ZETA QUEEN:
The
Challenge: Friday
(The
challenge continues, as Merry looks for anything that will humiliate or
embarrass Shilo)
“So,” said
Merry, “Jill and Tina are coming over this evening, about 6. Plan on giving yourself a thorough enema, say
around 4, then when you’re ready to get in the shower, call me to do a proper
shaving of your bottom and the backs of your legs.”
“Umm, okay,
got it.”
So,
commencing at 4, I filled the two-quart rubber bag with warm water, knelt over
the bathtub, inserted the nozzle into my
rectum and opened the valve. The bag
emptied and filled me up. I held it a few minutes while groaning, then got up
and onto the toilet to release it.
I sat on the
toilet long enough to make sure it was gone.
“Merry,” I
called out the bathroom door, “I’m getting in the shower.”
“Okay, get
your back wet, and soap up your backside.”
I did so.
She came in,
and picked up a new razor blade.
I turned off
the water and opened the shower curtain, and turned my back to her and bent
over, hands on my knees and she shaved my butt and legs.
“That should
do it. Finish your shower.”
I did and
after toweling down, I called out, “What am I wearing for this.”
She came to
the doorway and said, grinning, “Nothing but a smile and that chastity
device. You’ll be naked and standing at
attention when they arrive. Pull the
table out to the middle of the room, and put the yoga pad on it. You’ll be kneeling FDAU on it, for quite a
while. Meanwhile, I have some ginger
root to carve.”
She walked
away.
I went to prepare
the table, and put the pad on it.
She set up a
side table, and she brought out items, and put them on the table. I saw a box of latex gloves; a bottle of
Astro-glide; several dildos and anal probes and plugs; a tube of IcyHot; a tube
of capsaicin cream; the large bulb-syringe; the locking butt plug…
She looked
at the clock. “It’s getting close to time, so start with, standing right there,
at attention, until they arrive.”
I stood up
straight and still.
Just after
6, a knock on the door sounded.
Merry went
to it, opened it, and admitted two women to the living room.
“Thank you
for asking me to give a demonstration on ‘Anal Pleasure and Pain for Males’,”
said Merry.
“Thank you
for giving it,” replied Tina, and Jill echoed it.
“My husband,
Shilo, there, is ready to be our bottom
for this evening.”
The women
tittered slightly, and mumbled, “Lovely.”
“So, can I
get you anything, or shall we begin?”
“Oh, we are
ready!”
“Great.
Let’s start with the one thing that most men should have done, but usually
hate. The prostate exam. Shilo, step up to the table, and bend over
it, arms folded under your chest, feet spread apart.”
I stepped up
and assumed the position.
“Okay,
ladies, let’s all put one of these gloves on our dominant hands. And if you’re feeling at all squeamish about
‘striking gold’, as it is called, I’ll mention that Shilo did a thorough interior cleaning before your arrival. So the gloves aren’t to keep you from touching
what you might not want to touch, but to protect his sensitive anus and rectum
from scratches from your fingernails.
So, glove on, like so, dab a bit of lube onto the tip of your finger, I
separate his cheeks with my left hand, and insert my finger like so … “
I felt her
finger enter my rectum and I took a deep breath.
“Finger
inside two inches or so, bend it towards his belly button, and you can feel the
slight bulge, and that’s his prostate gland.
So…. “, and she took her finger out, “Who wants to try?”
I felt a
different finger go into my anus, and wiggle around , then taken out, and then another different finger, and I just
… continued breathing.
“So, just
the thought of having that done will send many, most, men into a panic or
they’ll turn bright red in embarrassment.
Try telling your man, that you’re going to be doing it weekly. Heh.
So, to continue … Shilo, up on the table.”
I climbed up
on the table, and knelt, my knees spread
as far as they could go on the table, my ass up, my face down.
“Let’s move
on to figging, which means inserting ginger root into his ass. The ginger root should be peeled, and carved
into the shape of a plug if you want it to stay inside him unaided, or in the
shape of a dildo, if you want to have other fun. Why is using ginger called figging, instead
of, oh, I don’t know, gingering? It
comes from ‘to feague’, something to do with inserting ginger root in a horse’s
ass, to teach him to keep his tail up. Anyway, once inserted, the ginger oils
produce a burning sensation inside his rectum, and the recipient’s reactions
are a delight to watch. I’ve already
carved this one in the shape of a dildo.
No need to lubricate. Here we
go….”
I felt the
root inserted, and I moaned, then felt the built of heat inside me, and I began
gasping.
“This goes
very well with a simultaneous spanking or caning or other impact play. The tendency of the recipient would be to
clench the cheeks, which just increases the burning sensation. If you want to
do that, then shape the root into a plug, so you don’t have to hold onto
it. The reason I shaped it into a dildo
is to do this…” and I felt the root
sliding further in, then pulled out, slid in and pulled out, and I moaned much louder.
“Fucking his
ass with the root…his reactions bring oodles of joy to my heart…. However good
things do come to an end, and quite
simply, once the ginger oils get
absorbed the effects wear off, and it’s pointless to continue.”
She took the
root out, and I sighed.
“But, don’t
throw it away, immediately. If you shave off the outer layer, it’s as good as
new, just a tad thinner… and see how clean it is? He did a good job on
himself.”
“So, it’s
not always convenient to run to the store for ginger root, but it’s not too
hard to keep a tube of Icy Hot on hand. You
can apply it directly with a gloved finger, and smear it on a favorite anal
probe, like so, and slide it in and…”
I felt the
probe enter my butt, and quickly felt the heat build up, and I moaned, and
gasped.
