someone who enjoys anal, and has come to turn me into an anal slut! But the kicker is that we have not had anal sex as of yet! To date he has only incorporated a medium anal plug into our D/s play, and recently now he has tormented me with upgrading that to the larger plug, AND if i'm a good girl, maybe sometime in the future he will actually use his own cock instead of a plug! But back to this tormenting ... this larger plug ... i want it sooo badly, yet when it comes time, i become so afraid of it. The visual of it is so large .... so overwhelming. I know that he is just playing with my mind, that he will use this plug when he decides it is time, that is he actually waiting on me to ask for it, and there is something in me that says that i will most likely ask for it this weekend when we play, yet at the same time there is this war in me, the fear vs the intense desire.

Any comments or help from the gallery??

Have you ever been so hungry that you filled your plate with more food than you could eat? Those large butt plugs are just that...large. I'd smile at him and beg him for his hot cock, instead.

But, if you're really hungry, make sure he uses a lot of oil, lube or Crisco. Shit, maybe you should use some axle grease. Did I say those large plugs were large?

 

[SINsualTreasure]

Have you ever been so hungry that you filled your plate with more food than you could eat? Those large butt plugs are just that...large. I'd smile at him and beg him for his hot cock, instead.

But, if you're really hungry, make sure he uses a lot of oil, lube or Crisco. Shit, maybe you should use some axle grease. Did I say those large plugs were large?

Well hell DVS, now your really scaring me!!! I expected you of all people to egg me on ... to give me some wonderful advice, to give me words of wisdom and dirty hot sexy talk to make me want it even more!!! <moan> oh god!

 

[cellis]

Inside my skin there is this space
It twists and turns
It bleeds and aches
Inside my heart there's an empty room
It's waiting for lightning
It's waiting for you
And I am wanting
And I am needing you here
Inside the absence of fear
Muscle and sinew
Velvet and stone
This vessel is haunted
It creaks and moans
My bones call to you
In their separate skin
I make myself translucent
To let you in, for
I am wanting
And I am needing of you here
Inside the absence of fear
there is this hunger
This restlessness inside of me
and it knows that you're no stranger
you're my gravity
My hands will adore you through all darkness and
They will lay you out in moonlight
And reinvent your name
For I am wanting you
And I am needing you here
I need you near
Inside the absence of fear
"Absence of fear" Jewel


I love this song, pussy!

 

[DVS]

Well hell DVS, now your really scaring me!!! I expected you of all people to egg me on ... to give me some wonderful advice, to give me words of wisdom and dirty hot sexy talk to make me want it even more!!! <moan> oh god!

Oh, OK.

Hey, you know it only looks bigger because it is. But, that's the whole idea about butt plugs. They are supose to plug your butt. And that large one will really force you to stretch. You'll know you are being taken from behind, when he inches that big thing in.

It takes a certain kind of hunger to desire that kind of punishment. But, if you've been a bad subbie and need to be taught a good hard lesson, then you know what you gotta do.

With any butt plug, but even more so with this one, a good strong vibrator adds so much to it. Once you get that thing shoved in and it pops into place and you feel so full and stretched, have him place the vibe right on the flat part of the plug's base.

Finess is key, pushing it hard so the vibrations run through the plug, and then letting it just dance on it, to get even a different sensation. The vibe will send interesting sensations through the plug and into your ass. The stronger and more coarse the vibrations are, the more you'll love it.

Now, you know once that plug is in, it's still got to come back out again, right? the angle of the flange coming out is steeper than the angle of it, going in. He might need to call a friend to hellp him pull it out.

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Ah, the good ol' days, when misbehaving students were taken by the ear to the cloak room and dealt with as they should have been...with a stern hand and knickers down!

What an image! Now I feel highly neglected because none of my teachers ever did that to me. ~pouts~

~ Most definitely a keeper of an image, I must say. My teachers never did that to me either - because I never gave them cause to. Can't help but wonder if I may have missed out on something. What do you think, Sir?

 

[SINsualTreasure]

Oh, OK.

Hey, you know it only looks bigger because it is. But, that's the whole idea about butt plugs. They are supose to plug your butt. And that large one will really force you to stretch. You'll know you are being taken from behind, when he inches that big thing in.

It takes a certain kind of hunger to desire that kind of punishment. But, if you've been a bad subbie and need to be taught a good hard lesson, then you know what you gotta do.

With any butt plug, but even more so with this one, a good strong vibrator adds so much to it. Once you get that thing shoved in and it pops into place and you feel so full and stretched, have him place the vibe right on the flat part of the plug's base.

Finess is key, pushing it hard so the vibrations run through the plug, and then letting it just dance on it, to get even a different sensation. The vibe will send interesting sensations through the plug and into your ass. The stronger and more coarse the vibrations are, the more you'll love it.

Now, you know once that plug is in, it's still got to come back out again, right? the angle of the flange coming out is steeper than the angle of it, going in. He might need to call a friend to hellp him pull it out.

MMmmm now there is the DVS that i'm familiar with!! Here i have been worrying about the thing getting IN me and now you go and make me think of it coming out ... that's a whole new mind trip to worry and fret and get excited over.

Thanks!

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

Well, lets get it back on track so to say <grin>.

