I Wore a Butt Plug for 3 Days at Same Same But Different 2025

Written by Allison Eden

This is my story the time I was forced to wear a butt plug as a punishment for 3 days at Same Same But Different 2025.

 

The only way to do this story justice is for me to take a departure from the fun, lighthearted writing style of my other Festival Hookup Nightmare stories and instead describe the events of that weekend in the sexually explicit, yet still fun & lighthearted style I use when writing erotic romance book.

The story written below contains adult language and sexually explicit descriptions.

Everything you are about to read is true.  

 

It all started when I was butt ass naked in the walk in closet I share with my girlfriend, let's call her Bree.

Unlike literally every festival I've ever been to up to that point, I didn't plan out my rave outfits for each day.

Walking around Nocturnal Wonderland on a leash was less than 2 weeks ago, but already a fading memory.

My boyfriend, who I will henceforth refer to as Ryan, had been fastidious packing the car all last night and thay morning and was ready to leave for SSBD.

I was very much not ready and didn't have a thing packed. Like, I was iterally waking around the house naked looking for something to wear while everyone waited for me.

An hour went by.

 I had my bags for the weekend packed, but was still naked because I couldn't decide on an outfit.

Two hours went by.

 I had tried on half my wardrobe, sorting potential rave outfits into a "nope" pile and a "maybe" pile and a "definitely".

Only there was nothing in my "definitely" pile.

Then Bree comes upstairs and sees me topless in her section of the closet.

"Ally, Ryan is mad that you -- wait, are those my clothes?"

"Bree! Baby , wouldnt this outfit look fabulous at Same Same?"

I do a twirl while holding up one of her skirts and bikini top over my bare chest.

"I mean, its a start. But where are your fishnets?"

"Ryan ripped my last pair when i was wearing them." I stick out my lip in a pout.

"He is fond of doing that, isnt he? It's okay, I have a secret stash."

 

And that's how I roped my girlfriend into trying on clothes with me.

I don't know how much time went by, but it was inevitable that my boyfriend Ryan would come up the stairs fuming.

"Girls, you can fuck each other on the drive over, get it in car, we gotta go!" Ryan yelled this walking up the stairs, which for some reason made Bree and I crack up.

Ryan walks into the closet at the least opportune moment.

Bree is still dressed in her day 1 outfit, a cute form fitting boho sundress.

I was caught in between outfit changes, on my knees, naked and leaning over a pile of clothes.

We both freeze when we see him, like our dad just caught us doing something naughty.

"Bree. Go wait in the car." He says it without taking his eyes off me.

The way he said it made me feel even worse. The sudden weight of his anger and disappointment of a man I love all at once hit me.

Bree can feel it, too, even if it wasn't directed at her..

As Bree stands up,, Ryan bends over to pickup the pile clothes on the ground. Just a handful of random shit that had been thrown around without reason or rhyme, and he hands it to Bree.

"Throw this in the backseat. There you go, good girl."

I can see Bree's anxiety physically wash away as soon as the "good girl" hits her ears. She looks happy, unburdoned, free.

I want that. I want to be called a good girl, but I know I haven't earned it. I know I'm still in trouble.

Bree takes the pile of clothes and leaves.

And I am naked and alone with my boyfriend. I want to cry because I know I disappointed him by making us late. I just get easily distracted and lose track of time and am not very good at planning things or organization or packing for long trips or following directions or time managent.

I try to explain all of this to him, all the while on the verge of tears.

And he just stands there, not saying anything. Which makes it 1000% worse.

Then, "You know you have to be punished for making us late, right?"

"Yes, daddy, i know and Ill accept whatever punishment you deem necessary." I squeak, eyes on the ground.

He gently takes my hand and starts walking with me.

On the way out the bedroom,, he spots my butt plug sitting on the corner of the bed and picks it up, then hands it to me.

"Put it in. This will be the only thing you're allowed to wear this weekend. And you arent allowed to take it out without my permission. Is that understood?"

"Yes, daddy." I say meekly.

I snatch the butt plug from his hand and pop it in as quickly as possible, suddenly craving the relief that only being called a good girl can bring.

"No. Bend over. Show me." He says with arms folded.

I do as instructed.

Ryan takes a series of photos of me wearing only my butt plug (they are pretty great pics I look back at regularly)

"Now, Are you sorry you made us late?"

"Yes, daddy."

I'm thinking, Please just say it.

"When are you going to take your butt plug out?" He asks with slow, controlled rage.

"Um, only when daddy tells me I can take it out." I answer quickly.

"Good girl. Let's go."

My muscles visibly relax as soon as I hear it. There it is. I am a good girl.

