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  "writing": "Punishment of a good girl\nLesbian, adult, age difference, spanking, punishment, scolding, F/F, figging\nCharacters: Cecelia, Sabertooth, 23 Delora, Rusty Spotted cat, 37\n\n“Ah, Delora! This coffee is divine! What favoring did you add?”\n“Butter rum, I received this particular coffee from my mother.”\n“A-ah, I see….”\nGeez, why does she have to be so blunt? Can’t she be a little more chipper? Not that I’m one to talk considering what happened today…. It’s 4:00 in the evening and Ms.Cecilia, my dummy ol' self, made a horrible mistake today. So horrible! I hope I don’t lose my job over this… at least the butter rum offer is wonderful. After a hard day’s work, it’s nice to kick back and relax with my dear friend Delora while her wife is at work her-self. Such wonderful women! And lovely children too! Though all three of them are having a slumber party at their own friends house. How wonderfully convenient. Or it would be if it was a better day. For some reason I’m just not feeling it today. The intensely sweet scent of the coffee, the soft leather sofa and Delora, the wonderful feline she is, sitting next to me sipping her coffee carefully, crunching her nose up at the intense flavor yet still keeping her elegant composure, isn’t enough to sooth my poor little nerves.\nI let put a deep sigh as I take another swig from my emerald coffee mug, the buttery sweetness rolling over my tongue and seeping into my throat, warmth spreading across my body. Ah, perfect. The way coffee should be. “Cecelia?” I snap out of my thoughts and turn my head to see a rather concerned looking Delora, her silver eyes narrowed, her cup hovering just below her chin. “You seem to have something on your mind. You’re free to tell me if you believe it will lift your spirits.” I smiled at Deloras stiff empathy and concern. She really is a good person, just a bit awkward and rough around the edges. “Oh, thank you! But that’s alright, I don’t want to drag your mood down even more! It seems like both of us are having a bit of a rough day, huh?” Deloras eyebrows raised ever-so-slightly as she gently places down her mug on the glass coffee table, looking at me with mild amazement dancing around in her eyes. “My, what would make you think my mood would be sour? I am aware that I do indeed need to work of my facial expressions, but I can assure you my mood is rather content at this moment. Now.”\nShe crosses her left leg over her right. Turning slightly towards me and picking up her mug again to give her coffee a light sip, her tight slacks highlighting her beautiful calves and slender legs. I swallow nervously. “Why don’t we discuss this depressive mood you’ve found yourself in, hm? I assume it has to do with work?” I gape at her in surprise. “How did you know? I don’t believe I talked about it quite yet.” Delora let out a soft sigh as she took another sip. “It’s rather obvious, you called me up after your usual work hours saying you needed a special “coffee break” between friends.” I smile sheepishly, of course she would be able to pick up on that. She is Delora after all, we’ve known each other for about five years now. She’s always been pretty perceptive of what’s going in around her. Though I’m sure I’m pretty obvious. W-Well, I suppose I did have a rough day at work....i did something I wasn’t supposed to my trainee.” Delora cocked one eyebrow and shook her head slightly. “Really now? What exactly did you do? Did you assign the wrong meal plan?” I shook my head, a red blush starting to spread from the tip of my nose across my poor face. “W-Well, I actually got upset at her for refusing to listen to my advice while we weight lifted and I, well….” Delora nodded encouragingly, her attention completely focused on me. I chuckled nervously. Gosh, she sure knows how do get a girl going. I swallow hard, focusing my eyes on my coffee mug. “I-I had her lift 20 pounds heavier than she usually does, and being the stubborn one that she is, took it as a challenge a ended up tearing a muscle.” I felt my eyes sting with tears of embarrassment. “I didn’t know it would hurt her! And my boss was way too understanding! She didn’t even write me up!” \nI sniffled as I wiped some tears from my face, Delora staring at me so intensely was definitely not helping. “So I ended up having to make her rest for two weeks which she was NOT happy about, and my boss, bless her soul, said I could take it easy today and just help her