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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.

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ZETA KING: 

The Challenge:  Thursday

(The challenge continues, as Merry looks for anything that will humiliate or embarrass Shilo)

“So, today, Judy is coming over for a counseling session.”

“Oh, it that what you’re calling it now?”

Merry chuckled. “Yes, of course. Seems appropriate. Judy’s problem is, she’s been married to Jack for … about six months, I think.  They waited until the wedding night, to have sex the first time, and that’s when she found out that Jack has a small penis, I mean, as she says it, REALLY small.  It doesn’t satisfy her at all, and she says, he’s not very skilled, orally either.  So, we’re going to pretend that you also have small penis, and, um, well, here’s a list of items I want you to have ready, for when I tell you to fetch them.”

I looked at the list, smiled weakly, and nodded.

Judy arrived, and Merry showed her in.

They sat down, and Merry said, “If it’s okay, I would like Shilo present for this, as it’s very helpful to have a male point of view on this.”

“Well, if you think so…”

“Good.  Shilo, come in, and join us.”

I entered the room, and sat down.

“So, Judy, the problem, from the beginning..?”

“Well, Jack and I decided it would be romantic to wait for our wedding night to have our first sexual relations. “

She held her right thumb and forefinger apart about three inches, and went on, “And that’s when I saw that his penis is about this big when it’s erect.  He wanted oral to get started, and I gave it to him.  Then he gave me oral, for all of two minutes, I swear, then he got on top of me. I could hardly feel it inside of me, and in three minutes he was done, and he got off of me, gasping, and said, “WOW that was good. Hope it was good for you.”  I said, “Yeah sure,”  as I lay on my back, thinking, “Oh MY GOD.”

“The scene repeated several times throughout the night, many times through the honeymoon, and from start to finish, never lasted more than ten minutes, and it left him gasping, and me totally unsatisfied. “

“I’ve asked him to maybe slow down, spend a bit more time with his head between my legs, and he says, ‘Oh babe what for, don’t you like it better when I fuck you?’”

“And that’s the way it’s been every single time.  He loves to have sex, three, four, five times a week.  I don’t deny him any, because I know, it’s only gonna take ten minutes, but I don’t enjoy it.”

“So,” said Merry, “You’ve never climaxed during sex with him?”

“Never.  Lately, when he falls asleep afterwards, which he does quickly, I get out my vibrator and get myself off.”

“Well,” said Merry, “Same thing with Shilo.”

“What’s that?”

“Small penis.”

“Oh.  So….”

“We were having sex before we got married.  So I knew what he had, or doesn’t have, as is the case.  And I told him, I would only marry him on one … well more than one …but one primary condition.”

“Which was…”

“Since his penis is of no value to me, I keep it locked up, in a chastity device.  I control his orgasms, I decide when and how often.  He gives me oral service, he learns what I want, he gives it to me until I say I’ve had enough.  Trust me, when he’s locked up with you in control, he’ll give you what you want, while hoping he gets what he gets sometime.”

“A chastity device, you say…” Judy mused, looking at me.

Merry said, “Get undressed, Shilo.”

I obediently stood up, and began stripping, until I wore nothing but socks and a chastity device.  I continued standing, while Judy looked at me, up and down.

“How long do you … keep it on him?”

“Well, this stretch has been slightly over three months, and still counting,” Merry replied, telling the lie with a straight face.  “With a weekly removal supervised by me, for cleaning, inspection, and shaving.”

“He goes that long without cumming?”

“Well, certainly without intercourse.  It’s been … since we got married, that I allowed him that privilege. I have other ways I allow him an orgasm, every couple of weeks, maybe.”

“You … unlock him, and let him masturbate?”

“In a special way, supervised, while I watch.”

“I see…”

“Would you like to see?”

“Sure.”

“Shilo, special masturbation, you know what to fetch.”

I got up, went to the bedroom, and returned, with the kitchen stool, the rubber dong with a suction cup at the base, a jar of lube, and a condom.

“Right there,” said Merry. 

I stopped, and stood, in front of the stool.

“Dildo on.”

I attached the suction cup of the dong firmly to the base of the stool.

“Lube it.”

I smeared lube from the dong onto the tip and first three inches of the dong.

“Stand in front of me.”

I did. She produced the key, undid the lock,  took it off, pulled the cage down and off my penis, then opened the cock ring and took it off.

“Sit down, and begin.”

I stepped back to the stool, opened my cheeks and guided my anus onto the tip of the dong, and sat down, as it entered my rectum. 

Once fully seated, she said, “Begin.”

I began stroking my penis, while lifting my butt off the seat and back down again, fucking my own ass while I stroked my hard cock.

I felt myself getting very close, and stopped, long enough to open the condom packet, and I slipped the condom over the first two inches of my penis, then I resumed fucking my ass while stroking my penis,

I let out a gasp, as I shot my cum into the condom, and pushed down hard on the dong, twisting my buttocks into the seat.

After the twitching in my cock subsided, Merry said, “Eat it.”

I pulled the condom off, and held to my mouth, and turned it inside out, dripping  my cum into my mouth, and I swallowed it.

“Go wash up, hurry up.”

I got up, and went to the bathroom.

“His penis did not look all that small to me,” said Judy, quietly.

“I’m used to bigger ones,” said Merry.

I returned to stand in front of Merry.

She handed me the cock ring, and I put it around the base of my cock and scrotum. She handed me the cage, and I slid my flaccid penis into it. She set the lock in place.

I removed the stool from the room, and returned, standing in place, at attention.

