Woodwork

Although she considered herself to be a Tomboy with her short red bob haircut and wearing her dusty overalls her developed shape could be made out.
She had finished in the work shop for the day and stepped into the shower washing the wood dust from her hair and rinsing off her body. She turned the water to full power cold and played the jets over her pert pink nipples before moving the showerhead down to her young pubic bone the cold water playing on the sparse ginger hair before blasting at her clitoris she brought herself close to orgasm. She towelled herself dry and went into the dinning room.
She looked at the paddle she had made a month ago. It was a new design with lengthwise ridges running along its ovoid shape the oils and the bee’s wax had been absorbed leaving it shiny and dry.
She put on the blind fold that lay beside her creation, spread her legs, bend over reaching for the other end of the table.
The feeling of cold steel exited her as hand cuffs were secured her wrists and ankles to the table.
The first whack landed on her left buttock it covered her small tight cheek well and made her buttock tense, her right cheek clenched soon after.
She wasn’t sure if it was the effect she had in mind when she thought up the design, would it sell well on her specialist Etsy site? It stung but she couldn’t fell the ridges.
By stroke ten she felt the sting of the paddle and the extra sensation of the raised wood making little tramlines across her sweet tender bottom.
Her clitoris stuck out like a pink piece of Toblerone and her little labia glistened with lady juice.
She was very happy with the result as stoke sixty landed.
Cold blunt metal pushed at her anus, she took deep breaths as her little sphincter was forced open, this was new it hurt, it hurt in a good way though. Just as she thought she couldn’t be stretched any more the lubricated metal widened in girth considerably, she panted and moaned as the large bulbous part was swallowed, the thin long stem slowly sank in. She felt the heavy plug push against her vagina, the big round bulb gently rubbed against her G-spot.
She heard foot steps and the door open and close.
All she could hear were her deep breaths and a little bird song from outside the window. She felt her bottom glowing nicely hot and the strange feeling of the big heavy plug. She wanted to masturbate but the fastenings prevented that, the blindfold made time seem to go very slowly. The plug made her clench on the stem heightening the sting on her bottom.
After what seemed like hours she heard the door open again.
The strength of the next stroke made her let out a small ouch. She could really feel the ridges of her paddle as they crossed over the previous marks.
Each stoke was slightly harder than the one before.
By one hundred and twenty she had climaxed a couple of times and her young little cheeks were on fire.
Her vulva was swollen wet and wide open, but as he entered her she found herself full, the heavy plug squeezing her vagina to a tight virgin like state. It felt great, they both came long and hard.
She could feel the air moving before her paddle stuck again, this time vertically crossing over the horizontal ridges leaving spots of painful joy, twenty four whacks later she heard the door close. She knew it would be an hour before he would be back to release her.
She tried to compose how she would advertise her new light but very effective paddle, but her thoughts kept wandering to how much she wanted to be spanked and fucked again and also had she ordered an Amazon delivery? If so the driver would see her naked over the table with a bright red bottom and a butt plug up her arse, she hoped she had!