out!” I took a big swig of my now lukewarm coffee and wiped another tear away. “I know it doesn’t sound so bad, but I feel so awful not being properly punished for it, so I-“ \n“Came here to request a punishment from me?” Delora was suddenly very close to me, her sharp features and bold markings really brings out the intense look on her face. An intense look of…what I don’t know. She wore a complicated expression and I’m not sure what it means but- “Well? Is there something you wished to ask me?” I gasped as I felt her breath tickle the inside of my ear, her hand resting gently on my thigh. O-oh dear, good thing her and her wife are in an open relationship!” “U-uh, well….I was wondering if you would, maybe sorta….” I inhaled sharply her eyes now boring into mine, making me so nervous. She is so close; I can almost taste the coffee on her breath! After getting my scrambled thoughts together I said- “Punish me?” in a small voice, whimpering as I said it. I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. “Good girl,’ she breathed, her soft, warm breath wafting all over my face, tickling the sensitive whiskers. I shuddered as she swiftly pulls away and stands over me with a stern expression and hands on her hips. “Well then, we have about an hour to administer your punishment, so I’d suggest you make work preparing yourself.”\n“Preparing myself...oh, right! Y-yes ma’m! Are we going to do it...?” \n“On the couch, yes. The doors are locked and my wife won’t be home for about two hours, hence why I’m giving our session only one.” She explained with cold precision,  Reaching out her hand and running her slender but strong fingers through my long, silky hair. I swallowed audibly, my hands shaking and my eyes following her every movement. Goddess she makes me so nervous! I have a feeling I’m in for a rough time however, as she backs away from me and heads over to the kitchen and pulls out a steel spatula from one of the drawers, a peeling knife and a ginger root from the fridge. “A-a ginger root?” I question meekly, only getting a “mhm” in response.\nWell, I suppose I must get ready for my punishment. I’m so nervous! I can’t believe I asked her for this. I though to myself as I began to remove my cream-colored dress, revealing my curvaceous body and lacy lingerie, a deep red with intricate rose patterns adorning the fabric. They’re my absolute favorite pair. shivered slightly as I felt a cool draft brush over my velvet fur. I sighed tossing my cloths to the side of the couch, diligent waiting for Delora who is currently preoccupied with carving that gingerroot. I wonder what she plans on using that for? People us all sorts of things for their strange kinks and fetishes, and knowing Delora for as long as I have, I’m not surprised she has a few of her own. I suddenly feel a goofy smile spread across my face. Her wife must get a lot of attention from her. Delora seems like the type to take discipline very seriously , so her poor wife and children must have to put up with her strict punishments. Ah, I wonder what kind of punishment she has in store. \nHowever, the more I thought about it, and the more I watched her start to wrap up her task, the more worry seems to seek into my mind. What if I enjoy it? What if it hurts to much? Is it really a punishment if I enjoy it. Oh, curse my over thinking brain. I’ll just stay calm and take my punishment without fuss. Oh, but what do if she- “Cecilia, safe word?” Huh? I turned around to find a beautiful woman standing in front of me with only her shirt off in a bra similar to mine except black, the lingerie perfectly highlight her slenderness and soft breasts. “Uh, oh yeah….um. How about pineapple?“ I blushed a bit as Delora rolls her eyes at my silly suggestion. “Alright, pineapple it is. Now.” She brandishes the spatula and the ginger she got from the kitchen. “Are you ready?” I take a glance at the ginger in her hand. Should I ask about it? It looks like a buttplug now. I hear an impatient sigh. “It’s called figging, I shall still this up your anus to produce a burning sensation. Use your safe word if it’s too overwhelming.”