“I … don’t know what to get from all this,” said Judy.

“Well, you begin with a conversation with him, telling him how unsatisfied you are. You have to be honest.  You tell him, you’ll give him no more sex.  You tell him, he has to learn how to give you oral pleasure.  You tell him, THIS is the way to do it, that you are taking charge of his orgasms.  He has had it HIS way long enough, and this is the way it’s got to be from now on.  You have that conversation, and stay in touch with me, and I’ll coach you moving forward.”

“Does it have to include… THIS?”

“Well, no, it’s whatever you decide.  You can give him free time to masturbate however he wants. But he has to earn the free time, by pleasing you first.”

“Ah.   Well, thank you, this has been very enlightening.”

“You’re welcome.”

She got up to leave.  “Thanks again, for everything, and the show.”

“My pleasure,” said Merry, and she showed Judy to the door.

The door closed, and Merry turned to me, grinning.

“So, how was THAT on your S & H scale?”

I laughed. “That was FUN.  I’ll do all that again, anytime.”

She shook her head, grinning. “You know, this really is quite a challenge.”

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ZETA A: The Challenge:  Tuesday

(Continuing with the challenge I made to Merry, to find something that I could do, or be done to me, that would humiliate or embarrass me)

“I am having three friends over for drinks and gab this evening.  Make sure you have a good pair of black stockings and a matching garter belt, and I will find a suitable tank top to match it. And there’s something we need to do just before they arrive….”

An hour before their expected arrival, we showered and dried.

She told me to go bend over the chair.

I did, and she stood behind me, holding the dragon cane, and landed ten hard strokes across my buttocks, leaving red stripes and welts on my bottom. 

“Get dressed,” she said.

I did, donning stockings and garter belt and Mary Janes and tank top.

“Go stand in the corner there, and wait.”

I went to the designated corner, and stood with my face pressed into it, my striped bottom on display.

The doorbell rang, and Merry went to it, and showed in all three ladies,  Diana, Vicky, and Silvia, at the same time. 

“We carpooled,” said Diana.

“Great,” said Merry, “Come on in.”

I heard an audible gasp from one of the ladies, and Merry chuckled and said, “That is your servant for the evening.  He’ll be fetching anything you wish, and he is waiting patiently there until called for.  Would you like to order?”

“Sure,” three voices replied.

“Shilo, here,” ordered Merry, and I turned around and walked to them.

I could see them looking at the chastity device on my penis, as they tittered a bit.

I stopped short, hands at my sides, and said, “What may I get for you?”

“Red wine.”  “Same here.” “7-Up.”  “Ginger Ale.”

I nodded, and walked to the kitchen, poured drinks into glasses, and returned with them on a tray.

I handed out the drinks, and stopped, waiting for further instructions.

“Back to your post,” said Merry.

I walked back to the corner.

“Well behaved,” commented Vicky.

“The cane helps with that,” replied Merry.

“I’m sure it does. I bet the chastity device does also.”

“You bet it does.”

The women continued chatting, and periodically I was summoned to fetch refills on drinks.

“Well…what other services does he perform,” asked Silvia.

I could hear the grin in Merry’s response: “Anything I require of him. What did you have in mind?”

“Ohhh, since my divorce, it’s been a long dry spell, and my vibrator has become my best friend, but I sure wouldn’t mind some other kind of action…”

“Do you want it right here, or in private?”

“Oh, I’ve never gotten it with an audience. So, right here?”

“Okay.  Shilo!”

I came forward, and stopped short. 

Merry said, “On your knees in front of her, hands behind your back.”

I went down, on my knees, head bowed.

Sylvia lifted her hips, hiked up her skirt, and pulled her pink bikini panties down, and off her feet, then leaned back in her chair, legs spread wide.

I shuffled forward on my knees, until my face was between her thighs, and I began licking her lips, flicking my tongue into her vagina, then onto her clit, and her hands pressed the top of my head further into her crotch, as she moaned, and gasped, and cried out in climax.

Her hands pushed my head away, as she croaked in a weak voice, “Ohhhh that was soooooo good…”

I stayed in kneeling position, looking at the floor.

“Anybody else?” asked Merry.

“No, I’m good.”

“So am I.”

After a minute, Sylvia put her panties on her feet, and pulled them up, then pulled down her skirt, and sat back with a slightly embarrassed look and flushed face.

“Back to your post, Shilo.”

I stood up, and returned to the corner.

After a while, one said, “This has been great, very entertaining, but we must be going.”

“True, that.”

“Okay,” said Merry, “I’m so glad you could come over. Hope we can do it again, soon.”

“Promise us the same …. Service …and it will be very soon.”

“Oh, I promise.”

“Okay, thanks, see you soon, bye.”

The ladies went out; I heard the door close.

Merry said, “Okay, Shilo, scene is over, come here.”

I did; we sat and talked.

“So, you were dressed only in lingerie.  Your striped bottom was on display as was your device.  You were made to be a servant, and stand in the corner while waiting.  You gave a woman oral service while others watched.  How was it on your H & E scale?”

I chuckled.  “No H & E at all.  I’m happy to wear lingerie, I don’t care who sees it. I don’t care who sees my marked bottom or my chastity device.  Giving oral is just … an act, no emotion involved.  It was … a scene, like play-acting, you and I both know it’s not our reality, this is not our day-to-day life.  We did a role play for them. They probably think it’s our reality, and it is fun to have them think that, but we know differently.”

“Okay,” said Merry, “I shall keep on trying.”