Nikki’s Trip to the Dungeon

Her punishment is not finished. She gets a figging.

This story picks up where Nikki Learns A Lesson left off. Lenny spanked Nikki for lying to him, but now she will be turned over to Emil to deal with her failure to attend the required photograph sessions.

“And, now,” Lenny said, as I snuggled warm and safe in his arms, “we must deal with your failure to attend the audition, your discipline for all that your offense has cost me.”

“What?” I pulled away to confront him; I had just received a spanking.

This is when I saw Emil standing in the doorway. I had no idea how long he had been there or what he had witnessed. Additionally, with the door open, how far had the sounds of my plight traveled through the building?

“Emil takes care of the punishments,” Lenny said as he stood me up. Emil stepped forward to clasp his giant hands around my arms from behind. He pulled me backwards and I stumbled over my bound feet to fall into his chest.

“This is Nikki’s first offense and she has an audition Friday, so don’t leave any bruises,” Lenny said to Emil

He scooped me up and tossed me over his shoulder. With my pink bottom and dewy, glistening lady parts leading the way, Emil carried me out the door and down the hall.

My diaphragm froze my breath in my throat and I could neither scream nor breathe.

I had no idea who saw the production as Emil carried me, all I could see was the floor behind Emil’s feet. But, we didn’t go far. After only a few steps Emil opened a door and we stepped into darkness. He closed the door behind us and set me on the floor. In the darkness of a windowless room, he propped me up against something firm yet cushioned.

When he snapped on the lights I screamed, “OH, please NO!” The object I was leaning against was an over sized sawhorse with a padded cross-member and straps on each of its four legs. I had never seen one before, but this was clearly a punishment horse. Additional confirmation as to the room’s purpose was afforded by the row of whips, paddles, leather straps, and canes along one wall with maniacal chains attached to another wall.

“NO NO NO…” I screamed, standing in the dungeon.

Emil laughed. “Scream all you want. I like it. And besides, my reputation needs a boost.” He grinned and I shut up to stare at him.

We stared at each other for a long moment, and then he said in a quiet tone. “I’ve been told not to leave any bruises, so you don’t need to worry about any of these things — today.” He gestured to the spanking implements hanging on the wall. “However, you will be in agony.” He smiled again and tears flowed from my eyes.

“Please…”

He laughed. “Your punishment will last thirty minutes, and I will extend that by five minutes for every resistance you present. Do what I tell you, and accept your punishment, and this will be over in half an hour. Resist, and we could be here all day. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Bend over.” He pointed to the padded punishment horse.

“I thought you said — ”

“That’s five extra minutes.”

Emil stared at me, and I quickly turned around and laid across the padded cross-member. He used a broad leather belt to secure my waist to it, but as my hands and feet were still bound from when he kidnapped me, he left these dangling.

I instantly learned not to resist his commands. I quietly waited as he prepared my punishment. With me belted to the punishment horse, he stood behind me examining my spanked ass and swollen sex. His finger traced along my wet slit from clit to asshole.

“Are you a virgin?”

“No.” I wondered if Lenny’s promise would restrain Emil from using me in this helpless position. To test the truth of my statement his finger entered me while his thumb pressed against my tight puckered bottom hole.

“Have you ever been taken… anally?”

“OH, please don’t do that!” I squirm in my bondage which only succeeded in pressing his fingers into my holes. Emil laughed, knowing my words had echoed down the hallway.

“That will be five extra minutes,” he flatly stated. After a silent pause his thumb painfully penetrated deeper into my sensitive tissue, “What is the answer to my question?”

“No,” I stated without resistance. His fingers released me.

“Well, you needn’t worry. I’m not going to do that today.”

I bit my lip to keep silent. I stared at the floor while he was busy doing something behind my back. After a minute, Emil walked around and stooped down. He held something under my face. It looked like some sort of vegetable, like a carrot though more tan in color. From one end he had peeled off its thin brown skin and tapered it with a small knife.

“Do you know what this is?”

“No.”

“It’s a ginger root, used to season Chinese food. It has also been used for thousands of years to punish naughty girls.” He held it inches from my face and I smelled the pungent aroma of ginger, but couldn’t image for what purpose he is going to use it. “Nikki,” he said with a warm fatherly tone, “I want you to be assured that this will not damage you in any way. This will be a powerful burning sensation. You will think that your ass is on fire, but when it is over in forty minutes, you will be unharmed in any way. Do you understand?”

I strained to look up into his face. “I guess so.”

“I’ve no idea who first discovered this trick, but like I said it’s been used for thousands of years. Figging, it’s called. The ancient Greeks used it to train captured noble women into docile domestic slaves. The Romans did this as well. In Victorian times it was used to punish female prisoners. I am going to put this into your ass and when it is removed, you will never disobey Lenny again. Well, it usually works. If there is a second offense, you can rest assured I will think of something new.” He chuckled.

I started to blurt out, ‘MY ASS,’ but I clamped my jaw and my butt cheeks tightly closed instead.

Emil looked at his watch to mark the time. He walked back behind me. He pried open my butt cheeks and I tried not to resist. At first there was a cool sensation as he spread lubricant around by puckered bottom hole. He pushed his finger inside to fully lubricate my entrance. Without my command, my body spasmodically tightened around his invading finger which caused him to chuckle. He pushed the lube deeper and I groaned, but struggled to allow him full access.

Then he inserted the ginger root!

At first there was nothing but the pressure of the thick object in my anus, but then, “OH SHIT,” I screamed and bounced up and down on the cross-member as the volcano erupted in my bottom.

Emil laughed at me for a while as I struggled and screamed, and then he pressed down on my back. “You should stop that. It only makes the burning worse. Hold as still as possible to ease the pain.”

I struggled to still my gyrations and the fire in my ass did ease — some. Once I had calmed myself, Emil unfastened the belt and slowly stood me up. I cringed and cried as the movement reignited the fire now spreading deep within my belly. Emil untied my feet. He pulled my panties and jeans back into their correct positions. He zipped up my fly and fastened the button.

“Come on.” He opened the door and gently pulled on my still bound hands. I stiffly walked as he pulled. Every couple of steps I had to stop and wait for the pain to subside, but eventually he sat me in a chair in the Victoria’s Surprise Agency’s waiting room. There were four other girls seated there — two I knew and two I didn’t.

While the four girls watched wide-eyed, Emil asked, “Nikki, you’re not going to disobey Lenny again, are you?”

With tears dripping off my face, I emphatically said, “No, Sir.” I now understood a portion of my punishment was humiliation, and I was being used to convince these girls to do Lenny’s bidding without further encouragement. This whole business had been carefully orchestrated.

“And, you are not ever going to talk about Lenny’s business are you?”

“No, Sir.”

“Whatever happens in here, stays in here. You won’t tell anyone?”

“Absolutely not, Sir,” I squeaked.

“Okay. I’ll be back to get you in thirty minutes.” Emil walked back down the hall. The four girls looked at me, but fortunately said nothing while I held stone still gritting my teeth against the burning pain in my ass. Sitting on the hard chair pressed the ginger root deeper into my butt and I prayed it would not get stuck.

This story continues with Nikki Gets Disciplined

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