\nI closed my mouth and nod. She sits down on the leather couch and motions me to lay on her lap. I nervously obliged. I placed myself to were my rump was over my lap wiggling a little to get myself comfortable. “S-so what Are you going to-ah!” I gasped as I felt the sharp sting of metal strike my tush with swift precision. “Obvious questions get swift punishment. Now then…” She places the cold metal against my throbbing rump and presses down firmly. I whimper at the pain spreading through my cheeks. Will I be able to handle this? “Question, what makes you think it’s your place to petty in place of professionalism? At your job?” \n“I-I don’t know I-agh!” another sharp slap to the ass cuts me off mid sentence, tears starting to sting my eyes. “You don’t know? Well, I’ll tell you the answer.” She brings down the spatula once again with an audible slap. “No, it is not. Didn’t your mother teach you any sort of restraint?” another brutal slap grazes my left cheek, causing me to squeal in pain. Agh! It hurts! It hurts but I feel strange warm in my stomach as she scolds me. As she brings down that metal spatula down on my butt, I feel so much pain, but I feel so high! I gasp as she brings it down again. And again. And several more times as she keeps berating for being such a bad girl. I feel the tears run down my face as she continues to adult my poor, raw tush. Most likely beat red from all the spanking. “Cecilia” My mind snaps back to reality as I feel a strange pressure on my butthole through the fabric, warm with a strange texture. “I believe it’s time to wrap up the first part of your little punishment and begin phase two”\n“Phase two?” I sputtered out as she gently slid down my panties to my knees and began carefully pushing in the ginger root butt plug she made earlier. I cry out softly as the butt plug stretches out my tight anus and wedges it self half-way up my butt. I feel warm spread through my anus that gradually start to burn. “T-T-that burns so, so much!” I was cut off once again my a swat, but this time it was her bare hand. “Hush, I’m not quite finished with you yet. You need to learn your lesson thoroughly.” I helped as she firmly stroked my buttocks, causing pain mingled in with pleasure to shoot through my entire body, irritating my stinging anus. “Now, let’s see if you can answer my questions before we need to take the ginger root, hm? They all pertain to your failure of today.\nI nodded slightly the pain starting to become unbearable. Whimpered as she began asking her questions. “Question one: what is the proper way to handle ones trainee?”\n“Y-you make sure your instructions a-are as clear as p-possible and look out for there…there-ah physical health!” I nearly screamed out my words as she slaps my tush again, causing my butt plug to painfully move around. “Good girl, now question two: What did you do to deserve this punishment, hm?” “II-I cause hurt! T-to trainee!” I can barely get my words out, the line between pleasure and pain is so blurred! My body, I don’t think I can handle any more! “Alright, question number 3: what is the name of you’re master?” I can’t take it! I’m gonna…! “pineapple!” Delora immediately stops running my ass and….is laughing?! Kinda?! “I mean Delora pineapple! I mean…! Ouch!” “with a quick and careful flick of the wrist, she removed the ginger from my anus, still leaving behind a distinct burning sensation that gradually starts to lessen… sort of. I gasped a sigh of relief, my tears won’t stop running, my bum is on fire, and my body is so wracked with pain that I- “F-feel amazing…your so amazing Delora! You didn’t have to laugh at me though…” Delora gingerly helped me lay on the couch as she scolds me , stating “this was for punishment, not pleasure.” But she added “I am glad it wasn’t a waste at least.” In that awkwardly kind voice of hers. I just lie there for awhile as Delora waited with me for the pain to ease up. She’s such a good friend!  She help punish such a foul deed and she’s willing to treat me to some subway after this! With her wife, but still! I’m glad things turned out this way, and who knows? Maybe we’ll have another go next visit.\nThat would be so wonderful\n",
  "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>Punishment of a good girl<br />Lesbian, adult, age difference, spanking, punishment, scolding, F/F, figging<br />Characters: Cecelia, Sabertooth, 23 Delora, Rusty Spotted cat, 37<br /><br />&ldquo;Ah, Delora! This coffee is divine! What favoring did you add?&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;Butter rum, I received this particular coffee from my mother.&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;A-ah, I see&hellip;.