Say no all you want

Veronica was standing in the corner, naked with her hands tied in front of her, facing the wall like a penintent while I rearranged her furniture and uncoiled lengths of rope.

We were in her living room. After turning her around, I had put a low, generously padded footstool in the middle of the thick, soft rug. 

"I want to put you on display."

"For who?" she asked, 

"Just me," I said after a long pause, wrapping a blindfold around her head. 

I led her out to the middle of the room and helped her kneel down. Then I bent her over the footstool and slowly, meticulously, attached her hands and thighs to each of the four sturdy wooden legs. 

The floggers and the whips were all hers. She had a beautiful collection that she'd only shown me after I'd tied her up a few times. 

I started with something small, almost feathery - a long-handled wooden flogger with strands of woven horsehair that made a surprisingly satisfying sound when I finally stopped teasing her backside with it and gave her an actual swipe.

When the pale skin of her bottom had turned a warm pink, I stroked her for a moment, pulling her buttocks apart to deposit a little glob of cool lube on her pink anus. The buttplug I had brought was not hers. Made of heavy black silicone, it was a beautiful parting gift.

"What the fuck is that?" Veronica asked when I pressed the slick nub of the thing up against her opening.

"I'll tell you later."

"No, you can't do that to me. That's disgusting."

"Really? I can't?" I pushed softly but insistently. The pucker of her ass began to yield to the pressure and the lube.

"Please don't... That feels too big."

"Yeah. It's pretty big. You should see this thing, actually. I'm not sure it'll fit up there."

The panicky quiver sounded quite authentic. "Please... that hurts."

I pushed it in a bit further. The plug was now in almost up to the fat bulge in the middle.

"You're being a very good girl... Just a little bit more."

She moaned loudly when I gave it the last nudge and the flared base came to a snug rest against her skin.

"See, that wasn't so bad." I reached for the leather paddle, one hand touching the warm skin of her buttocks. 

"This, however, might sting a little..."