Figging: Anal Discipline

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.