Figging: Anal Discipline

The Wanton Wife recently posted this account of her recent figging:

Methodically i put my cuffs on, turn on the music and kneel on the bed. He comes up behind me. On the bed, He places my pink vibrator and the bowl with the ginger in it.

As the music fills the room, He begins to spank my arse. Warming me up.

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Then He stops, leans forward and slides His tongue along the cleft between my cheeks and plunges His tongue in. The warmth of His tongue feels so good as He readies me to take the ginger root up my arse.

Next, He picks up the piece of ginger and i feel the cold droplets of water as they drip on my cheeks.

“I don’t know if it’s going to fit.” He teases.

You know, in retrospect i was rather ambitious on the size and the next time we try it, the ginger plug will be much smaller. Rough lesson learned!

He spreads my arse cheeks and slowly begins to insert the ginger root into my tight hole. The coldness causes me to gasp out loud. my arse expands painfully to accommodate the girth of the root. Little by little He works the root deeper, almost forcing it in.

“It feels so deep Sir,” i whimper slightly and He chuckles.

Finally at last, the ginger is embedded in me and He releases my cheeks. He caresses my bottom gently then swiftly spanks me.

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I feel a warmth spread through me. It’s similar the feel of the warmth of the sun shining on you during a temperate summer day, but the heat is localized, centralized deep in your core.

i close my eyes as pleasure floods through my body. The delicious heat creeps over me. Little tingles begin in my toes and leisurely travel up me.

There’s lots more, but I think you can see from these excerpts that figging has gained another fan.

Agnes Teesdale wrote an article for the SF Weekly called BDSM 101: Figging, or You’ll Never Look At Ginger The Same Way Again. In it she says in part:

[W]hen I first heard about figging, a now somewhat popular BDSM practice that involves ginger used as a buttplug…I became fascinated with what sort of sensations raw ginger exposed to such a sensitive area could create. Since I am a dominatrix, getting a willing partner was as easy as blogging about my new interest.

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I carved my ginger in my dungeon, smoothing out its edges and leaving a solid base so that it wouldn’t disappear up my slave’s ass. After dipping it in cool water, I inserted it and waited for the burn. It was delightful. Or at least, I found his noises delightful. Having never played with this toy before, I stuck to my Victorian erotic classic: I gave him a good spanking and that was that.