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**lowmobile** · January 23rd, 2014, 11:34 PM

<Oh, forgot about that. I fixed it in the previous post>

**farrenlock** · January 23rd, 2014, 11:42 PM

Beatrice tried to pull away from his grip, but her whole body was tired. She didn't have enough strength to jerk herself free from Yuri's grasp. The chair almost seemed to openly taunt her as she waited in dread to be wedge between the gap. It felt strange having the cold metal against her naked body, even stranger when the rod was plunged into her from behind. She let out a quick yip when the rod was firmly in. Beatrice didn't bother with looking back at Yuri. Just seeing his giddy, amused face, would sent her off the edge. "H..How long am I to stay like this?..." she asked bitterly.

**lowmobile** · January 24th, 2014, 12:56 AM

Her responded to her dryness with a dry line of his own. "How long are you going to stay like that?" he repeated. "Not a moment longer," he replied as he used the rod to create a spicy liquid that filled her insides. "Down in the South they also have a different cuisine. Including the use of the juice of a spicy fruit." He pulled the rod out and inserted his finger into her bottom to serve as a plug. "If my experience with your burning rod taught me anything, it should only hurt around the opening."

**farrenlock** · January 24th, 2014, 01:34 AM

Beatrice squirmed on her toes as she felt the intense fiery sensation of the liquid run down her. "EYYA!" she cried out. Thrashing around to try and free herself for possibly the fifth time, she couldn't even move a centimeter. Her heart raced about as fast her pulsing bottom, both in and out.
Beatrice laid limply in the chair, sniffling and whimpering. Her bright red face turned to look at him with such hate, yet pleading at the same time.

**lowmobile** · January 24th, 2014, 02:35 AM

Yuri returned her look with an exasperated smile. "It's not even that hot. Surely no hotter than the rod you used on me. It's just uncomfortable, you drama queen!" At least that's what Yuri assumed and had intended the liquid to feel like. He used his free hand to create a cork which he used to plug her bottom. He then went to the door and unlocked it and opened it up a crack. Maybe Beatrice did not know that today the military was doing field drills, so nobody would come by, but if she didn't...

"I hope nobody come by," he said with a snicker. He then went and sat on her desk. "Dance for me, Beatrice," he said as he watched the two red buttocks with "Yuri's Bitch" on them squirm.

**farrenlock** · January 24th, 2014, 03:15 AM

"Care to compare?..." she growled menacingly, suggesting she'd do the same treatment to him whenever she'd get the chance. Fortunately for Beatrice, she did know about the field drills, hence why she didn't even flinch when he opened the door. That didn't really mean that no one else was in the building at that time, just meant fewer. The more she moved the worse it seemed to get for her, so Beatrice refused to move much more. She tensed when feeling the cork get shoved into her, then went limp again. She could hear the demand and feel his gaze, but did nothing about it. Beatrice figured that the less she reacted to whatever Yuri did, the more likely it'd bug him. Screw it if it made things worse! His smiling annoyed her.

**lowmobile** · January 24th, 2014, 03:48 AM

Indeed, Yuri was annoyed. In his mind the hot liquid would make her twist and turn in her boots causing her bottom to shake all over the place. He was counting on seeing her perform this sexy, embarrassing, and funny dance. Maybe the liquid just needed more time to react. Or maybe, she responded to the pain by clamping down. Hardly as fun as he had hoped. "Okay, Beatrice, if you are not going to dance for me, I guess I gotta make you. Why don't I make a new paddle so I can inscribe something on your thighs. How about 'Naughty Beatrice'?"

**farrenlock** · January 24th, 2014, 04:03 AM

Beatrice paled at the suggestion posed. She didn't see how that threat was supposed to make her quit resisting. Yes it made her anxious. Yea, it made her rethink about being a statue. It just still wasn't enough to get a response. Not even a little coy remark of 'fuck you.' Instead she acted as if he had said nothing at all, though the act was clearly visible this time. The traces of fear was definitely still there on her huffy red face. It was the weird and spiced liquid that making her steadily loose her rebellious attitude.

**lowmobile** · January 24th, 2014, 10:24 PM

Yuri sighed and used the rod to create another paddle, this time with 'Naughty Beatrice' on it. He walked up to her and put his hand right above her bottom. He aimed carefully for the junction of the lower bottom and upper thigh and started to paddle her. Like last time, he tried to make sure the paddle left an impression. "Just say that you will dance and I'll stop paddling you," he said to her. He admired her willpower, but he knew that the power of the liquid and the stinging paddle had to be testing her limits.

**farrenlock** · January 24th, 2014, 11:12 PM

Beatrice shivered as she watched him forge yet another paddle. She tensed up automatically as he steadied his aim, then promptly yelped loudly at the first startling pop. She struggled around in avoidance, suddenly finding some energy left to fight. "H-How the hell do you expect me to do that?! I...EEK!... can hardly move as it is!" she snapped back at him. The rustling around left her insides flaring, causing her to whimper and whine.