"Um, thank you, daddy!"

I kiss him on the cheek, then scamper off to the car, which is parked outside in the driveway. I am still on a high from being called a good girl and don't even care that I'm outside in the middle of the day wearing nothing but a butt plug.

Besides, our neighbors have seen worse by now.

Bree is sitting in the passenger seat, but i talk her into switching with me.

"He's still mad at me." I tell her. "I want to give him road head al the way to Same Same to make it up to him."

But when Ryan gets into the driver's seat, he makes us switch back.

"Ally, I know how much you enjoy giving road head, which is why, as part of your punishment, you have to watch Bree do it on the way up."

An evil smile creeps across Bree's face. 

"Unfair!" I scream.

"We're nearly three hours late because of you, Ally. If I hear you say 'unfair' one more time, so help me, you'll go without clothes and dick this entire weekend."

I am aghast. I have to literally bite my tongue to keep from saying 'unfair' as I sit in the backseat, covertly touching myself as I watch my best friend suck my boyfriend's dick.

Try as I might, I can't take my eyes off her. I want to scream things like, "You're doing it wrong!" And "I can go down further than that!" But again I bite my tongue.

Luckily, my boyfriend took pity on me and Bree and I switched halfway to Lake Perris.

 

Arriving at Same Same But Different

 

The ticket takers did not bat an eye or say a word about the fact that I was fully butt ass naked with drool and whatever else running down my chin when we pulled into Lake Perris. I think that says a lot about how cool vibe was.

When me arrive, I am intent to be on my best behavior. It is fucking cold and I want desperately to earn a jacket before sundown, which is fast approaching.

We set up our camp (and I actually helped this time!) Then set out to meet up with some friends.

Look, I am used to getting stared at on the regular due to my, uh, fashion forward choices, but at same same I felt like a sideshow attraction.

When we get to our friend's campsite, I express my anxiety about being stared at to Ryan.

"...plus, look at my nipples, they are like icicles!"

One of our friends we met there -- lets call him Tony -- leans over and licks my nipple, which feels good but completely catches me off guard.

"Shes exaggerating." He announced.

When I give Tony a death glare, Jess goes, "What? Everyone knows that hypothermia starts in the nipples."

Tony is an EMT so no one can argue with him. All the boys just nod in agreement.

"See, Ally? Hypothermia starts in the nipples. Just have someone lick on your titties every few minutes and you'll be fine." Ryan advises.

It was funny. I wanted to laugh. And I don't know why but at that moment I broke down into tears.

"Im fucking cold!" I curl up in a ball and cry.

"Fine, Ally, you baby. Do you want a chance to earn back your clothing?"  Ryan asks.

"Yes, please."

"Okay." Ryan turns around to fave the main festival road. "Who wants to fuck girlfriend in the ass?"

Silence.

I'm thinking, Jesus, I'm standing here naked. Am I that unfuckable?

Then Tony the EMT comes to my rescue.

"Sure, Ill do it." He says as if someone just asked him to pickup dog poop in the backyard.

"For evey person who fuck you in the ass, you will earn back one article of clothing."

And with that, Ryan set the rules to the game.

 

Earned It Part 1 - Tony the EMT

I don't care what anybody says, EMTs are gentle lovers.

Tony showed the utmost care and empathy while he was assfucking me, always making sure I had enough lube, wasn't going too fast or hard.

It was cute but almost annoying.

We hookedup in his tent because it was the closest, tent flap open to the world.

And everyone was watching us. well, all of our friends were, at least.

After a few minutes of this...

"Ally, Im going to cum. Where dobyu want me to cum?" He asked, like a gentleman.

"Cum in her/my ass" I said at the same time as my boyfriend.

And so he did.

And the moment he pulled out, Ryan was right there to pop my plug back in.

My effort earned me a thick, long furry coat with a big collar that looked like it was made from a direwolf pelt. I sunk into it and it swallowed me up, but I was warm at last.

Naked underneath, yes,, but warm

At the risk of sounding gross, the warm cum in my butt also kept me warm.

 

Earned It Parr 2 - Random Rave Couple

Later we were dancing to Boogie T.

I was warm and cozy and enjoying running around flashing people in my oversized coat.

We met a pretty chill couple down there and were hanging out, dancing, and doing bumps together. You know, typical raver type shit.

Then someone asks, "why is she naked?"

And my boyfriend starts tell the butt plug story.

And the guy we from the rave couple we met goes, "I'll fuck you girlfriend in the ass... Do you want to fuck my girlfriend in the ass?"

His girlfriend smiles and me, then smiles at Ryan.