I have recently been seeing someone who enjoys anal, and has come to turn me into an anal slut! But the kicker is that we have not had anal sex as of yet! To date he has only incorporated a medium anal plug into our D/s play, and recently now he has tormented me with upgrading that to the larger plug, AND if i'm a good girl, maybe sometime in the future he will actually use his own cock instead of a plug! But back to this tormenting ... this larger plug ... i want it sooo badly, yet when it comes time, i become so afraid of it. The visual of it is so large .... so overwhelming. I know that he is just playing with my mind, that he will use this plug when he decides it is time, that is he actually waiting on me to ask for it, and there is something in me that says that i will most likely ask for it this weekend when we play, yet at the same time there is this war in me, the fear vs the intense desire.

Any comments or help from the gallery??

~ I have recently been in an email discussion about this very topic - and just when I think I have my mind in the right place I think it needs to be in - he'll say something in response to a question of mine - and I feel myself retreat backward as I suddenly feel the fear vs. the intense desire rise to the surface again.

 

[SINsualTreasure]

~ I have recently been in an email discussion about this very topic - and just when I think I have my mind in the right place I think it needs to be in - he'll say something in response to a question of mine - and I feel myself retreat backward as I suddenly feel the fear vs. the intense desire rise to the surface again.

With me, it's the discussion of it that gets the desire heightened and the visual that motivates the fear!

 

[DVS]

This installment is a continuation from post #863.​

OK, here's another little bit to wet your um...well what ever gets wet when you read these installments. I hope you like. Yep, this is still going strong. Not done with the figging quite yet.


After talking with both girls, neither of them seemed very humble. In fact, I’m sure the gags were all that was keeping them silent about their punishment. Maybe I had allowed their contempt to continue too long, so it would be that much harder to get their attention. Getting their attention was primary. I pointed to the tray that still held four gingerroot plugs. Both of them could easily see them.

“I see you’ve missed my point with the gingerroot. It looks like it has had little effect on your attitude. All it’s done is piss you off.” I waited for some kind of sign from either of them. Something that told me they understood. Rita just glared at me, and Lucy had decided she didn’t even want to look at me.

The scent of ginger filled the room. It should have been obvious to them there was more to come. But, I understand how the mind sometimes blocks things out. For whatever reason, we all sometimes have selective memories. If we choose to forget something happened, it helps us rationalize our actions. I think Lucy and Rita were choosing to forget they had been mean to the slut.

But, my plan was multi-layered and each step depended on how the one before it was received. The first step, although quite enjoyable to watch, didn’t seem to be very effective in changing their attitudes. So, we would continue with step two.

“Are there no comments from either of you,” I asked. “Now’s the time, if you have something to say.” Silence was their collective response. “Well then, ladies, we will continue with your punishment. And, this next step will be slightly more intense.”

That got Lucy’s attention. She quickly jerked her head around, giving me the once over. The look in her eyes…I don’t know if she was just being spiteful or maybe thinking of changing her mind. I acted as if I didn’t notice, and continued with my plan.

Step two required the gingerroot in their asses to be removed and fresh root inserted. Instead of the slut doing it this time, James and I would do the honors. I had also promised the girls it would be more intense. I remember reading about the first use of ginger in Victorian times. It was used as a means to keep the victim from clenching their ass cheeks, during a caning.

Clenching the ass cheeks during caning can sometimes lessen the pain for the victim. You can reprimand them against the practice, and even stagger the blows to keep them off guard. But, there are always those who will continue in their attempt to avoid some pain from the cane.

Of course the anal application of ginger wouldn’t really stop someone from clenching their ass cheeks, but it would create an intense heat within their ass if they did. They then had a choice…either take the pain from the cane, or receive the intense heat from the ginger. The Victorian area must have been an interesting time to live.

For the next part of my plan I needed two canes. Unfortunately, that was one thing James didn’t bring in those bags of tricks and toys. But, we had the slut’s crop and James did bring that little leather whip. They would do nicely as suedo-canes.

I asked James if he had a preference. He wanted the crop. That was fine with me, because I preferred the whip. It was short, but it didn’t take much to get someone’s attention with it. And, I planned to get Lucy’s attention.

James took his place behind Rita and I stood behind Lucy. James was already getting Rita’s attention by prodding her crotch with the crop. She turned her head to look behind her and James smiled at her. Rita groaned and turned her head back to the front.

“OK, ladies, the break is over. It’s time for punishment court to reconvene.” I was swishing the whip behind Lucy and lightly tapping the tip of it against her ass. At first she wiggled that ass in response, but soon she turned her head back to look at me. She moaned as she turned her head back towards Rita. I don’t know what she was trying to say with that moan, but I’d guess it was in desperation.

I nodded at James and we both slowly popped the gingerroot from the asshole of the girl in front of us. Neither Lucy nor Rita put up any fight. They were glad to be rid of those figs, I’m sure. James held his up in the air. “What do I do with this?”

That was one part of my plan I hadn’t thought about. I knew we could wash it off, slice a little more flesh off and the oil will come to the surface again. It’s possible to do that several times, but each time it gets a little smaller. Eventually it would get too small to be used as a butt plug, even for Lucy’s tight ass. And, this was kind of an impromptu occasion. I didn’t have anything to put the used ginger in, so I just told him to “Trash it.”

