Figging: Anal Discipline

And the ranks of figging afficionados swell by one more:

Oh my god, I tried figging last night. Oh my god! It’s wonderful. Who knew that ginger would make me feel this way?! It’s sort of a pity that I’m no longer sleeping with *him*, and I doubt that new prospect wants to be initiated into my little bedroom secrets *quite* so early on. Grr.

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Oh gosh it’s good! I used a fairly large piece of ginger (so I wouldn’t lose it)and left the little bobbly bits on the sides on it. Played with my plug for a while so I was nice and loose, then pushed the ginger in. Oh my god!

It stings, but not unbearably - I guess the feeling is akin to the first time I ever tried anal or the one you get after the third time that night ;) Mind you, I’m the sort of girl who likes her anal rather hard and rough, so the mild pain element is somewhat of a huge turn-on. Came very quickly - defnitely think that I’m going to incorporate it into my solo anal play on a regular basis (whether I can get someone else involved would be a bonus!)!

JasonElvis writes:

I tried a new sexual practice on Sunday morning called “figging”. Tracey had been a bit nervous because she said it sounded medieval and that, if it was so good, friends would have spoken about it before. Some of my friends have spoken about it. She said if it all went wrong whe didn’t want o hear about it. So I gave it a go. Basically, you carve a little butt plug shape out of fresh ginger root, shove it up your bum, think of red hot pokers and find yourself surprisingly horny. Apparently it’s good in combination with spanking of some sort because you can’t clench your buttocks. Well, you can but it makes the ginger reactivate and sting more. For this first experiment I just lay on the bed writhing about in the place between pleasure and pain.

What to do when you’re lonely and bored and like ginger:

I told him i really need a ginger, he just laughed.Then i went to kitchen and find some ginger, peeled it and soaked it in a cold water.

Then i took it and return to my nootebook that i put on my bed. In side position,carefully put the ginger in my bumhole,i can feel the coldness..mmm..opss..the ginger root quite big and not enough..I had done this many time,so its not really hard to put that ginger properly.Once its was in my bumhole and i satisfy, i lied down on my tummy and reported to him, he just grinned and wait.

Then..it not really takes time when i start to feel the burning sensation.There was a stage i just write..dummy word to him..cause i started focus on the ginger. And i clenched..squirmed..a bit,shaking…then i took my bath brush on my side and start spanking myself…i smacked as hard as i can..but i only feel the burning in my bumhole..then..i exhausted and lets the sensation of that ginger..took my whole body…and of couse its end..with a really great…shy when saying this..touching.

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.

Here’s another testimonial to the aphrodesiac power of ginger juice:

I was soon laying on the floor in my underwear while he peeled some stem ginger. I was about to lose my figging virginity.

He forgot to mention that it had been sitting in his fridge for several weeks until after it was secured in my anal passage. Suffice to say it was strong and had a pretty quick effect on me. It wasn’t the fact that it was inserted anally that suddenly made me go mental. His fingers were covered with the juice and he was rubbing my clit and pushing his fingers into me. Suddenly it was like having my little pink bits immersed in hot wax. It had all of the pleasure and very little of the pain. It wasn’t painful in the traditional sense, it made my nerves hyper-sensitive. And it made me instantly want to be filled. It happened within maybe 2 minutes, I went from curious and laying calmly on the floor on my stomach to writhing and demanding to be filled as my pink bits burned.

Well, suffice to say that I got the cock I was craving, in fact it helped cool down the just mildly alight pink bits.

Poetry? Well, perhaps that’s overselling. But it rhymes, anyway:

You tell me to lie down, with butt facing up
and buckle my wrists to the bed, “What’sup?”

