Her nervousness grew with every passing second and finally she whispered, "W-what are you g-going to d-do to me?"
"Hush!" he responded softly, "From this point on, no questions...I gave you the opportunity to leave and you decided to stay. I own you for the next two hours. You will do what I say, when I say it. No more, no less...Understand?"
Silently, she nodded her head in understanding.
He stepped away, picked up the trash bag, removed two bed pillows and walked to the table.
"Step to this end of the table, bend at the waist and place your upper body on the table."
"Oh!" Cat gasped as she turned to see a pillow lying on the table and realized that she would be bent over with both her anus and pussy clearly visible.
She took the two steps it took to reach the table and then stood before bending hesitantly. She felt Jack's hand grasp her behind the neck and shuddering in fear, allowed her upper body to bend forward. She gasped in surprise as her rigid nipples met and then were pressed into the cold surface of the table. As her face settled into the pillow she inhaled the scent of the freshly laundered pillow case.
"Grasp the end of the table please," Jack ordered, "and under no circumstances are you to let go."
"Yes sir," Cat whispered as she gripped brought her arms up and grasped the end of the table, gripping until her knuckles turned white.
Another pillow was placed under Cat's belly. Then in quick succession, four short lengths of rope were used to secure her ankles and knees to the legs of the table. Two more lengths of rope secured her hands in place.
The effect was to force Cat to bend straight-legged with her legs spread, her belly on the thick pillow and her upper body lying flat on the table, breasts and nipples pressed into the cold table. This posture resulted in her buttocks being raised and her hips cocked so that both her anus and pussy were fully visible. Cat's eyes filled with tears at the humiliation of Jack being able to see her most private parts and she began to sob quietly.
There was a click as Jack opened his briefcase and a rustle of plastic as he removed the plastic bag containing the ginger root and paring knife. He sat down in the remaining chair and placed the items on the table.
"Turn your head this way please," he said politely.
Cat turned her head to face him and gasped when she saw the knife.
"P-please, please!" she cried out, "Don't hurt me!"
"It's okay," he soothed, "The knife isn't for you..."
Her body relaxed visibly.
"It's for this," he said as he held up the hand of ginger.
"Do you know what this is?" he asked her.
Cat stared at the tan tuber that he held up. It looked for all in the world like a fat, four --fingered hand.
"I'm not s-sure," she responded, "I've seen it before but...."
"It's ginger root."
"Yes, are you familiar with ginger? Have you tasted it?"
"Y-yes sir," she stammered, "It is kind of hot isn't it?"
"Yes, it can be...It can burn."
"Cat, have you ever heard of figging?"
"No s-sir. I don't know what that is."
"Okay, wait a minute."
He got up and walked over to his briefcase where he pulled out a single sheet of paper upon which was type a brief paragraph. He walked over to where she was bound and held it up where she could read it.
"Read this aloud, please," he said.
Taking a deep breath and focusing on the paper in front of her, Cat began to read aloud.
"Figging is a sexual practice involving the insertion of a prepared "finger" of ginger root into the anus....Oh my g-god! Oh my god! No, please!"
Her panic was immediate and complete. While she was aware of anal sex play, and even see internet sites that showed images of women being fucked in the ass by men with insanely huge cocks, she had never, ever, entertained the thought of participating in any anal activity. No one save her mother when she was a child and her gynecologist had ever even seen her anus. She pulled against her bindings and pleaded with him, but to no avail.
"Continue reading Cat," he instructed.
"Oh no! Oh please no!" she cried.
Cat seemed unable to continue to read so he took over for her. He quietly read the remainder of the passage aloud as she lay prostrate on the table sobbing quietly.
"A peeled ginger root, shaped like a slender butt plug, inserted into the anus without lubrication of any kind. The ginger juices cause burning, stinging, pain and extreme horniness. The person belonging to said anus become twitchy, jumpy and very lively. The effect lasts for about 20 minutes or more depending on the freshness and strength of the root. The root can also be applied directly to the clitoris or inserted into the urethra."