He looked around the room for a trash can, but couldn’t find one. Finally, the slut noticed what he was doing and spoke up. “There’s one just under the desk, Sir,” she said.

James leaned down and looked under the desk. “Oh. There it is.” He tossed the ginger into the trashcan. I wasn’t close to the trashcan, so I just laid mine on the tray. At nearly the same time, we both reached to the tray for a fresh gingerroot plug. When Lucy and Rita saw what we were reaching for, the squirming started all over, again.

I’d been through all of that before. They are a squirmy little pair, for sure. “James, you might have to hold Rita around the waist while you insert the ginger into her ass. That’s what I did the first time. Watch it. She’s a fighter.”

“Oh, I don’t think I’ll have much of a problem holding her still. It will be fun.”

I knew exactly what James meant by that. Holding the squirming naked body of a woman while you shove a gingerroot butt plug up her ass is a lot of fun. It’s a little work, but it’s a labor of love. If you’ve never experienced it, you should put it on your list of things to do.

Lucy watched as I held the ginger in my hand. I got right behind her and she couldn’t twist her body around enough to watch me. She was turning her head to the right, then the left, trying to watch me. I thought she might be planning on kicking me or something. She would probably be aiming for my balls. But, I grabbed her around the waist with my right arm and shoved the ginger into that cute little asshole with my left. Lucy whimpered as it went in. I let her loose and she groaned her disapproval. She even stomped her foot. I don’t think she wanted to do the figger’s dance again.

I looked up and James was just standing there. His hands were empty. I hadn’t heard even a whimper from Rita. “That was slick,” I said, commenting on his obvious ability to wrangle Rita without even a whimper. “You roped that little filly in nothing flat.”

He laughed at my “rodeo talk” and carried it even further. “Nothing to it, Tex.”

I laughed and looked at Rita. She had a very combustible look in her eyes. If she hadn’t been bound and gagged…and freshly figged, I think she would be ready to blow off some of that steam building up inside of her.

I thought we should wait for a few minutes, to let the ginger start working. James nodded in agreement and picked up his beer. I went back and sat in a chair. He decided to stay over by Rita. He just sat there on the desk, sipping his beer and watching her.

I picked up my beer and took a sip. I looked at the slut. She was smiling form ear to ear. I laughed when I saw her. It was a big toothy smile. “I guess you are enjoying this, too?”

“Oh, yes. I’m loving this, Sir.”

“Good. It’s partly for your benefit, to give you a bit of revenge.”

A few minutes had passed and Lucy was twisting around. It didn’t seem like she was feeling the heat yet, but it was probably the anticipation. She knew what was coming, this time. Rita knew too, but she was pretty calm.

While I sat there, nursing my beer, I watched Lucy fidgeting. It was interesting to note the differences from her first figging. Because she knew there would soon be another fire in her ass, she seemed more nervous. That was good for her. A little anxiety might help her to be more humble, in the future.

I looked over at James. He was watching Rita very closely. He was sipping his beer, and tapping the crop against the top of the desk. He wasn’t real close to Rita, but she was watching that crop whap at the desktop as if it were her own naked behind. I don’t think James had intended it, but that crop had Rita a little nervous, too. I saw her cringe just a little whenever it slapped the desk.

I was just finishing my beer when I happened to see Lucy wiggling her ass. It looked like the heat had started. I looked over at Rita. Her eyes were no longer watching the crop. Instead, they were wide open and she looked like she was staring off into space.

I picked up my whip and slowly walked over to the cute wiggling ass that was attached to Lucy. As I got closer, I could hear her whimpers. By the time I was right up to the desk, I could also hear Rita. She was also starting to fidget. It was time for us to begin.

James had seen me get up and he had hopped off the desk. He had a big smile on his face as he watched Rita’s ass from behind. If it was moving anything like Lucy’s I knew why he was smiling. Talk about sexy…those wiggling ass cheeks were tempting my cock.

Before I started in on Lucy’s ass, I thought a little work on her mind would be fun. I leaned over and rested on my forearms. I was right beside her, close enough to talk in a low volume. “Hey Lucy, how’s that tight little asshole of yours doing? You’re keeping it warm for me, I hope.” She looked at me and groaned. But, because the ginger was getting hot, it didn’t seem like my comment bothered her that much.

Then, I remembered whose panties were stuffed in her mouth. With a big smile on my face, I asked her about them. “Lucy, how do those panties taste? You know, I’ll bet it’s like going down on the slut. If you were to ask her nicely, I bet she’d let you do it again.”

Shit. That still wasn’t much of a reaction. Oh, I got another groan and she gave me a quick evil glance, but nothing like I expected. That ginger must have really been working on her. Actually, from the way she was beginning to wiggle around, it was working on her quite well. She was again up on her toes, and bouncing around. I looked over at Rita. She was hopping around on tiptoes too. First one leg, then the other. The figger’s dance had begun, again.

I got up and took my position behind Lucy. James took his position behind Rita. We silently counted to three and started whipping ass. It was fun, but because the gags were stopping most of their voices, it didn’t seem the same. That little whip could be mean, if used correctly. And, it was leaving red lines on Lucy’s ass and her body jerked when each stroke landed. I guess the ginger had all of her attention.