I say to You as You hum some song
and You slap me, and say “It won’t be long,
until You see what I’ve planned, for you this night,
but keep quiet my slave, as this is your plight”.
You reach for the dresser, and take something soaking
in a glass of water, and begin to start poking

at my asshole with it, it looks like a dildo
i ask what that is, and You say that You’ll show
what is is to me at the end of it’s use
but it is ginger, that I’ve carved, and its juice
will burn a bit, after being inserted
“if too much” You say, “then I must be alerted”

“‘Figging’ it’s called according to My research,
and should deter you from any plans to besmirch
Me in any way”, as You pushed it in at last
it felt cool at first, but started to work real fast
it burned a bit, as You moved to the dresser
to pick up a cat o’ nines, and make me a confessor.

Alas, this figging testimonial has had the juicier bits excised, but you can still tell she’s a fan:

I came home to find a piece of ginger root under the Christmas tree, he’s so funny.

We started off by having nice hot showers and then lighting candles to set the mood….matchstick size piece and inserted it into ….. While that was simmering he rubbed ……..piece around my …….. and then traced it to my ………. where I really started to feel the tingle. He massaged my ……..with it and then ………. into … and ………. me with it. As I neared my first ……. he gently …….. ginger around my ………………… but I was too resistant …………………. for a little while and then very shallowly. We were about 15 minutes into the “figging” when all of the tingling (from my …., ….., ……., ……. and ………..) combined to form one glorious sensation! I felt like my whole body was on fire (in a good way) and when he went ……. on me I actually …….. like you wouldn’t believe. I had the most intense and fabulous ……. (many many ……). After I was done we made love ……………………oh I don’t even know.

What do you think? I think you should try it. Soon.

Here’s a figging-and-sex story from Pleasure of Being A Spanked Wife. Suffice to say, ginger makes her wet:

Saturday night I was feeling very naughty and asked Edward if he wouldn’t mind trying to do a little figging tonight. I read about it on other blogs and researched a bit. So when I was in the grocery story I came across the perfect piece of ginger root. I brought it home and showed my hubby and he grinned. I carefully carved the ginger root as per instruction I read on line. Put it in some cold water and took it to the bedroom.

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“Did you get all the toys?” He said
“Yes, the ginger root is on the night stand and the other toys are in the toy box.” I say with grin. “Looking for a good spanking, figging and sex tonight.”

With that being said he started to tan my bottom with me lying on my belly. Oh I flinched, I jumped and I loved every strike. He teased me by breaking his stroke by tickle my pussy and anus. Just as I would get into it, he would start smacking my bottom.

The next pause he put the ginger root into my anus, I couldn’t keep it at first. But after Edward said to keep it in or he was going to heat my bottom up, I did everything in my power to do just that. It took some practice to relax the muscle to draw it in and then hold on to it. Just as I got a hold of it good the heat come on.

It wasn’t the fire I was expecting though. I got a bit of fire at first but then it just cause everything to stay nice and warm. It felt good but I don’t think I am going to bother to do it again. It feels good but is a lot of work to have a warm plug for my bottom.

Just as I had a good hold on it Edward started spanking my bottom again. Oh how wonderful it felt. I had not had a good spanking in a while and was lapping it up like a kid with an ice cream cone on a hot summer’s day. I mused at the fact that it felt so good and yet I kicked and flinched and squirmed at every smack.

I had been spanked enough and it was time for the third part of what I wanted for the evening: SEX. Edward started stroking my pussy and clit when he notice that I had sucked the plug all the way in.

“Honey we have a problem, you sucked the plug all the way in.”

Oh Boy, we read about this but I remained calm and said “give me a sec; I can get it out again.” I stood on my knees on the bed and beared down. I could feel it travel down toward my anus. I relaxed my sphincter muscle and continued to push. I felt it as it came out and Edward grabbed it. It was such a pleasurable feeling my pussy was soaking wet and made a bit of a wet spot on the bed. With that little panic moment out of the way it was back to play time. Probably another reason I won’t be doing a plug again.