"Oh please!" she cried, "Don't do that to me! Please just spank me instead!"
"Sorry," he replied," You've agreed to the punishment and now I'll carry it out. Watch me while I prepare your plug Cat and don't you dare look away."
He then sat down in the chair and picking up the knife and hand if ginger cut off the largest "finger" on the hand, one that was almost 5 inches long and 2 inches in diameter. Leaving a large butt on the base of the finger, he proceeded to use the knife to remove the brown papery skin from the finger until he had a smooth plug of about 4 ½ inches in length and about 1 ½ inches in diameter at its broadest point.
Cat lay quietly as she watched, wondering at the sweet scent that filled the room as Jack prepared her plug. Her heart raced as the plug took shape and she began to panic as he held it up for her to see.
"Almost done," he said as he held the plug up, "All I need to do is cut a retention ring."
"R-retention ring?" she asked reflexively.
"Yes, I'll cut a ring right here at the base for your anal sphincter to clamp around so you don't lose it."
"Oh god!" she whispered as she began to sob again.
Soon he was done and he held the plug up for her to see.
"P-please don't do this to me!"
Without saying a word he stood and walked around to stand behind her uplifted hips. She had clenched her buttocks tightly together in an effort to prevent penetration, but he had seen this before and spoke quietly,
"Cat, either relax your buttocks, or I'll be forced to make you relax them."
"I can't," she sobbed, "I'm frightened...I don't want to hurt."
"Yes you can. Relax them now. Just relax them."
"Oh god, no...I can't...I'm scared."
Unwilling to wait any longer, he laid the plug on the table beside her hips and taking his thumb and forefinger began to forcibly spread the smooth cheeks of her buttocks.
"Ah, oh no! Please don't!" she cried as she clamped down harder.
He used more force and gradually the shadow of the edges of her anus came into view.
"Wah! Oh no please don't do that!"
"Just relax," he said as he continue to put pressure on her ass cheeks and worked his thumb and finger deeper into the clenching crevice.
Slowly he gained an advantage as her anal muscles tired and her ability to resist waned. At last she collapsed on the table sobbing and let her anal sphincter relax. As she did he spread her ass cheeks apart and exposed the winking, pink-brown star of her anus. With no hesitation, he quickly picked up the ginger plug and set it firmly against Cat's anus.
"Y-i-i-i-i-i!" Cat screeched at the sensation of the cold root touching the warmth of her nether hole.
Grasping the base of the plug, he pushed and watched as the first, narrow half disappeared into Cat's rapidly expanding hole.
"Y-e-e-e-e-e-e-o-o-o-o-w-w-w! Oh my god you're splitting me! Oh, please don't tear me!"
Silent, he used his thumb and fingers to hold her ass cheeks wide open and then he pushed again. Her anus stretched around the broadest section of the plug and he paused to let Cat buck and squeal as her little hole stretched obscenely to accommodate the slimy intruder.
"N-e-e-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o! Oh my god you're killing me! Oh, p-l-l-e-e-e-e-a-s-e take it out! Oh god please!"
With a final push, Jack seated the plug in her anus and then stood back as her anal ring settled onto then clamped around the retention ring in the plug.
Cat collapsed onto the table panting in temporary relief as the pain caused by the stretching of her anal ring subsided.
But her relief was short lived.
Almost immediately, she felt a slight stinging begin to develop in and around her anus. This was to be expected as the fact that her anal ring had been stretched so tightly around the plug actually caused the juice of the ginger root to gather on the tender flesh of that brown star.
"Ah!" she grunted as the stinging became more intense.
"Oh no! Oh, god that burns!" she screeched as the sting evolved into intense burning that began to bore past her anus and deep into her rectum.
Jack watched interestedly as she strained against her bindings and wriggled in an attempt to escape the fire that now coursed through her body.
A sheen of perspiration covered her body as she struggled and her leg muscles bulged as she worked to dislodge the burning probe in her anus.
