Story contains: md/lg, anal, orgasm denial, humiliation, and impact play. All characters are over the age of 18. Babygirl and Mommy are in a consensual relationship and are not related to each other. Do not read if these themes offend you.
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The light coming through the curtains was finally bright enough to make it impossible to sleep anymore, although she still felt warm and comfortable. Her body was still heavy with sleep, so she stretched slowly, luxuriously. Only then did the plug in her bottom make its presence known, shifting within her and making her squirm a tiny bit. It was a little bit sore -- it always was, after a whole night without an opportunity for more lube -- but it felt deliciously full, reminding her that her body was no longer her own. She let her hips move a little more, just enjoying the sensations coming from her little hole. Her eyes were still closed and she wasn't in a hurry to open them; this had become her favorite part of morning. She almost couldn't believe she was finally able to keep her plugs in all night long, even though she'd been sleeping plugged all night for months and falling asleep plugged for over a year now.
She felt her cunny getting wet, or should she say, wetter -- she was turned on all the time now, another consequence of the plug. Her clittie would be hard, she knew -- she could feel it pulsing in time with her heart. But she wasn't supposed to touch it, so she kept her hands on top of the blanket. She didn't want to do anything to jeopardize what today promised to be -- a treat day, a special reward from her mommy for being a good girl.
Finally, she cracked her eyes open just a bit, looking around blearily. She jolted as her gaze settled on Mommy's face. She hadn't expected Mommy's eyes to be open, watching her, a knowing smirk on her face. Babygirl felt her cheeks burn, squeaking softly and hiding her face. She knew Mommy knew what she was thinking. Mommy knew why her hips were moving -- after all, she'd been the one to choose babygirl's nighttime plug, and the one to put it in for her, teasing her bottom hole until she was squirming and whimpering and dripping everywhere. She knew exactly how full babygirl's bottom was and just how wet babygirl got when her bottom was packed full. Mommy would know, too, how babygirl's poor clittie was feeling -- Mommy loved to spread babygirl's legs and just stare at her plugged bottom and throbbing clittie, close enough to touch and rub and give babygirl the orgasm she desperately wanted, but just stroking her thighs softly and soothingly instead. Mommy could picture exactly what was happening between her babygirl's legs, even when all she could see was her babygirl's red, embarrassed face.
"Mommy..." babygirl whined softly, pressing her body against Mommy's. She felt arms surround her, holding her securely.
"Yes, babygirl?" Mommy's voice was soft and teasing, a hint of a laugh threatening to break through.
"You're looking at me," whined babygirl, hiding her face against Mommy's collarbone.
"Of course I am! I love watching my beautiful babygirl enjoy herself," Mommy said, laughing a little and stroking babygirl's hair. She held her for a little longer, feeling the girl squirm against her and smiling to herself. After a few more minutes, she said, "All right, baby, that's enough. Time to get up, do your business, and get your daytime pluggie in."
Babygirl blushed again and nodded. She sat up, gasping softly as the plug pushed in a little further. She heard mommy's soft giggle and couldn't help squirming a little more in anticipation. She walked over to the desk and bent over it, ready for Mommy to take her pluggie out. She wasn't allowed to touch or remove her own plug without permission.
"Use your words, babygirl," Mommy said, joining her. "What would you like Mommy to do?"
Babygirl felt her cheeks heat up again. Somehow, even though they both knew what she wanted, it was so much more embarrassing having to ask for it. At least Mommy hadn't made her look her in the eye while she asked. She whispered, "Please, Mommy, will you take out my- my pluggie?"
"Of course, sweetie," Mommy said, reaching out and tapping gently on the plug. Then she eased the plug out of babygirl's sore hole. She couldn't resist adding a touch more lube and pushing the plug back in, making babygirl groan softly. In and out, in and out went the plug, loosening babygirl's hole. It had tightened back up around the neck of the plug overnight, and babygirl was always supposed to be ready to bend over and take whatever Mommy might want to put in her lovely little bottom. No, a tight hole just wouldn't do.
Babygirl was panting softly as Mommy thrust the plug in and out. The residual soreness was dissipating, replaced by warmth and pleasure. She could feel herself on the verge of dripping again; it wouldn't be long now. "Mommy- please," she begged, her hips rocking back to meet Mommy's thrusts.
"Please what, baby?"
"Please- I- I need to--"
"You need to go potty, babygirl?" Mommy smirked and took the plug out of her hole, giving her a light swat on her now-empty bottom. "Go on, then. And come back with a plug for the day."
Babygirl moaned, feeling a pang of loss as Mommy pulled the plug out. She reminded herself that soon she'd be full again, and ran off.
