He loaded the toys he’d need into a duffle bag. Remembering if she was locked in the room then he needed to feed her, he grabbed some bottles of water and cans of soda. He added a bag of garden salad, a loaf of rye bread, some pastrami, cheese, and peanut butter, a plate, knife, fork, and cup, and tipped them all into the duffle. Done.
Kingston pulled out his cell phone and called Raleigh. “I’m ready. I’ll meet you at Andorra’s room in five minutes.”
“I’ll be there.”
He ran through the dungeon scene in his head again, did a mental checklist to ensure he’d packed everything he needed for it, then marched down the hallway to Andorra’s room. Raleigh was already leaning on the wall by her door.
He knocked and almost immediately she opened the door. She looked up and gave him the most beautiful smile that made his stomach roll over. Her chocolate-brown eyes were sparkling with happiness, her cheeks were faintly pink, and her lips were parted. Damn she was adorable. His dick wanted inside her already.
He forced his feelings down. She had to prove herself trustworthy first. His duty was to the pack, not to his cock. Dozens of people relied on him to protect them and preserve their livelihood. She wasn’t to be trusted as yet.
“Are you ready to play a dungeon scene with us?” he asked gruffly.
“Of course.” She stood back and let them both into the room. She’d made the bed and the room was perfectly neat. Her backpack rested in the corner of the room under the tiny table. He supposed it wouldn’t fit in the closet. But everything was put away. He liked that she was tidy. Or maybe she was preparing to run away. If all her things are packed she could be out of here and off in a moment.
“You are always to be naked in our presence,” he reminded her.
“Yes, Master.” She disappeared into the bathroom and came back undressed. He would have liked to watch her strip, but he hadn’t told her to stay, so he couldn’t complain. He nodded to Raleigh who began removing his clothes.
“Pull the blankets down off the bed, remove the pillows and lie face down.”
While she was doing that he got what he would need out of the duffle bag, including several lengths of rope. He tied her hands to the bedposts, and her legs to the foot of the bed, using a spreader bar to keep them wide apart. Then he paddled her ass using a double handed stroke until her ass was bright pink.
“Is she wet?” he asked Raleigh.
Raleigh slid a hand between her legs and inserted two fingers inside her cunt. “Very.”
“Excellent. Tease her and arouse her higher. Slave, you must not orgasm. Understand me? You are not to climax.”
“Yes, Master.”
Kingston took a container out of his duffle. Inside it was a long finger of fresh ginger root he’d prepared just an hour ago. It was rich and juicy and should drive her crazy with heat and desire. He stood on the opposite side of the bed from Raleigh and teased her ass. Instantly she pushed back on his fingers. Good. She was ready for this. The ginger root was much narrower than a cock and would slide in easily, although he needed to be careful not to accidently break it. Nature would push it out if he did, but he much preferred to remove it himself, preferably in a way that would arouse and excite her even more.
He pushed the tip into her ass, holding her cheeks apart with his other hand, then gradually inserted it up to a ring he’d carved around the ginger root to act as a butt plug. When he was sure it was as deep as he wanted it, he slapped her ass with his hand, indicated for Raleigh to stop touching her, and said, “Do you know what figging is, slave?”
“No, Master.”
Andorra’s voice was soft. He wondered if already some of the ginger juices were starting to seep into her anal tissues.
“I’ve put a butt plug of fresh ginger in your ass. At first the juices will drip out slowly and warm you on the inside. Then they’ll become more portent. They’ll heat you, and burn you, and arouse you so you’ll be desperate for release. But there’ll be no climax for you then. Only when the juice has stopped working will we fuck you. Understand?”
“Yes, Master.” Her voice was breathy now, so he knew she was starting to feel the burn. He went and unpacked his flogger, flicking it over her shoulders. He gestured to Raleigh to pull a breast to the side of her body and he flicked the flogger over it as well. Not precisely gently. Hard enough for her to know about it, but not so hard it would damage the sensitive skin there. He pointed to the other side, and Raleigh moved around her sliding her body up and her exposing that breast for Kingston to flog. Then he concentrated on her shoulders, laying harder strokes on them. Finally he picked up his paddle again to punish her ass. He had to be careful not to break the ginger though.