Edward went back to stroking my pussy and clit and even tickled the anus a bit. I started flexing my hips in time with his hand. He could of fisted me in a heart beat right then and there. Next thing I know he is penetrating me with his penis. OH GLORY, a flush of wetness pours out again. He feels so good inside me. Did I mention he went to the back door. Yes I do love back door action. He was hard and felt so wonderful after my bottom had been warmed so pleasurably.

I moaned and begged for more. Just than he grabs my hair to keep me in my place, I scream yes. What can I say I like it rough. For those few moments I felt like we were glued together. Time stood still as the orgasmic waves came one right after another. I could feel my pussy dripping down my leg as it spasm with every orgasm. He too had his pleasure and then we snuggled. Oh the bliss of a full evening of fun.

Afterward I had to get a towel to help soak up the wet spot so nobody would be sleeping in it but that’s okay, I haven’t had a spot like that on the bed in years.

Not to dissuade anyone from our spicy little figging hobby, but it’s not neccessarily for everyone:

While grocery shopping recently Master stopped at the veggie department and inspected the root ginger. At first i was confused, wondering what He could want me to cook with ginger,
Chinese food maybe? Then i saw the grin on His face and remembered Him telling me a while ago that ginger could have a very interesting effect when used internally. i was very interested to experience how it felt and actually not too worried about it all.

For days it sat on a shelf in the kitchen and every time i saw it i wondered when He would use it and how it would feel. Finally the other day Master told me it was time to try out a few new things, i immediately thought of the ginger and a rubber whip He’d recently purchased at a club.

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Master told me to stand and attached cuffs to my wrists before holding them to the back of me and attaching them to the bar above my head, pressing me down until i was bent over and fastened securely. He then fastened a spreader bar to my ankles, holding my legs spread wide. Then Master left the room, after returning i did not feel His touch as i’d expected and peering between my legs i could see why. He was sitting at the end of the bed, peeling the ginger before cutting a wedge off of it. my arms and legs had already started to ache because of the position i was in but i could not seem to find a position that was more comfortable and it seemed to take forever until He was done.

As i felt Him slid the ginger inside my cunt i held my breath not knowing what to expect, at first i felt nothing then slowly a mild burning sensation spread through my cunt causing it to throb even more. Master asked how it felt and i told Him very good, He’d returned to the end of the bed and was again cutting a wedge off the ginger. At first i was worried knowing that He could only be doing that with the intention of using it on my arse. Anal play is not really something i’m into but i was reassured because i could see that it was not large and also because the sensation it was causing in my cunt was extremely pleasant.

How wrong i was. The instant He started to press it into me, a horrible burning took over causing me to cry out and struggle to get away from it. i fought totally to no avail, i could not move away from Him so i decided to try to relax and let the initial pain die down; but it didn’t. It became worse and worse and i became totally panic struck, never before have i actually fought to try to get lose of my restraints, i begged, i cried, trying between my sobbing to catch my breath for fear that i would actually vomit, the pain was so sickening. It felt as if He had cut me open with a knife and was pouring salt into the open wound.

At first Master tried to calm me but i was so totally panic struck and the pain so excruciating that it just wasn’t possible. i was struggling so much that i was making it impossible for Him to release me from the restraints that He was trying to remove, i vaguely remember begging Him over and over to let me go which He was actually trying to do until finally i was free and fled sobbing to the bathroom to remove the offensive thing that felt like it was tearing me up inside.

The pain was eased some when i’d removed it but not as i’d expected, it still felt as if i was burning inside and as if something huge was in me. When i returned to the living room and sat at Master’s feet i felt totally horrible. Ashamed of my panic, my struggling, of not having been able to just accept it. i felt i had let Him down, that i had not reacted as a good slave should, Master comforted me and reassured me that i was fantastic slave and though it was good to hear, it still does not really feel that way.