James was cracking away on Rita’s ass. It was loud enough that I could hear that crop smacking against her ass. Rita wiggled her ass with each one, but she was wiggling so much from the ginger that it was difficult to tell if she felt much from the crop.

I was getting pretty mean with the whip. Each stroke left a nicely defined red welt on Lucy’s ass. And, each time she jumped. It wasn’t until a few minutes later that I noticed some reaction from the ginger. I guess I just rushed it.

Yes, finally, I was getting a reaction from the whip. Not only did she jump with each stroke, but I could also hear a scream from behind the gag. They were high-pitched screams. They were short, but I knew they were connected to the whip, because I could hear them right after I whipped her. I know it had to be because she was clenching her ass cheeks. She was feeling the heat of the ginger.

Rita was letting out a little scream, too, but hers wasn’t as high pitched as Lucy’s. So, it was interesting to listen to them. There would be a whip, jump, scream…crop, jump, scream…whip, jump, scream…crop, jump, scream.

This went on for several minutes. Lucy’s ass was a mass of those defined red welts. I’m sure James was making Rita’s ass red, too. It was more fun, when there was a reaction. Each time that whip landed, she clenched her ass and each time she felt the heat.

Earlier, I told James what the third gingerroot was for. We’d planned a grand finale. And, it was going to be grand. In preparation for that, I started playing with Lucy’s clit. When I first touched her, she squealed and jumped as if my hand had been a live wire of electricity. Once she started feeling my fingers on her, she was getting wet.

I whipped her some, and then I pushed a finger or two into her pussy. With one hand on her clit, I continued whipping her ass. Alternating sensations was my intention. Allow her to get use to feeling one thing, then switch and give her something else. It’s a wonderful torture technique, especially when they can’t tell what’s changing or when.

James had been watching me and was doing similar things to Rita. I heard her squeal at the top of her lungs, only to look over and see him fucking her with his empty beer bottle. Rita liked that. So, I picked mine up and shoved it into Lucy’s pussy.

Her body jerked so much, I nearly lost hold of the bottle. I held on to the bottom of it, and made circles with it, inside her pussy. She liked that so much, I had to stop. I didn’t want her to cum…not just yet.

The next installment in this continuing story is on post #1065.​

 

[Chicklet]

*pants*

i'm so happy mister PYL is coming to see me tomorrow, and relieve all this tension you've built up inside me.

 

[Kajira Callista]

I love this song, pussy!

puuurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

 

[Victoria_2001_02769]

OK, here's another little bit to wet your um...well what ever gets wet when you read these installments. I hope you like. Yep, this is still going strong. Not done with the figging quite yet.


After talking with both girls, neither of them seemed very humble. In fact, I’m sure the gags were all that was keeping them silent about their punishment. Maybe I had allowed their contempt to continue too long, so it would be that much harder to get their attention. Getting their attention was primary. I pointed to the tray that still held four gingerroot plugs. Both of them could easily see them.

“I see you’ve missed my point with the gingerroot. It looks like it has had little effect on your attitude. All it’s done is piss you off.” I waited for some kind of sign from either of them. Something that told me they understood. Rita just glared at me, and Lucy had decided she didn’t even want to look at me.

The scent of ginger filled the room. It should have been obvious to them there was more to come. But, I understand how the mind sometimes blocks things out. For whatever reason, we all sometimes have selective memories. If we choose to forget something happened, it helps us rationalize our actions. I think Lucy and Rita were choosing to forget they had been mean to the slut.

But, my plan was multi-layered and each step depended on how the one before it was received. The first step, although quite enjoyable to watch, didn’t seem to be very effective in changing their attitudes. So, we would continue with step two.

“Are there no comments from either of you,” I asked. “Now’s the time, if you have something to say.” Silence was their collective response. “Well then, ladies, we will continue with your punishment. And, this next step will be slightly more intense.”

That got Lucy’s attention. She quickly jerked her head around, giving me the once over. The look in her eyes…I don’t know if she was just being spiteful or maybe thinking of changing her mind. I acted as if I didn’t notice, and continued with my plan.

Step two required the gingerroot in their asses to be removed and fresh root inserted. Instead of the slut doing it this time, James and I would do the honors. I had also promised the girls it would be more intense. I remember reading about the first use of ginger in Victorian times. It was used as a means to keep the victim from clenching their ass cheeks, during a caning.

Clenching the ass cheeks during caning can sometimes lessen the pain for the victim. You can reprimand them against the practice, and even stagger the blows to keep them off guard. But, there are always those who will continue in their attempt to avoid some pain from the cane.

Of course the anal application of ginger wouldn’t really stop someone from clenching their ass cheeks, but it would create an intense heat within their ass if they did. They then had a choice…either take the pain from the cane, or receive the intense heat from the ginger. The Victorian area must have been an interesting time to live.

For the next part of my plan I needed two canes. Unfortunately, that was one thing James didn’t bring in those bags of tricks and toys. But, we had the slut’s crop and James did bring that little leather whip. They would do nicely as suedo-canes.

I asked James if he had a preference. He wanted the crop. That was fine with me, because I preferred the whip. It was short, but it didn’t take much to get someone’s attention with it. And, I planned to get Lucy’s attention.