&rdquo;<br />Geez, why does she have to be so blunt? Can&rsquo;t she be a little more chipper? Not that I&rsquo;m one to talk considering what happened today&hellip;. It&rsquo;s 4:00 in the evening and Ms.Cecilia, my dummy ol&#039; self, made a horrible mistake today. So horrible! I hope I don&rsquo;t lose my job over this&hellip; at least the butter rum offer is wonderful. After a hard day&rsquo;s work, it&rsquo;s nice to kick back and relax with my dear friend Delora while her wife is at work her-self. Such wonderful women! And lovely children too! Though all three of them are having a slumber party at their own friends house. How wonderfully convenient. Or it would be if it was a better day. For some reason I&rsquo;m just not feeling it today. The intensely sweet scent of the coffee, the soft leather sofa and Delora, the wonderful feline she is, sitting next to me sipping her coffee carefully, crunching her nose up at the intense flavor yet still keeping her elegant composure, isn&rsquo;t enough to sooth my poor little nerves.<br />I let put a deep sigh as I take another swig from my emerald coffee mug, the buttery sweetness rolling over my tongue and seeping into my throat, warmth spreading across my body. Ah, perfect. The way coffee should be. &ldquo;Cecelia?&rdquo; I snap out of my thoughts and turn my head to see a rather concerned looking Delora, her silver eyes narrowed, her cup hovering just below her chin. &ldquo;You seem to have something on your mind. You&rsquo;re free to tell me if you believe it will lift your spirits.&rdquo; I smiled at Deloras stiff empathy and concern. She really is a good person, just a bit awkward and rough around the edges. &ldquo;Oh, thank you! But that&rsquo;s alright, I don&rsquo;t want to drag your mood down even more! It seems like both of us are having a bit of a rough day, huh?&rdquo; Deloras eyebrows raised ever-so-slightly as she gently places down her mug on the glass coffee table, looking at me with mild amazement dancing around in her eyes. &ldquo;My, what would make you think my mood would be sour? I am aware that I do indeed need to work of my facial expressions, but I can assure you my mood is rather content at this moment. Now.&rdquo;<br />She crosses her left leg over her right. Turning slightly towards me and picking up her mug again to give her coffee a light sip, her tight slacks highlighting her beautiful calves and slender legs. I swallow nervously. &ldquo;Why don&rsquo;t we discuss this depressive mood you&rsquo;ve found yourself in, hm? I assume it has to do with work?&rdquo; I gape at her in surprise. &ldquo;How did you know? I don&rsquo;t believe I talked about it quite yet.&rdquo; Delora let out a soft sigh as she took another sip. &ldquo;It&rsquo;s rather obvious, you called me up after your usual work hours saying you needed a special &ldquo;coffee break&rdquo; between friends.&rdquo; I smile sheepishly, of course she would be able to pick up on that. She is Delora after all, we&rsquo;ve known each other for about five years now. She&rsquo;s always been pretty perceptive of what&rsquo;s going in around her. Though I&rsquo;m sure I&rsquo;m pretty obvious. W-Well, I suppose I did have a rough day at work....i did something I wasn&rsquo;t supposed to my trainee.&rdquo; Delora cocked one eyebrow and shook her head slightly. &ldquo;Really now? What exactly did you do? Did you assign the wrong meal plan?&rdquo; I shook my head, a red blush starting to spread from the tip of my nose across my poor face. &ldquo;W-Well, I actually got upset at her for refusing to listen to my advice while we weight lifted and I, well&hellip;.&rdquo; Delora nodded encouragingly, her attention completely focused on me. I chuckled nervously. Gosh, she sure knows how do get a girl going. I swallow hard, focusing my eyes on my coffee mug. &ldquo;I-I had her lift 20 pounds heavier than she usually does, and being the stubborn one that she is, took it as a challenge a ended up tearing a muscle.&rdquo; I felt my eyes sting with tears of embarrassment. &ldquo;I didn&rsquo;t know it would hurt her! And my boss was way too understanding! She didn&rsquo;t even write me up!&rdquo; <br />I sniffled as I wiped some tears from my face, Delora staring at me so intensely was definitely not helping. &ldquo;So I ended up having to make her rest for two weeks which she was NOT happy about, and my boss, bless her soul, said I could take it easy today and just help her out!&rdquo; I took a big swig of my now lukewarm coffee and wiped another tear away. &ldquo;I know it doesn&rsquo;t sound so bad, but I feel so awful not being properly punished for it, so I-&ldquo; <br />&ldquo;Came here to request a punishment from me?