Page 75 of S is for…

There was a new tray on the floor by the tea tray.She craned to see what was on it, but the only thing she really noticed was a stack of towels and yet another teapot, steam curling up from the spout.

She puzzled over that as Peter bent her over the arm of the chair he’d been sitting in.She braced her hands on the firm cushion, and spread her legs when he nudged the inside of her ankle with the toe of his boot.

“How is your ass feeling?”

“From the spanking?”

“No, your anus.”He tugged on the base of the plug.“Still feeling the ginger?”

“A little.It still feels warm but not as hot.”

“Good, though I’m going to give you a very thorough cleaning.”

“Wow, that sounds… ominous.”

He chuckled.“Does it?”He tugged at the plug, teasing her, then pulled hard.There was a moment where her body instinctively clenched down, and then the plug was out.She loved that “pop” feeling of having a plug removed, or of anal beads being pulled out of her ass.

“You like that, don’t you?”Peter stroked her back and still tender ass with one hand.

“I really like having my ass played with,” she said softly.

“I wonder if you’ll like what I have planned for it.”He walked away, and she listened to the sound of his steps, and the rustle and clink as he picked up and moved things.

She was deeper in her submission now, and had no urge to turn around or sneak a peek.

“Just because I like to hear the little jingle,” he said a moment before adding nipple clamps to her dangling breasts.Laney moaned at the gentle pinch.They were simple tweezer clamps with a slide for adjusting tightness.Peter had left them loose, so they were gripping her nipples with a gentle pinch.

But dangling off the clamps was a trio of little bells.Laney dropped her head down between her arms, looking at her own breasts.She took a deep breath, and the bells tinkled, a high, clear chime.

“Sound?”she asked, trying to think of an S word.

“No, this is just because I want to clamp your sweet nipples.And because it will be fun to hear that sound every time you move and twitch.”

“Diabolical.”

“Thank you.”Peter swatted her butt, Laney jerked and yelped, and the bells tinkled.

“Now then, first thing we’re going to do is clean off this pretty hole right here.”Gloves snapped, and then he stroked her anus.Sensitive from the ginger, the pleasure of his soft touch against the plethora of nerve endings had her moaning.

Rough terrycloth replaced his finger.He wiped away the lube, then worked the tip of his finger against her puckered entrance.Laney hissed out a breath, unsure if this hurt or felt good.The clamps pulled on her nipples as she shifted away from him.

“I need to get all the lube off, so I guess I’ll have to spread you open.”The pressure of his towel-wrapped finger disappeared.

“Spread me open?Is…spreading one of our items?”

“Actually, sort of.But in this case, I’ll be using a different S-word to do the spreading.

Peter crouched by the chair, holding up a speculum for her to see.

“Speculum?”she squeaked.

“Yes.Anal speculum.”

“Shouldn’t that be listed under A?”

“Well, it’s speculum, hyphen anal.There’s also speculum, hyphen vaginal.”He paused, clearly giving her time respond.When she didn’t, Peter touched her cheek.“Laney, if you need me to stop, you just say so.”

“No.I just…this seems clinical and we’ve been teasing and playing.”

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