James took his place behind Rita and I stood behind Lucy. James was already getting Rita’s attention by prodding her crotch with the crop. She turned her head to look behind her and James smiled at her. Rita groaned and turned her head back to the front.

“OK, ladies, the break is over. It’s time for punishment court to reconvene.” I was swishing the whip behind Lucy and lightly tapping the tip of it against her ass. At first she wiggled that ass in response, but soon she turned her head back to look at me. She moaned as she turned her head back towards Rita. I don’t know what she was trying to say with that moan, but I’d guess it was in desperation.

I nodded at James and we both slowly popped the gingerroot from the asshole of the girl in front of us. Neither Lucy nor Rita put up any fight. They were glad to be rid of those figs, I’m sure. James held his up in the air. “What do I do with this?”

That was one part of my plan I hadn’t thought about. I knew we could wash it off, slice a little more flesh off and the oil will come to the surface again. It’s possible to do that several times, but each time it gets a little smaller. Eventually it would get too small to be used as a butt plug, even for Lucy’s tight ass. And, this was kind of an impromptu occasion. I didn’t have anything to put the used ginger in, so I just told him to “Trash it.”

He looked around the room for a trash can, but couldn’t find one. Finally, the slut noticed what he was doing and spoke up. “There’s one just under the desk, Sir,” she said.

James leaned down and looked under the desk. “Oh. There it is.” He tossed the ginger into the trashcan. I wasn’t close to the trashcan, so I just laid mine on the tray. At nearly the same time, we both reached to the tray for a fresh gingerroot plug. When Lucy and Rita saw what we were reaching for, the squirming started all over, again.

I’d been through all of that before. They are a squirmy little pair, for sure. “James, you might have to hold Rita around the waist while you insert the ginger into her ass. That’s what I did the first time. Watch it. She’s a fighter.”

“Oh, I don’t think I’ll have much of a problem holding her still. It will be fun.”

I knew exactly what James meant by that. Holding the squirming naked body of a woman while you shove a gingerroot butt plug up her ass is a lot of fun. It’s a little work, but it’s a labor of love. If you’ve never experienced it, you should put it on your list of things to do.

Lucy watched as I held the ginger in my hand. I got right behind her and she couldn’t twist her body around enough to watch me. She was turning her head to the right, then the left, trying to watch me. I thought she might be planning on kicking me or something. She would probably be aiming for my balls. But, I grabbed her around the waist with my right arm and shoved the ginger into that cute little asshole with my left. Lucy whimpered as it went in. I let her loose and she groaned her disapproval. She even stomped her foot. I don’t think she wanted to do the figger’s dance again.

I looked up and James was just standing there. His hands were empty. I hadn’t heard even a whimper from Rita. “That was slick,” I said, commenting on his obvious ability to wrangle Rita without even a whimper. “You roped that little filly in nothing flat.”

He laughed at my “rodeo talk” and carried it even further. “Nothing to it, Tex.”

I laughed and looked at Rita. She had a very combustible look in her eyes. If she hadn’t been bound and gagged…and freshly figged, I think she would be ready to blow off some of that steam building up inside of her.

I thought we should wait for a few minutes, to let the ginger start working. James nodded in agreement and picked up his beer. I went back and sat in a chair. He decided to stay over by Rita. He just sat there on the desk, sipping his beer and watching her.

I picked up my beer and took a sip. I looked at the slut. She was smiling form ear to ear. I laughed when I saw her. It was a big toothy smile. “I guess you are enjoying this, too?”

“Oh, yes. I’m loving this, Sir.”

“Good. It’s partly for your benefit, to give you a bit of revenge.”

A few minutes had passed and Lucy was twisting around. It didn’t seem like she was feeling the heat yet, but it was probably the anticipation. She knew what was coming, this time. Rita knew too, but she was pretty calm.

While I sat there, nursing my beer, I watched Lucy fidgeting. It was interesting to note the differences from her first figging. Because she knew there would soon be another fire in her ass, she seemed more nervous. That was good for her. A little anxiety might help her to be more humble, in the future.

I looked over at James. He was watching Rita very closely. He was sipping his beer, and tapping the crop against the top of the desk. He wasn’t real close to Rita, but she was watching that crop whap at the desktop as if it were her own naked behind. I don’t think James had intended it, but that crop had Rita a little nervous, too. I saw her cringe just a little whenever it slapped the desk.

I was just finishing my beer when I happened to see Lucy wiggling her ass. It looked like the heat had started. I looked over at Rita. Her eyes were no longer watching the crop. Instead, they were wide open and she looked like she was staring off into space.

I picked up my whip and slowly walked over to the cute wiggling ass that was attached to Lucy. As I got closer, I could hear her whimpers. By the time I was right up to the desk, I could also hear Rita. She was also starting to fidget. It was time for us to begin.

James had seen me get up and he had hopped off the desk. He had a big smile on his face as he watched Rita’s ass from behind. If it was moving anything like Lucy’s I knew why he was smiling. Talk about sexy…those wiggling ass cheeks were tempting my cock.

Before I started in on Lucy’s ass, I thought a little work on her mind would be fun. I leaned over and rested on m forearms. I was right beside her, close enough to talk in a low volume. “Hey Lucy, how’s that tight little asshole of yours doing? You’re keeping it warm for me, I hope.” She looked at me and groaned. But, because the ginger was getting hot, it didn’t seem like my comment bothered her that much.

