Sex And Ginger
Here’s a fun figging fantasy (or, at least, it reads more like a fantasy than an after-action report) for you:
She comes into the room… I have her face away and duct tape her ankles together.. then just above her knees. I look at her cute pigtails and get instantly aroused.
I pull her shirt off her head, give her a kiss and clumsily unhook her bra with her help…. Then the arms get bound behind her back .. at the elbows and wrists… pushing out her firm breasts and nipples… I grab my stick and whach each breast, leaving a nice rectangular red square above each nipple. She holds the wood in her mouth as I finish binding her hands.
With a firm shove she lands ass-up on the edge of the bed. I pull her pants down revealing white cotton panties.. and a beautiful ass. I pull down the panties and realize she did not wear the butt plug to our meeting. Infuriated? Nope. I smile.
I reach over to the table and grab my 4 inch hunting knife and the ginger finger that I bought the night before and slice off a piece and crush it beneath her nose.. she emits a whimper knowing that I plan to make her pretty pink rosebud burn like a campfire.
I carve the finger into a plug shape with a nice base and shove it in.. yelps and whines… Ahhh music…
Now I am fully hard… My throbbing cock finds its home in her wet, quivering pussy while I hold the root firmly in it’s new home.. and vigrously fuck my little painlover…. sounds of pain and pleasure blend to a crecendo of orgasmic delight…. mmmm… Hunan subby.. smells like sex and ginger.
That is the most erotic description of figging I’ve ever read. I’m going shopping.