&rdquo; Delora was suddenly very close to me, her sharp features and bold markings really brings out the intense look on her face. An intense look of&hellip;what I don&rsquo;t know. She wore a complicated expression and I&rsquo;m not sure what it means but- &ldquo;Well? Is there something you wished to ask me?&rdquo; I gasped as I felt her breath tickle the inside of my ear, her hand resting gently on my thigh. O-oh dear, good thing her and her wife are in an open relationship!&rdquo; &ldquo;U-uh, well&hellip;.I was wondering if you would, maybe sorta&hellip;.&rdquo; I inhaled sharply her eyes now boring into mine, making me so nervous. She is so close; I can almost taste the coffee on her breath! After getting my scrambled thoughts together I said- &ldquo;Punish me?&rdquo; in a small voice, whimpering as I said it. I felt a gentle hand on my shoulder. &ldquo;Good girl,&rsquo; she breathed, her soft, warm breath wafting all over my face, tickling the sensitive whiskers. I shuddered as she swiftly pulls away and stands over me with a stern expression and hands on her hips. &ldquo;Well then, we have about an hour to administer your punishment, so I&rsquo;d suggest you make work preparing yourself.&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;Preparing myself...oh, right! Y-yes ma&rsquo;m! Are we going to do it...?&rdquo; <br />&ldquo;On the couch, yes. The doors are locked and my wife won&rsquo;t be home for about two hours, hence why I&rsquo;m giving our session only one.&rdquo; She explained with cold precision,&nbsp;&nbsp;Reaching out her hand and running her slender but strong fingers through my long, silky hair. I swallowed audibly, my hands shaking and my eyes following her every movement. Goddess she makes me so nervous! I have a feeling I&rsquo;m in for a rough time however, as she backs away from me and heads over to the kitchen and pulls out a steel spatula from one of the drawers, a peeling knife and a ginger root from the fridge. &ldquo;A-a ginger root?&rdquo; I question meekly, only getting a &ldquo;mhm&rdquo; in response.<br />Well, I suppose I must get ready for my punishment. I&rsquo;m so nervous! I can&rsquo;t believe I asked her for this. I though to myself as I began to remove my cream-colored dress, revealing my curvaceous body and lacy lingerie, a deep red with intricate rose patterns adorning the fabric. They&rsquo;re my absolute favorite pair. shivered slightly as I felt a cool draft brush over my velvet fur. I sighed tossing my cloths to the side of the couch, diligent waiting for Delora who is currently preoccupied with carving that gingerroot. I wonder what she plans on using that for? People us all sorts of things for their strange kinks and fetishes, and knowing Delora for as long as I have, I&rsquo;m not surprised she has a few of her own. I suddenly feel a goofy smile spread across my face. Her wife must get a lot of attention from her. Delora seems like the type to take discipline very seriously , so her poor wife and children must have to put up with her strict punishments. Ah, I wonder what kind of punishment she has in store. <br />However, the more I thought about it, and the more I watched her start to wrap up her task, the more worry seems to seek into my mind. What if I enjoy it? What if it hurts to much? Is it really a punishment if I enjoy it. Oh, curse my over thinking brain. I&rsquo;ll just stay calm and take my punishment without fuss. Oh, but what do if she- &ldquo;Cecilia, safe word?&rdquo; Huh? I turned around to find a beautiful woman standing in front of me with only her shirt off in a bra similar to mine except black, the lingerie perfectly highlight her slenderness and soft breasts. &ldquo;Uh, oh yeah&hellip;.um. How about pineapple?&ldquo; I blushed a bit as Delora rolls her eyes at my silly suggestion. &ldquo;Alright, pineapple it is. Now.&rdquo; She brandishes the spatula and the ginger she got from the kitchen. &ldquo;Are you ready?&rdquo; I take a glance at the ginger in her hand. Should I ask about it? It looks like a buttplug now. I hear an impatient sigh. &ldquo;It&rsquo;s called figging, I shall still this up your anus to produce a burning sensation. Use your safe word if it&rsquo;s too overwhelming.&rdquo;<br />I closed my mouth and nod. She sits down on the leather couch and motions me to lay on her lap. I nervously obliged. I placed myself to were my rump was over my lap wiggling a little to get myself comfortable. &ldquo;S-so what Are you going to-ah!