Then, I remembered whose panties were stuffed in her mouth. With a big smile on my face, I asked her about them. “Lucy, how do those panties taste? You know, I’ll bet it’s like going down on the slut. If you were to ask her nicely, I bet she’d let you do it again.”

Shit. That still wasn’t much of a reaction. Oh, I got another groan and she gave me a quick evil glance, but nothing like I expected. That ginger must have really been working on her. Actually, from the way she was beginning to wiggle around, it was working on her quite well. She was again up on her toes, and bouncing around. I looked over at Rita. She was hopping around on tiptoes too. First one leg, then the other. The figger’s dance had begun, again.

I got up and took my position behind Lucy. James took his position behind Rita. We silently counted to three and started whipping ass. It was fun, but because the gags were stopping most of their voices, it didn’t seem the same. That little whip could be mean, if used correctly. And, it was leaving red lines on Lucy’s ass and her body jerked when each stroke landed. I guess the ginger had all of her attention.

James was cracking away on Rita’s ass. It was loud enough that I could hear that crop smacking against her ass. Rita wiggled her ass with each one, but she was wiggling so much from the ginger that it was difficult to tell if she felt much from the crop.

I was getting pretty mean with the whip. Each stroke left a nicely defined red welt on Lucy’s ass. And, each time she jumped. It wasn’t until a few minutes later that I noticed some reaction from the ginger. I guess I just rushed it.

Yes, finally, I was getting a reaction from the whip. Not only did she jump with each stroke, but I could also hear a scream from behind the gag. They were high-pitched screams. They were short, but I knew they were connected to the whip, because I could hear them right after I whipped her. I know it had to be because she was clenching her ass cheeks. She was feeling the heat of the ginger.

Rita was letting out a little scream, too, but hers wasn’t as high pitched as Lucy’s. So, it was interesting to listen to them. There would be a whip, jump, scream…crop, jump, scream…whip, jump, scream…crop, jump, scream.

This went on for several minutes. Lucy’s ass was a mass of those defined red welts. I’m sure James was making Rita’s ass red, too. It was more fun, when there was a reaction. Each time that whip landed, she clenched her ass and each time she felt the heat.

Earlier, I told James what the third gingerroot was for. We’d planned a grand finale. And, it was going to be grand. In preparation for that, I started playing with Lucy’s clit. When I first touched her, she squealed and jumped as if my hand had been a live wire of electricity. Once she started feeling my fingers on her, she was getting wet.

I whipped her some, and then I pushed a finger or two into her pussy. With one hand on her clit, I continued whipping her ass. Alternating sensations was my intention. Allow her to get use to feeling one thing, then switch and give her something else. It’s a wonderful torture technique, especially when they can’t tell what’s changing or when.

James had been watching me and was doing similar things to Rita. I heard her squeal at the top of her lungs, only to look over and see him fucking her with his empty beer bottle. Rita liked that. So, I picked mine up and shoved it into Lucy’s pussy.

Her body jerked so much, I nearly lost hold of the bottle. I held on to the bottom of it, and made circles with it, inside her pussy. She liked that so much, I had to stop. I didn’t want her to cum…not just yet.

~ *Groans softly and squirms in her chair* Mmmm ~ you do know how to grab, and re-gain a wayward one's attention, Sir. Very, very well done.

 

[gypziedoll]

OK, here's another little bit to wet your um...well what ever gets wet when you read these installments. I hope you like. Yep, this is still going strong. Not done with the figging quite yet.


After talking with both girls, neither of them seemed very humble. In fact, I’m sure the gags were all that was keeping them silent about their punishment. Maybe I had allowed their contempt to continue too long, so it would be that much harder to get their attention. Getting their attention was primary. I pointed to the tray that still held four gingerroot plugs. Both of them could easily see them.

“I see you’ve missed my point with the gingerroot. It looks like it has had little effect on your attitude. All it’s done is piss you off.” I waited for some kind of sign from either of them. Something that told me they understood. Rita just glared at me, and Lucy had decided she didn’t even want to look at me.

The scent of ginger filled the room. It should have been obvious to them there was more to come. But, I understand how the mind sometimes blocks things out. For whatever reason, we all sometimes have selective memories. If we choose to forget something happened, it helps us rationalize our actions. I think Lucy and Rita were choosing to forget they had been mean to the slut.

But, my plan was multi-layered and each step depended on how the one before it was received. The first step, although quite enjoyable to watch, didn’t seem to be very effective in changing their attitudes. So, we would continue with step two.

“Are there no comments from either of you,” I asked. “Now’s the time, if you have something to say.” Silence was their collective response. “Well then, ladies, we will continue with your punishment. And, this next step will be slightly more intense.”

That got Lucy’s attention. She quickly jerked her head around, giving me the once over. The look in her eyes…I don’t know if she was just being spiteful or maybe thinking of changing her mind. I acted as if I didn’t notice, and continued with my plan.

Step two required the gingerroot in their asses to be removed and fresh root inserted. Instead of the slut doing it this time, James and I would do the honors. I had also promised the girls it would be more intense. I remember reading about the first use of ginger in Victorian times. It was used as a means to keep the victim from clenching their ass cheeks, during a caning.