A short while later, she stood in front of their toy box, struggling to decide which to choose. She knew Mommy was always happiest when she chose a nice, big pluggie -- and truthfully she loved it too, feeling something huge and impossible to ignore in her bottom, reminding her with every step who she belonged to, that she was plugged under Mommy's orders. She loved being out and about, knowing her bottom was stuffed full and knowing that only she and Mommy had any idea. But she was already so wet. Her clittie was stiff and hard, and she could feel it throbbing away between her legs even though it hadn't been touched at all today. Could she handle something so large? Would she be able to walk around without giving herself away and moaning, or worse, having a wet spot soak through her clothes?
Eventually, her desperate little clittie made the choice for her. She picked up a hefty plug, something she would feel no matter how hard she tried to distract herself. She brought it to Mommy, handing it to her shyly.
Mommy took it, smiling. "A nice big one today, hmm, babygirl? Good girl, Mommy is so proud of how you've embraced your pluggies," she said, kissing the top of babygirl's head softly. "Now bend over and spread your bottom cheeks for Mommy."
She did, feeling the cool air brush past her overheated front hole. She shivered slightly as she felt Mommy drip lube over her bottom hole, then felt two of Mommy's fingers enter her and spread the lube around. Then in one smooth thrust, Mommy slowly slid the plug into her, not stopping until she felt the plug seat itself and babygirl's hole close up around it. Babygirl moaned, long and low. "Good girl," she said, pulling babygirl over to sit back on the bed. "Now, I remember promising you a treat today. What would you like to do?"
Babygirl nestled into Mommy's side, thinking it over while she adjusted to the new plug. It was substantially bigger than her overnight one and, just as she'd predicted, she could feel it there even without moving, stretching her little hole out. Finally she said, "I- I want to be used... I want to be spanked, and I want Mommy to fuck me, and I want you to make me absolutely desperate for a cummie... so desperate I'd do whatever Mommy asked me to, just to get one little cummie... and then... and then..." She paused, hiding her face against Mommy's shoulder. This was the hardest part, the hardest thing to admit to. "And then... and then I want Mommy to make fun of me for being such a desperate slut and keep me in denial for my own good," she whispered. "I want to beg, and beg, and beg for a cummie... even just one... and not be allowed."
Mommy grinned, stroking babygirl's side softly. "I think we can manage all that," she said. "But it will be hard, okay, baby? Mommy's not going to go easy on you. You're going to be a desperate, dripping, denied mess by the end."
Babygirl shivered. "Th-thank you, Mommy," she said, feeling her clittie give a little twitch at the promise.
"All right, baby, first things first. Go get Mommy's paddle and then come lay over my knees," she said, patting babygirl's bottom to get her moving.
Babygirl's first few steps with the big plug in her bottom left her gasping, feeling it shift and jostle inside of her. She adjusted quickly, though. She used to walk so awkwardly with a big plug inside her, but practice had taken care of that. She returned with the black leather paddle, handing it to Mommy and then settling herself over Mommy's knees. She felt her thighs naturally fall apart, and realized with another little shiver that her juices were already smeared on her upper thighs.
"Oh, what's this, babygirl?" Mommy asked, gently stroking the wet patches on her inner thighs. "Is babygirl having trouble controlling her leaking little cunny?"
Babygirl blushed again, then nodded. "I- I can't help it, Mommy... the pluggie makes me so wet down there..."
"I know it does, sweetie. After all, what are you?"
Babygirl recognized her cue and whispered, "I'm Mommy's little anal slut..."
"You certainly are. Now, Mommy's going to warm your little bottom up with her hand, and then we're going to move on to the paddle. These are good girl spanks, like you asked for, so you get to keep your pluggie in. You're going to have a nice, glowing red bottom when I'm done. After each stroke, I want you to count. After every ten strokes, I want you to thank me. If you forget, I'll repeat that set of ten. Is that clear, baby?"
"Yes, Mommy."
Smack... "One, Mommy," she said dutifully, feeling the sharp impact of Mommy's palm on her bottom and the way the plug shifted inside her. This was why she got to keep her pluggie in for good girl spanks; it was almost like getting fucked, as Mommy built up a rhythm, the sharp sting of pain melting into pleasure and warmth, her plug jostling and jiggling and moving with every strike. Bad girl spanks meant her bottom had to be empty, otherwise she'd "enjoy it too much". She had to admit Mommy was right, but it didn't make it any less humiliating to have her plug taken out because she'd been a bad girl.
Smack... smack... smack. She remembered to count after each blow. The pleasure and pain mingled together until she couldn't tell which was which, and she squirmed helplessly under Mommy's hand. At some point, she felt juices running down her thigh. She felt a little hazy, floating along on a cloud of endorphins.