"Oh, please Sir! P-please take it out of my ass! Oh, I promise I'll do anything Sir! Anything you want...I'm so sorry! Please help me!"
As she struggled she tried everything she knew to lessen the burning. Clenching her anal sphincter doubled the intensity of the sensation, yet relaxing her anal ring exposed more tissue to the bare ginger root.
As he watched, Jack picked up the knife and another finger of ginger and pulled a chair around behind Cat so he could observe her pussy as the ginger took effect. He split the finger and carved the piece so that it was an oval shape with one flat surface. He then carved a shallow concave pocket in the flat side.
"About another two minutes and she'll feel it" he thought to himself.
Cat continued to squeal and struggle for a while longer. Then the sensation changed ever so slightly. A different warmth permeated her nether regions and the itch of sexual need suddenly emerged with a vengeance.
"Unh! O-h-h-h-h-h-h!" she whispered almost as if to herself.
Jack watched intently as her movements changed ever so subtly . The struggling against her bindings ceased and she began to slightly buck her hips in search of a way to scratch the now raging sexual itch between her legs. He smiled as her heretofore tightly clipped together thighs and ass cheeks began separate and the pink slit of her pussy emerged between the two hair-covered lips of her pussy.
"U-n-n-n-n-h-h-h!" she grunted as her clitoris began to unsheath itself in search of stimulation that would lead to orgasm.
Jack was pleased to see that Cat's clit was somewhat larger than average and as the minutes passed he watched as it completely emerged and stood erect, as large as the end of his pinky finger.
"W-a-a-a-a-h-h-h-h! Oh please Sir. I n-need..." Cat pleaded as she bucked her hips in sexual need.
Her thrusting and humping a clear indication that what was once an ember in her ass had now become a full raging inferno in her pussy.
"Need what Cat?" Jack asked as he continued to watch her struggles.
"Oh, god Sir...It's made me so horny...Please Sir, I need to cum! Oh please, can you help me?"
The gyrating of her hips had become so frantic as to appear to be spasms of thrusting followed by cries of frustration. Tightening her anal muscles in an attempt to get friction on her clit reignited the burning in her bowels as the ginger root plug continued to do its work.
At the 15 minute mark Cat was frantic for sexual release, begging Jack to help her.
Finally, Jack stepped forward and laid his hand on her hip.
"Okay, I have something that will distract you, at least for a little while. Do want it?"
"Oh god yes, please" Cat panted as she continued to thrust her hips, "Please help me."
"Okay, here you are," he chuckled.
She gasped as she felt his fingers between her legs and spreading the now slick lips of her pussy. Suddenly there was a cold sensation as something hard and slimy was nestled between her lips and over her clit.
Startled she froze in place and then the realization hit her at the same time the burning started.
"N-e-e-o-o-o-o-o!!! Oh god not there! Oh please not on my pussy!" she squalled as the ginger began to work its magic on the tender tissue between her pussy lips.
Jack had shaped the plug so that it fit over and yet stayed in contact with the nub of her clitoris and yet was wide enough to fit inside her pussy lips and fold them back over to retain it.
The intensity of the burning in Cat's pussy was beyond anything she had ever experienced. For a full ten minutes she thrashed and cried out, begging for relief.
Finally, the burning in her pussy subsided and the extreme horniness returned with a vengeance. After another five minutes she collapsed on the table sobbing in frustration.
Jack immediately stepped up behind Cat and gently removed the ginger from her vaginal opening. The he firmly grasped the base of the anal plug and began to pull.
"W-a-a-a-a-h-h-h!" Cat cried out as she felt the broadest section of the plug begin to stretch her anus.
Jack continued to pull as she thrashed in pain. Her frantic thrusting and humping during the past 25 minutes had caused her anal sphincter to clamp firmly around the plug and she was pulled screaming onto tiptoe as the thickest part of the plug hung, then was pulled free. Cat collapsed in a combination of pain and frustration and began to sob uncontrollably. She was completely humiliated and yet obscenely stimulated at the same time.