&rdquo; I gasped as I felt the sharp sting of metal strike my tush with swift precision. &ldquo;Obvious questions get swift punishment. Now then&hellip;&rdquo; She places the cold metal against my throbbing rump and presses down firmly. I whimper at the pain spreading through my cheeks. Will I be able to handle this? &ldquo;Question, what makes you think it&rsquo;s your place to petty in place of professionalism? At your job?&rdquo; <br />&ldquo;I-I don&rsquo;t know I-agh!&rdquo; another sharp slap to the ass cuts me off mid sentence, tears starting to sting my eyes. &ldquo;You don&rsquo;t know? Well, I&rsquo;ll tell you the answer.&rdquo; She brings down the spatula once again with an audible slap. &ldquo;No, it is not. Didn&rsquo;t your mother teach you any sort of restraint?&rdquo; another brutal slap grazes my left cheek, causing me to squeal in pain. Agh! It hurts! It hurts but I feel strange warm in my stomach as she scolds me. As she brings down that metal spatula down on my butt, I feel so much pain, but I feel so high! I gasp as she brings it down again. And again. And several more times as she keeps berating for being such a bad girl. I feel the tears run down my face as she continues to adult my poor, raw tush. Most likely beat red from all the spanking. &ldquo;Cecilia&rdquo; My mind snaps back to reality as I feel a strange pressure on my butthole through the fabric, warm with a strange texture. &ldquo;I believe it&rsquo;s time to wrap up the first part of your little punishment and begin phase two&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;Phase two?&rdquo; I sputtered out as she gently slid down my panties to my knees and began carefully pushing in the ginger root butt plug she made earlier. I cry out softly as the butt plug stretches out my tight anus and wedges it self half-way up my butt. I feel warm spread through my anus that gradually start to burn. &ldquo;T-T-that burns so, so much!&rdquo; I was cut off once again my a swat, but this time it was her bare hand. &ldquo;Hush, I&rsquo;m not quite finished with you yet. You need to learn your lesson thoroughly.&rdquo; I helped as she firmly stroked my buttocks, causing pain mingled in with pleasure to shoot through my entire body, irritating my stinging anus. &ldquo;Now, let&rsquo;s see if you can answer my questions before we need to take the ginger root, hm? They all pertain to your failure of today.<br />I nodded slightly the pain starting to become unbearable. Whimpered as she began asking her questions. &ldquo;Question one: what is the proper way to handle ones trainee?&rdquo;<br />&ldquo;Y-you make sure your instructions a-are as clear as p-possible and look out for there&hellip;there-ah physical health!&rdquo; I nearly screamed out my words as she slaps my tush again, causing my butt plug to painfully move around. &ldquo;Good girl, now question two: What did you do to deserve this punishment, hm?&rdquo; &ldquo;II-I cause hurt! T-to trainee!&rdquo; I can barely get my words out, the line between pleasure and pain is so blurred! My body, I don&rsquo;t think I can handle any more! &ldquo;Alright, question number 3: what is the name of you&rsquo;re master?&rdquo; I can&rsquo;t take it! I&rsquo;m gonna&hellip;! &ldquo;pineapple!&rdquo; Delora immediately stops running my ass and&hellip;.is laughing?! Kinda?! &ldquo;I mean Delora pineapple! I mean&hellip;! Ouch!&rdquo; &ldquo;with a quick and careful flick of the wrist, she removed the ginger from my anus, still leaving behind a distinct burning sensation that gradually starts to lessen&hellip; sort of. I gasped a sigh of relief, my tears won&rsquo;t stop running, my bum is on fire, and my body is so wracked with pain that I- &ldquo;F-feel amazing&hellip;your so amazing Delora! You didn&rsquo;t have to laugh at me though&hellip;&rdquo; Delora gingerly helped me lay on the couch as she scolds me , stating &ldquo;this was for punishment, not pleasure.&rdquo; But she added &ldquo;I am glad it wasn&rsquo;t a waste at least.&rdquo; In that awkwardly kind voice of hers. I just lie there for awhile as Delora waited with me for the pain to ease up. She&rsquo;s such a good friend!&nbsp;&nbsp;She help punish such a foul deed and she&rsquo;s willing to treat me to some subway after this! With her wife, but still! I&rsquo;m glad things turned out this way, and who knows? Maybe we&rsquo;ll have another go next visit.<br />That would be so wonderful<br /></span>",
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