“This is so
much fun, pushing and pulling on the probe, twirling it around…”
I gasped…
“It just
adds to the fun, if while you have the probe inside him, you smear some his
taint and inner cheeks.”
I felt her
doing just that, and I moaned loudly as the fire in my cheeks began.
“The
capsaicin cream … you do NOT want to use inside him, or on these sensitive
areas. I can’t emphasize that enough.
Use a glove, for sure, and smear some like these on his cheeks, like so,
and soon, you’ll have him feeling a fire, inside and outside.”
I wiggled,
and moaned, “Oh, please …oh,
Gahh…please…”
She pulled
the probe out, and said, “Now this one I love.
It’s called the Manicore Anal Plug, on extremerestraints, and it’s so
much fun putting in him, and pulling out, and so on. Especially when using Icy Hot for lube.”
I felt the
ball-shaped end of the plug nudge against my anus, then slid in, all the way
in, as I gasped. Then she slowly slid it
out and back in, out and back in, and I could only let out a long deep OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH …
“Trust me,
he is feeling that….heh.”
“Now, let’s
do this.” I heard a glove snapping onto
her hand, then she squeezed some lube onto her fingers.
Two fingers
touched my anus, and slid in, then out, then in, then it was three fingers,
then four ... and with a little effort, she had her entire hand in my ass,
almost to her wrist. She rotated it a
little, left, then right; pulled it out slightly, expanding my sphincters, then
pushed back in, and I groaned loudly.
She pulled her hand out, as I gasped, and she said, “And that was
fisting, as you probably surmised.”
“Now what
else… oh, this. A bulb-syringe. This is great for quick clean-ups or a quick
fill up. This is about as big as they
get, about 10 ounces. I love to fill him with this, plug him, and wait. So, I’ll go fill this…”
She went to the
kitchen …and returned.
I was still
moaning from the capsaicin burn on my buttocks. I felt the nozzle nudge against
my anus, then the whole tube pushed into my rectum, and I felt the water rush
into my rectum, as she squeezed the bulb to empty. She pulled it out, and slid a large plug into
my butt.
“He’ll be
begging to go, in just a bit. In the
meantime, are you ready for coffee or tea or something?’
They were
ready, and I heard them walk into the kitchen.
I moaned from the fire on my buttocks, and I groaned from the cramps
beginning inside.
After I
don’t know how long, they returned, and Merry said, “Shilo, up and off the
table.”
I climbed
off, gasping.
“I’ll give
you five minutes to go to the toilet, remove the plug, evacuate, and get back
here. Go!”
I hurried
off to the toilet, and did what I urgently needed to do.
I heard her
yell, “Four minutes and thirty seconds…”
Which meant
it was time for me to wipe my crack clean and dry, flush and get back.
I returned
to the living room, as she said, “Four minutes, fifty nine seconds…. Good. Now
then, one last thing. Just, bend over
the table, like for an exam.”
I went to
the table and bent over the edge, with my feet spread, arms folded under my
chest.
“This neat
item,” she said, “Is a locking butt plug.
Looks like a metal plug, with an odd handle. The handle is a plunger, and when I push in,
the head spreads open in three parts, like a blossoming flower. It’s highly recommended to put a condom over
the head first, so….. there. Now a bit of lube…. And here it goes.”
I felt the
head nudge against my anus, then felt it pushed into my rectum, and I
grunted.
“Now, it’s
all the way in, and I push the plunger…”
I moaned as I felt the petals spreading open inside my rectum.
“And I place
this lock through the hole in the post of the plunger and set it, and
voila! It is NOT coming out, until I am
ready to unlock it. Stand up, Shilo,
and turn around.”
I did so,
with my mouth open, gasping, a pained look on my face.
“There now,
is that so bad?” asked Merry, with the hint of a grin.
I managed to
choke out the words, “It is my pleasure to accept anything you require of me,
Mistress Merry.”
“Of course
it is,” she said. “So, ladies, the one
glaring omission in this demonstration is the use of a strap-on, only because
I’m willing to bet that you already have knowledge in that practice.
But if you
don’t, I’m more than willing to fetch mine…”
“No, you’re
right, we have plenty of experience with strap-ons.”
“Well, then,
I’m … done. Any … comments?”
“Well, I’ve
heard of figging, but did not know much about it, so this was a great demo.”
“I’ve never
considered the use of Icy Hot on a dildo for anal insertions, so that’s a great
idea.”
“And using
capsaicin in that way… I never knew.”
“And that
Manticore Plug? I gotta get me one of
those!”
“Well, I
want the locking butt plug for George. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve
plugged him and caught him not having it in.”
“Well, okay,
I’m glad you liked it.”
“Oh
yes.” “Hell yes.” “Well, we should be going. Thanks for a great show!”
“Oh, you’re
welcome,” said Merry, escorting them to the door, and then closing the door, as
they left.
“SO,” she
said, turning to me, “How did THAT rate for H&E?”
“Well … once
my back was turned, I didn’t even know anybody else was here. This could have been done in an auditorium in
front of hundreds of people. I was just oblivious to any onlookers. It was exciting, painful, stimulating, but a zero for H&E.”
“Crap…” said
Merry, thoughtfully.
“So,
um, this thing inside me kinda hurts,
and my buttocks are still burning from the cap-cream, so, unless this is meant to be some kinda
continued discipline…”
She looked
at me, and shook her head, no.
“Bend over
the table.”
I did, and
she put the key in the lock on the post sticking out between my cheeks, and
opened it, and pulled back on the plunger that closed the petals, and pulled
the head of the plug out of my rectum, as I gasped in relief.
“Now, go
into the kitchen and rub some vegetable oil into your buttocks.”
I hurried
into the kitchen to do just that.
