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Figging Story, With Orgasms

Here’s a very heated figging story with lots and lots of screaming orgasms. It starts with bondage and a big butt plug, and then:

He moved around to the side of the bed and sat down, pulling a trashcan over toward him. From beneath a towel on the bedside table he removed a knot of ginger and picked up his pocket knife. He grinned at her as she watched him curiously. Why was he peeling vegetables in the bedroom? Here she was on the bed, naked, humiliated, her ass filled and stretched by an impossibly large plug that was driving her insane, her cunt juices were coating her belly and making her shiver from the cool air touching her and all she wanted him to do was fuck her until she couldn’t take it anymore… and he was peeling vegetables?! What kind of game was he playing? She stayed silent, knowing better than to question him.

It took Him several minutes to carefully peel and shape a finger of the ginger to his liking. It was just a half inch around or so with a somewhat pointed tip. Then when he was ready he cut a little notch at the base of the “finger” then cut it free of the plant. She was panting and moaning and begging him with everything she could muster without saying anything. Her cunt pulsed and tightened, making her even wetter and she whimpered His name softly. He lifted his head to look at her and grinned “Yes dear?” When she didn’t immediately answer he set the ginger back onto the bedside table along with the knife, still holding the peeled piece in his fingers.

Again He was settled behind her and he was driving her crazy. He’d told her to push with her rectal muscles to dislodge the plug. How the hell was she supposed to do that?! The thing was huge! Despite her internal arguments, she did as she was told and pushed. Oh God it hurt! She stopped and lay panting, flushed and trembling. Her ass ached and she was seeing spots. It was too big… This hurt worse than the plug being put in… He gently coaxed her to push again. She bit her tongue to keep from arguing and whimpered. “C’mon baby… try again.” She heard her Masters voice from a distance then she took a deep breath and prepared herself before pushing again. Pain seared through her ass and her cunt quivered. Sweet nectar coated her labia and ran over her clit then to her belly.

Through the pain she was cumming and she couldn’t stop it, the more she pushed, the harder she came. It felt soooo good despite the pain burning in her ass. She screamed as the plug was being pushed out, stretching her from the inside out, her whole body quaking in complete orgasm. She felt like she’d be torn apart. Just when she thought she couldn’t take anymore, He grasped the base of the plug and helped ease it out of her. It slid out with a satisfying ‘pop’ and squelch as her ass was allowed to tighten again.

He let his girl rest a bit. She wanted nothing more than to just collapse on the bed. She was panting hard and she was flushed. She wanted to cry. She felt so empty, so abandoned. She lay there; face down on the bed, her abused ass stuck up in the air, her hands tightened on her ass cheeks. She was so humiliated. Then He leaned over her and pulled her hair back carefully to whisper into her ear. “I’m not done with you yet,my slut.”

Then she felt his finger probing her anus. Oh god… not again. Not her ass. It was sore and stretched and… “Just relax.” her eyes widened and she looked at Him over her shoulder. He just smiled in return. His smile always calmed her and she relaxed, lying back against the bed. She moaned as His finger began to gently move in and out of her ass and she heard the familiar pop of the lube bottle, and then felt the warming sensation of lube being dripped onto her sore anus. It felt so good… Gilles making love to her asshole with his finger, lubing her up.

Her breath was taken away when something icy cold was pressed to her swollen anus and she jerked away from it. What the hell was he doing? Ice cubes? No… it wasn’t quite that cold. Josh petted her ass softly with the palm of one hand to soothe her and pressed the cold object to her again. She inhaled deeply as she felt something relatively small and thin and unbelievably cold slide into her ass. It felt like a prosthetic finger, but it was wet. A potato? Wait… no… she glanced at the side table. Ginger. What the hell was he doing sticking ginger up her ass?

Then the burning began. It was actually almost immediate and she bucked on the bed. It was like a fire stick had been shoved into her rectum. Oh God… and she thought pushing the plug out hurt. Her eyes were watering. Her asshole throbbed and she wiggled as if to try to dislodge it. He sat back and patted her leg before getting off the bed “I’ll be right back, love.”

She half panicked and whimpered. He was leaving her alone? Her head whipped around to watch Him as he got up and headed toward the bathroom. She moaned pitifully as the door clicked shut. Even if He wasn’t far away, she still felt entirely alone.

By the time He came out again she was writhing and wriggling on the bed uncontrollably, screams mingling with her moans. Her ass was on fire. She felt like her rectum was burning up. Her pussy was soaked and she was moaning in pleasure and pain. She was so beautiful bound only by his will, nothing else holding her in the position. She seemed to like it. He approached her again and sat beside her on the bed, reaching to run his fingers through her hair tenderly. Hallie smiled as much as she could muster. God did she hurt… and it was all because of him, but oh it felt so good.

His skilled hand found its way to her cunt and he delved two fingers up inside her to stroke her g-spot. Her hips began to buck wantonly and she was crying, telling him that it hurt but begged him not to stop. He pressed his thumb to the underside of her clit to rub up and down. Her scream bounced off the walls in the room as she came for a fifth time that night. Her pussy contracted hard around his fingers as he stroked her and curled his fingers in that familiar ‘come here’ motion over her g-spot. He wasn’t going to let her stop.

She whimpered and bucked into him as he forced her to ride wave after wave of orgasm. He loved to hear her scream when she came. She was so beautiful when she let loose like that. Her ass seared and felt like a million red hots were melting inside of her. Her anus began to pulse around the ginger in rhythm with her cunt. Oh God…. The stinging pain seemed to vanish, replaced with the overpowering feeling of orgasm all over again. She screamed in passionate agony as her whole body rocked uncontrollably, driven to heights she hadn’t known before. She didn’t know how long she’d been on orgasm or how many times.

When she started to come to with reality, she tasted His sweet lips on her own. She was on her back and she was encased safely in her boyfriend’s strong arms. Her eyes met his. Gilles eyes were probably the most attractive part about him. He had eyes that would take a woman’s breath away. He was soothing her. Her rectum still burned but the ginger had been removed. She felt complete. More complete than she had ever felt before. Gilles now owned all of her.

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