Being sent to the grocery store - knowing that everyone was aware what i was there for.
Trying to look casual, as i stared at the ginger roots in the bin … But being selective, as if choosing a lover.
Later, watching Him take the knife, carefully cutting the finger into the shape of a plug. Unable and unwilling to take my eyes away from Him, the attention he paid to peeling and carving the ginger; His strong hands; the sharp knife, His eyes and warm smile as they moved momentarily from his task to me, and then back again.
The gentle, pleasant aroma that filled the air.
Hearing the words, “girl, get on the bed, ass up.”
He teased my clit with it first; the burn building, until my head was thrown back and my eyes closed.
Then He slowly inserted the ginger butt plug. At first it was warm, then burning. i Clenched, but that tight only made the burning more intense. i tried hard to relax, but He played with the plug, and then me, and i writhed on the bed, moaning and pleading.
In order to have it removed, my task was going down to the front desk of the hotel, wearing the ginger plug, and nothing else underneath His winter coat, asking for coffee .. again, i was certain that everyone knew how i was adorned under the coat.
My embarrassed smile as i returned to the room, to His hug and warm words for a task well-completed.