A Bondage Figging

This is from a judicial punishment story called Leslie’s Return To the Courtroom:

I made a last minute inspection. She was secured to the spanking bench, legs spread wide, pussy which is becoming noticeably moist was on full open display, her asshole winking at the audience with a sheen of perspiration on the insides of her cheeks.

“I see she’s enjoying this about as much as the last time,” said the clerk in a snotty tone. The steno chuckled and explained what occurred last time to the young intern. He blushed as he chortled at the obviously graphic description being given to him by the young lady.

The young court clerk walked up to me and handed me a foil packet.

“Here’s the ‘fig’ you asked me to bring. Don’t worry, I wouldn’t forget this for anything!” she told me proudly. I smiled and thanked her for being so thoughtful, sarcastically remarking that I knew Leslie appreciated it as well.

I squatted down before her spread genitals and parted her ample asscheeks, exposing her clenched anus even further. I slid the tip of the ginger suppository up to touch her asshole, which made her clench it even more. As soon as the initial “wink reflex” subsided, I slipped the tip inside her puckered hole, almost all the way in. As she clenched her asscheeks together, I released the pressure on the fig and allowed it to slide back out. This caused a pleasurable sensation for her, I know, so I did it a few more times…in and out…to have a little fun myself and to cause her further humiliation by exhibiting pleasure under these circumstances.

Finally, I thrust the fig all the way up into her rectum, my finger buried to the hilt. I held it there for a few seconds, enjoying the warmth of her insides as I felt her squeezing madly on my finger. Finally, I withdrew my finger and nodded to the judge…

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