Clenching the ass cheeks during caning can sometimes lessen the pain for the victim. You can reprimand them against the practice, and even stagger the blows to keep them off guard. But, there are always those who will continue in their attempt to avoid some pain from the cane.

Of course the anal application of ginger wouldn’t really stop someone from clenching their ass cheeks, but it would create an intense heat within their ass if they did. They then had a choice…either take the pain from the cane, or receive the intense heat from the ginger. The Victorian area must have been an interesting time to live.

For the next part of my plan I needed two canes. Unfortunately, that was one thing James didn’t bring in those bags of tricks and toys. But, we had the slut’s crop and James did bring that little leather whip. They would do nicely as suedo-canes.

I asked James if he had a preference. He wanted the crop. That was fine with me, because I preferred the whip. It was short, but it didn’t take much to get someone’s attention with it. And, I planned to get Lucy’s attention.

James took his place behind Rita and I stood behind Lucy. James was already getting Rita’s attention by prodding her crotch with the crop. She turned her head to look behind her and James smiled at her. Rita groaned and turned her head back to the front.

“OK, ladies, the break is over. It’s time for punishment court to reconvene.” I was swishing the whip behind Lucy and lightly tapping the tip of it against her ass. At first she wiggled that ass in response, but soon she turned her head back to look at me. She moaned as she turned her head back towards Rita. I don’t know what she was trying to say with that moan, but I’d guess it was in desperation.

I nodded at James and we both slowly popped the gingerroot from the asshole of the girl in front of us. Neither Lucy nor Rita put up any fight. They were glad to be rid of those figs, I’m sure. James held his up in the air. “What do I do with this?”

That was one part of my plan I hadn’t thought about. I knew we could wash it off, slice a little more flesh off and the oil will come to the surface again. It’s possible to do that several times, but each time it gets a little smaller. Eventually it would get too small to be used as a butt plug, even for Lucy’s tight ass. And, this was kind of an impromptu occasion. I didn’t have anything to put the used ginger in, so I just told him to “Trash it.”

He looked around the room for a trash can, but couldn’t find one. Finally, the slut noticed what he was doing and spoke up. “There’s one just under the desk, Sir,” she said.

James leaned down and looked under the desk. “Oh. There it is.” He tossed the ginger into the trashcan. I wasn’t close to the trashcan, so I just laid mine on the tray. At nearly the same time, we both reached to the tray for a fresh gingerroot plug. When Lucy and Rita saw what we were reaching for, the squirming started all over, again.

I’d been through all of that before. They are a squirmy little pair, for sure. “James, you might have to hold Rita around the waist while you insert the ginger into her ass. That’s what I did the first time. Watch it. She’s a fighter.”

“Oh, I don’t think I’ll have much of a problem holding her still. It will be fun.”

I knew exactly what James meant by that. Holding the squirming naked body of a woman while you shove a gingerroot butt plug up her ass is a lot of fun. It’s a little work, but it’s a labor of love. If you’ve never experienced it, you should put it on your list of things to do.

Lucy watched as I held the ginger in my hand. I got right behind her and she couldn’t twist her body around enough to watch me. She was turning her head to the right, then the left, trying to watch me. I thought she might be planning on kicking me or something. She would probably be aiming for my balls. But, I grabbed her around the waist with my right arm and shoved the ginger into that cute little asshole with my left. Lucy whimpered as it went in. I let her loose and she groaned her disapproval. She even stomped her foot. I don’t think she wanted to do the figger’s dance again.

I looked up and James was just standing there. His hands were empty. I hadn’t heard even a whimper from Rita. “That was slick,” I said, commenting on his obvious ability to wrangle Rita without even a whimper. “You roped that little filly in nothing flat.”

He laughed at my “rodeo talk” and carried it even further. “Nothing to it, Tex.”

I laughed and looked at Rita. She had a very combustible look in her eyes. If she hadn’t been bound and gagged…and freshly figged, I think she would be ready to blow off some of that steam building up inside of her.

I thought we should wait for a few minutes, to let the ginger start working. James nodded in agreement and picked up his beer. I went back and sat in a chair. He decided to stay over by Rita. He just sat there on the desk, sipping his beer and watching her.

I picked up my beer and took a sip. I looked at the slut. She was smiling form ear to ear. I laughed when I saw her. It was a big toothy smile. “I guess you are enjoying this, too?”

“Oh, yes. I’m loving this, Sir.”

“Good. It’s partly for your benefit, to give you a bit of revenge.”

A few minutes had passed and Lucy was twisting around. It didn’t seem like she was feeling the heat yet, but it was probably the anticipation. She knew what was coming, this time. Rita knew too, but she was pretty calm.

While I sat there, nursing my beer, I watched Lucy fidgeting. It was interesting to note the differences from her first figging. Because she knew there would soon be another fire in her ass, she seemed more nervous. That was good for her. A little anxiety might help her to be more humble, in the future.

I looked over at James. He was watching Rita very closely. He was sipping his beer, and tapping the crop against the top of the desk. He wasn’t real close to Rita, but she was watching that crop whap at the desktop as if it were her own naked behind. I don’t think James had intended it, but that crop had Rita a little nervous, too. I saw her cringe just a little whenever it slapped the desk.