Here’s another fun way to get good value from a ginger fig:

Sunday morning Martin tied me to the bed with a long, silken rope - tied me tightly so my hands were above my head. He has a whole array of sex toys that he took out and laid out on a table beside the bed: dildoes that inflate, a tube thing that puts suction on your clit. Martin is a really kinky fuck, like I’ve said before. Seems he’s been storing up this stuff for years, trying to get his wife to “play” with him, but not meeting with much success. So far, though, there’s nothing that I’ve refused him. I like his style.

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He took the whip from between my pussy lips, turned me over, still bound, and flogged my ass and back with it. Then he stuck a piece of ginger into my ass to make it hot (it’s called “figging” - something the Victorians were big on) - it does that, but it also can sting, so you have to be careful.

He kept alternating the ginger with one of his glass dildoes ’til I couldn’t take it any more. I said, “Please fuck my pussy!” He slid his dick in my pussy and fucked me for a minute or two, but then he said, “This isn’t about what you want, this is about what I want!” He went on, “Either I put the ginger back in your ass or I fuck your ass with my dick.” “Ok! Not the ginger!” I pleaded. “You can fuck my ass.” “That’s my good girl,” he said, soothingly, as he shoved his dick into my ass.

I was on my belly on the bed. He stuck his inflatable dildo into my pussy again, made me close my legs to hold it in, and sat on top of my ass. He lubed up my asshole, and between my asscheeks that were now so close together. He slid his cock into my hot asshole, my ass cheeks providing extra friction against his dick as he slid it in and out of me. He fucked me that way for a long time. It was very intense.

Slave KK writes of the figging she recently enjoyed. Don’t you love it when bringing home the root is her idea?

well i guess you could say i brought this one on myself. last weekend i was at the store walking around looking and i came upon some ginger root. well Master and i had talked about figging one time when a reader ask if we ever done it. we did not even know what that was but with the internet we read all about it.

so being horny that day i thought i would go for it and bought two pieces to take to Master. when i showed him my purchase he smiled and said so you think you can take all that heat. he was talking about inside and out because i was to be cropped at the same time. i smiled and said i hope so.

so on Tuesday he told me to peel a piece of it and bring it to him as i was well over due for a good spanking anyway. i did as i was told and as i peeled it i was asking myself why would i want to do this to myself.

i brought over a nice peeled piece to Master and he worked on giving it a nice shape peeling it some more. then he put on my toy from Mistress the one that cuffs around my neck and goes down the back with two cuffs on it for my hands. then i was laid down on my belly my hands cuffed behind me. Master then pushed the ginger root inside of my bottom. once that was done he went to work swinging that crop at my naked ass cheeks.

at first the ginger did not feel so bad then it started. the heat and the pain in my ass and on my ass WOW how many different sensations for my little brain. i was not sure i was going to get though this without yelling out my safe word.

Master was really putting some zing on that crop and he made sure ginger did not slip out by pushing it back in deeper. he could tell i was having a hard time with the pain by the way hands were clinched so tight and my begging for mercy. i can not tell how many swats i got but my ass was cherry red on the outside and felt the same way on the inside.

Several figging afficianados have posted their positive experiences in this thread in the blogs at Bondage.com.

Says VelvetSub:

Yes, i have experienced figging and it is like getting high! I was asked to carve the “finger” of ginger into a plug before it was used on me. A little humiliation works wonders. Let me just say that it starts out warm, then a little warmer, then hot, then hotter and then OMG! I am sure, for the Dom, just to sit back and watch his sub moan and groan is worth the price of admission!! There is nothing like it and yes, it makes one very, very horny!

Says Hopeful_Empath:

Vaginally, or up the rectum. The sensations seem to subside once it’s removed. Certainly it’s not as harsh as more intense items: Icy Hot, hot sauce, hot peppers and et al.

One word:

Wonderful.

And from Lycanthrope216:

A few days ago I tried figging for the first time with my sub. She made some lovely noises and wiggled magnificently.

After the root was in her ass… I just had to fuck her with the ginger plug in. Just LOVELY.

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