I like to make up games to play with Bobby; this one’s called Plug and Play. I make him stand in the corner while telling him about how I’m going to stick a plug in his ass, bend him over, and spank him with numerous implements until I’m satisfied. His part of the game is to be a good boy and tolerate it all.

He politely says, “Yes, ma’am”, at all the right times, even when I make him push back onto the plug while spanking him harder and harder - essentially making him impale himself on the rubber buttplug. Then I order him over my knee for what will be the first of many positions....

I like to make up games to play with Bobby; this one’s called Plug and Play. I make him stand in the corner while telling him about how I’m going to stick a plug in his ass, bend him over, and spank him with numerous implements until I’m satisfied. His part of the game is to be a good boy and tolerate it all.

He politely says, “Yes, ma’am”, at all the right times, even when I make him push back onto the plug while spanking him harder and harder - essentially making him impale himself on the rubber buttplug. Then I order him over my knee for what will be the first of many positions....every time my hand, or a paddle, or the rug beater or barber strop land on his bottom, I know that the impact is that plug in his ass to press in, harder and deeper, reverberating inside him with every impact.

This excites me to no end and means that I just end up spanking him harder and longer, while taking time to toy with his assplug and tease him mercilessly in between.

I think Plug and Play may just be my favorite new game....and he likes it too, although this is the ONLY time he’ll get the benefit of such a small plug. By the end of the spanking, Bobby is exhausted and completely blissed, and I am feeling a heady sense of satisfaction and control as he ‘thanks’ me for his spanking and plugging by dutifully worshipping my bottom when I’m done, then heading right back into the corner so I can enjoy him.. just a little more.