I was just finishing my beer when I happened to see Lucy wiggling her ass. It looked like the heat had started. I looked over at Rita. Her eyes were no longer watching the crop. Instead, they were wide open and she looked like she was staring off into space.

I picked up my whip and slowly walked over to the cute wiggling ass that was attached to Lucy. As I got closer, I could hear her whimpers. By the time I was right up to the desk, I could also hear Rita. She was also starting to fidget. It was time for us to begin.

James had seen me get up and he had hopped off the desk. He had a big smile on his face as he watched Rita’s ass from behind. If it was moving anything like Lucy’s I knew why he was smiling. Talk about sexy…those wiggling ass cheeks were tempting my cock.

Before I started in on Lucy’s ass, I thought a little work on her mind would be fun. I leaned over and rested on m forearms. I was right beside her, close enough to talk in a low volume. “Hey Lucy, how’s that tight little asshole of yours doing? You’re keeping it warm for me, I hope.” She looked at me and groaned. But, because the ginger was getting hot, it didn’t seem like my comment bothered her that much.

Then, I remembered whose panties were stuffed in her mouth. With a big smile on my face, I asked her about them. “Lucy, how do those panties taste? You know, I’ll bet it’s like going down on the slut. If you were to ask her nicely, I bet she’d let you do it again.”

Shit. That still wasn’t much of a reaction. Oh, I got another groan and she gave me a quick evil glance, but nothing like I expected. That ginger must have really been working on her. Actually, from the way she was beginning to wiggle around, it was working on her quite well. She was again up on her toes, and bouncing around. I looked over at Rita. She was hopping around on tiptoes too. First one leg, then the other. The figger’s dance had begun, again.

I got up and took my position behind Lucy. James took his position behind Rita. We silently counted to three and started whipping ass. It was fun, but because the gags were stopping most of their voices, it didn’t seem the same. That little whip could be mean, if used correctly. And, it was leaving red lines on Lucy’s ass and her body jerked when each stroke landed. I guess the ginger had all of her attention.

James was cracking away on Rita’s ass. It was loud enough that I could hear that crop smacking against her ass. Rita wiggled her ass with each one, but she was wiggling so much from the ginger that it was difficult to tell if she felt much from the crop.

I was getting pretty mean with the whip. Each stroke left a nicely defined red welt on Lucy’s ass. And, each time she jumped. It wasn’t until a few minutes later that I noticed some reaction from the ginger. I guess I just rushed it.

Yes, finally, I was getting a reaction from the whip. Not only did she jump with each stroke, but I could also hear a scream from behind the gag. They were high-pitched screams. They were short, but I knew they were connected to the whip, because I could hear them right after I whipped her. I know it had to be because she was clenching her ass cheeks. She was feeling the heat of the ginger.

Rita was letting out a little scream, too, but hers wasn’t as high pitched as Lucy’s. So, it was interesting to listen to them. There would be a whip, jump, scream…crop, jump, scream…whip, jump, scream…crop, jump, scream.

This went on for several minutes. Lucy’s ass was a mass of those defined red welts. I’m sure James was making Rita’s ass red, too. It was more fun, when there was a reaction. Each time that whip landed, she clenched her ass and each time she felt the heat.

Earlier, I told James what the third gingerroot was for. We’d planned a grand finale. And, it was going to be grand. In preparation for that, I started playing with Lucy’s clit. When I first touched her, she squealed and jumped as if my hand had been a live wire of electricity. Once she started feeling my fingers on her, she was getting wet.

I whipped her some, and then I pushed a finger or two into her pussy. With one hand on her clit, I continued whipping her ass. Alternating sensations was my intention. Allow her to get use to feeling one thing, then switch and give her something else. It’s a wonderful torture technique, especially when they can’t tell what’s changing or when.

James had been watching me and was doing similar things to Rita. I heard her squeal at the top of her lungs, only to look over and see him fucking her with his empty beer bottle. Rita liked that. So, I picked mine up and shoved it into Lucy’s pussy.

Her body jerked so much, I nearly lost hold of the bottle. I held on to the bottom of it, and made circles with it, inside her pussy. She liked that so much, I had to stop. I didn’t want her to cum…not just yet.

wickedly evil Sir......wet is an understatement......

 

[Blushing Bottom]

OK, here's another little bit to wet your um...well what ever gets wet when you read these installments. I hope you like. Yep, this is still going strong. Not done with the figging quite yet.

Wet...did someone say wet?

After reading the 1/17 installment last evening and starting my day with this one I'd say wet IS the word of the day.

Thank-you soooooooo much for your little look into your deviously naughty mind.

 

[Blushing Bottom]

LOL...yes the good ol' days. The only time I had my ass warmed before 2005 was in the first grade, flipped over Ms Porch's lap, little skirt pulled up and had my panties polished in front of the entire class.

Obviously I was "scared" for life.

Ah, the good ol' days, when misbehaving students were taken by the ear to the cloak room and dealt with as they should have been...with a stern hand and knickers down!

 

[cellis]

I say you had done it again. I started to read the next mini installation this morning, but had to put it off until this evening when I got home from work. I would not have lasted through the day.....