And Ryan looks and me and says, "Hey, Ally, do you want to earn another piece of clothing?"

Just then a chilly gust of wind blows through and makes me shiver.

"Yes, please!" I reply.

So we follow these strangers we just met to their tent, dance-walking the entire way. Once we are far enough from the music I get a chance to talk to the girl who my boyfriend is about to assfuck and we become instant friends.

I show her my butt plug and she fell in love with me. Honestly, we talked about butt plugs and our asses for like 45 minutes.

"I wish my boyfriend would punish me by making me wear a butt plug. That is so hot!" She says to me in confidence.

When we get to their tent, I am disappointed at how small it is. We definitely should have went back to ours, but it's too late now.

There is barely enough room for the four of us to fit inside their tent at the same time. I have to say, this was not an enjoyable experience because of how small their tent was. It looked like my boyfriend was having fun, but the entire time I was just listening to the music and writing for this guy to cum in my ass.

I can't even remember his name, but he did eventually cum in my ass. The. He asks Ryan if he can put the butt plug back in.

"Go for it" My boyfriend tells him just before he finishes on this guy's girlfriend's back.

Sure, she thought the butt plug idea was hot, but she didn't want my boyfriend to cum in her ass? Rude!

At this point, I have the combined cum from 2 men driving down my thighs before my plug is back in.

My pussy as cold, so I chose to borrow a pair of shorts from the girl with my boyfriend's cum all over her back.

"Just so you know, I'm going to get cum all over them." I told her flat out

"You can keep them." She told me.

After that, we never saw that couple again.

 

Earned It Part 3 - Brad the Disapointment

We went back to dancing after that. Meanwhile, I was trying to coordinate a meet up with this guy I had been wanting to fuck for a long time. Let's call him Brad.

I told him about the butt plug punishment and he was really into it.

He met us at the back of the stage and was  insistent he let me fuck him on the dance floor.

We walked into a part of the main stage that was dense with people dancing.

Brad was an expert in dirty talk, which was what I found so attractive about him, but very aggressive and handsy when we met. Several times I had to pull him aside to remind him of my ground rules.

Once we got into the middle of the dance floor, Brad started grinding up against me until he was hard.

When he pulled my pants down, I bent forward slightly so he could remove my butt plug.

"Holy shit, you're so wet right now." He whispered in my ear.

I did not feel the need to tell him what he was feeling was the cum from 2 other guys.

Secret sex on the dance floor is always a thrill, but like most guys, Brad was all talk and empty promises during our many late night dirty talk session and came inside me almost immediately.

Naturally, he wanted to keep fucking, but as soon as I felt him cum I said, "That's it, you had your chance and you blew it. Kindly replace my butt plug and fuck off now."

Which, he did.

Note to guys, if something like this ever happens to you, the absolute worst thing you could do is to send a woman a series of insulting messages because of your own inadequacies. Obviously, we fucked you because there was something we liked about you. What we really want is for you to redeem yourself, not put a nail in your own coffin.

 

Earned It Part 4 - Poly Family Cuddles

So after taking the loads from 3 different men while having exactly zero orgasms of my own that day, I was feeling pretty horny.

My rolls started to hit me really hard, so It took me a while to find Bree and Ryan, but when I did, I began begging them to take my back to the tent and just fuck me stupid.

"Plus, another guy came in my butt. So you owe me another article of clothing! Im freezing my tits off and I want a shirt!" I poked my finger into his chest with authority. 

The first night of Same Same was coming to a close anyway, so we did just that.

Back in our roomy tent, on our big comfy air mattress, I cuddled up to Bree and Ryan.

"Are the two of you ready for my sloppy seconds?" I asked

"Babe, don't you mean sloppy fourths and fifths?" Bree corrected.

I started rolling on the bed laughing like this was the funniest thing I'd ever heard.

And then Ryan pinned me down, popped out my plug, and started fucking me savage.

This seems like a good opportunity for me to apologize to all our camp neighbors at SSBD.

Savage can only go on for so long. So a few minutes later, he switched to sweet and gentle love making while Bree ate me out. 

It was romantic and hot and incredible.

If you've gotten this far into my story and aren't already grossed out, then hopefully this next fun fact doesn't make you flinch --

Anal sex is soooo much better when you have the collective cum of three men already inside you.

It's also a lot better when you're with a guy who actually knows what he's doing, but we'll file that under no fucking duh.

 

Finishing My Punishment

My punishment continued for the rest of the festival, but at a much more relaxed pace.

Let just say that by the time we left Same Same But Different, I had earned  3 different complete rave oufits that I should have brought with me from the start