"Okay Cat," Jack said as he loosened and removed her restraints, "You can get up."
The calmness in his voice belied the excitement in his mind and the erection in his trousers.
She stood shakily and not knowing what to do, dropped her head and sobbed silently.
"Resume your standing position Cat," he said.
She stared questioningly.
"Legs spread, hands behind your neck."
He watched as she resumed the position. Her nipples were rigid. The dark brown paps were now pink on the tips as they extended in extreme rigidity. Even standing with her legs spread, she continued to buck her hips ever so slightly, a sure sign of the extreme sexual arousal coursing through her body. Her lips were parted and her eyes glazed. She was a mess of conflicting emotions and physical sensations.
He packed his brief case and returned the pillows to the plastic bag. She stood quietly, her body occasionally wracked with a sob or a sigh. Finally, he turned to her.
"You can get dressed now."
"Thank you," she whispered.
Her skirt, bra and blouse went on quickly, but as she pulled her panties up under her skirt she gasped and immediately removed them.
"May I leave these off?" she questioned, "Th...They make things worse."
"Certainly," he responded.
He unlocked the door and they made their way down the hallway. Her steps were uncertain and he heard her gasp several times as they walked. At the elevator she turned to him.
"May I use the restroom?"
"Of course," he stated.
She rushed into the ladies room and he caught the door before it closed completely. He smiled as he heard the rustle of clothing, a gasp of pleasure and then almost immediately, the groan and whimpering of her orgasm. He let the door close quietly and waited until she came out.
When they got to his office he reminded her of the re-write on the paper. She nodded absentmindedly and walked toward the exit. He watched as she walked away and just as she got to the door she turned, gave a weak smile, and waved. He waved back, went into his office, and watched her walk down the sidewalk in quick steps. She turned one more time and looked toward the building. As she waited for the traffic light to let her cross the street, he saw her hand wander to her crotch and rub lightly seemingly without realizing she had done so.
The next day at precisely 5:30 PM, there was a knock on his office door.
Cat walked in with her re-written paper in her hand. She looked like shit....Dark circles under her eyes, unwashed hair, hands shaking...
"You look pretty rough," he stated calmly.
"Yeah," she smiled weakly, "It's been a long night what with the paper and all."
"And all?" he queried.
"Yeah," she stated staring at the floor.
"What else is 'all'?"
Her eyes flared and she spat the words out.
"Damn you! You bastard! You did all that to me and left me hanging like that? What the hell? I've rubbed myself raw over the last 22 hours. Couldn't you even help me?"
"How many orgasms did you have?"
"Shit, you bastard! Who can count? I'm sore all over and my pu...pussy is raw! I hate you!"
"You agreed to our terms. Correct?"
She dropped her eyes to the floor.
"Y-yes. I did."
"Will you cheat again?"
"No," she whispered.
"So I guess I'll see you at the final exam for your course?"
"Okay, you can go."
She turned quickly but not before he saw the tear roll down her cheek. He sighed as she closed the door. Then it reopened and she was back in the office closing the door behind her.
"I need more," she said pleadingly, "I need a lot more of what you did to me yesterday. I haven't been able to think clearly since I walked out of the building last night. Can you help me?"
"Not now," he said.
The tears welled in her eyes.
"You're a student enrolled in my class. We can't pursue any type or relationship now...."
The pause was intentional.
"But?" she asked hopefully.
"After the semester is over, we can discuss how we might better be able to explore both of our needs."
"Thank you...Sir," she replied.
He paused to write something on a slip of paper.
"This is my personal e-mail address. Use it for everything other than communications related to your course."
"Yes sir," she said as she took the paper.
She turned to leave.
"Lift your skirt."
Blushing red, she set down her purse and lifted her skirt. She wore no panties and her pubic hair was clearly matted from the repeated stimulation of the last 24 hours.
"That pussy now belongs to me Cat. You may not touch it without my permission."
Cat gasped at the implications of that statement and her heart raced.
"Yes sir," she whispered.
And she turned and left the office.