“I thought—hey, don’t!” I say, fighting as he pulls my clenched cheeks open. His strength pins my hips down onto his lap to trap me in place. I’d thought they might tease me with the ginger by slipping it in and out of my pussy. I didn’t realize they planned to insert it in my anus. I’m not mentally prepared to be plugged there in front of three men.
“If she was restrained, this would already be in,” Trick says mildly.
Anvil leans forward. “Do you need to go back into restraints?”
“No!” I say, while reaching back to cover my ass with a hand. “Just don’t put it there.”
“It’s where it goes,” Trick says.
“Zoe,” C says firmly. “Behave yourself.”
“C—!”
“No,” he orders. “Cooperate.”
I bite my lip and squeeze my eyes shut.
“A long punishment fuck in that hole would work too, C,” Trick says. “If you’d rather, go for it.”
My belly clenches, and I shake my head. “No,” I protest. “Not that. I just—just spank me.”
“Zoe,” C says impatiently. “You’ve got less than a minute to cooperate before I spank you and then tie you down and fuck you.”
I will my limbs to relax, but it’s not easy. Trick rubs my low back with one hand while pressing the cold wet ginger against the rosette of my ass. Anvil holds my cheeks apart.
I’m so naked and exposed, letting them all look at and touch me, letting them do filthy things to me. And yet, I’m not really scared now. It’s more a feeling of spinning out of control, and of being on the verge of something. There’s a part of me that doesn’t want them to stop.
I let out a defeated sob as the steady pressure finally wins. I hang my head, my shoulders shaking, and I realize that’s the point. Being mastered, having my ass plugged with a vegetable, it’s a deeper chastisement than being spanked.
Then I start to feel a burning pain. “Ow!” I say, reaching back.
Anvil grabs my arms and pins them against my lower back.
“Ouch! No!” I scream, but the more I move, the more intense the burning becomes.
“Watch yourself, ‘Vil,” Trick says.
“Go,” Anvil responds.
That’s when the spanking begins. The slaps aren’t very hard, but they jar me and make me clench, which causes flaming pain in my ring. I buck and scream.
Trick stops spanking and bends down. He catches my hair and uses it to turn my head, so I’m looking him in the eye.
“Take it out!” I shriek.
He shakes his head. “If you need something to do with your mouth, one of us can give you a cock to suck.”
“If anyone puts anything in my mouth, I will bite it off!” I yell, twisting and squirming. I nearly buck off Anvil’s lap, and he has to haul me back into position.
Trick raises his brows. “Making threats? I don’t think this punishment’s hard enough yet.” He stands and slides his belt from its loops. “Come on, ‘Vil. Unless you’re going to spank her, toss her on the bed and tie her down. I can’t whip her with you in the way.”
“No!” I scream, wrapping my arms around Anvil’s leg.
Anvil says a couple of words I don’t understand. “When she’s hurt, she still fights,” Anvil says with admiration in his voice.
“It burns! God. Take it out!” I say, kicking my legs and thrashing. I nearly end up on the floor, and then Anvil does grab me and toss me on the bed.
I fight being restrained, but I’m overpowered and soon I’m on my knees with my shoulders on the mattress.
