Figging: Anal Discipline

From a mostly-negative “haven’t tried it don’t wanna” forum discussion of figging comes this one pleased description:

The primary effect of the ginger was that it pretty much overloaded my senses so the only physical contact I could even recognize was my ass (as a strange result, this caused me to go limp, even though mentally I was horny as hell). And then I started a sort of uncontrolled hyperventillation which gave me a sort of high. It’s pretty cool stuff.

And this one too:

i just tried figging the other night. It was one of my Valentine’s day surprises from my Dominant i enjoyed it, and the fact that i was chained up and gagged made it even more intense for me. There was a definite burning sensation, but after a couple of minutes it felt very pleasurable. This is certainly something i’d like to do again in the future.

Here’s just the beginning of a long and erotic figging fantasy by Zille Defeu:

My ankles and wrists are in the leather cuffs, which are clipped to the O-rings on the legs of the chair. I can squirm, but I can’t do anything else.

And I’m about to squirm. Because you have the ginger plug which you made me carve – how sadistic to make me create the instrument of my own torture!

You wet it with some cold water, and take a wet finger and tease my anus with it, making me involuntarily tighten up. You laugh and tell me that I can’t keep the ginger out – that since you want it up there, I have no choice in the matter.

When you first start to slide the ginger in, it’s just a cool, slightly wet penetration. I’m used to more lube, so as the wide end is slowly but inexorably pushed inside me, I moan with the feeling of being stretched. And perhaps it’s a moan of fear, as well, because I know it’s soon going to be burning me in my most sensitive place.

You’re talking to me, telling me that I have shown a distinct lack of discipline recently, and that you’re going to teach me some, right now. You tell me I will have this ginger in me for at least 20 minutes, maybe half an hour. At the moment, my biggest concern is how my hips will feel bent over this wooden stool for that long. But that will soon change.

So Kaya from Under His Hand has been answering a ton of questions, and somebody asked her if she’d tried figging. Her answer will be disappointing to the figging fans:

We have tried it a couple of times. It does nothing for me. There is no huge burn, no pain, no arousal, no nothing. I can feel it, it tingles a tad, but nothing to write home to mom about. I just stand there with an ugly root shoved up my ass and be bored..lol

A snippet from a scraped site, I haven’t had time to Google for more details:

The French song Les Radis by Georges Brassens tells of an adulterous woman being punished by the public insertion of a large radish into her rectum.

Every time I think I’ve heard everything in the nature of a ginger substitute, somebody surprises me:

This afternoon driving back home from a trip to Knott End near Fleetwood Master pulled over and collected a large bunch of very fresh looking nettles. I had to bend over in the van while a leaf was rubbed directly onto my ass hole and then had to sit down properly with it still in place…that really did hurt and sting.

Back at my place i was soon naked and on the bed laying on my tummy while Master tortured my poor lil body with stinging nettles. More leafs were rubbed into my ass and then Master opened my ass hole up wide with his fingers and no lube(ouch) and rubbed another leaf inside my hole till i was squirming with the pain.

Turned over onto my back,hands under my smarting ass and more leafs were rubbed all over my titties and onto my nipples till i was in tears with the stinging pain especially when Master twisted my nipples whilst still holding a leaf.

Next it was the turn of my clit…a nettle leaf was put between my cunt lips which were rubbed together and then one was placed over my sensitive clit and rubbed hard….ouch, major flipping ouch.

By this time my whole body felt as though it was on fire and then Master held my legs up high under his arm so that i couldnt move an inch and used his fingers to once more open my ass hole up and finger fuck me which felt deliciously painful and soooo very submissive.

Now, about six hours later my sensitive bits are very itchy and sore…my nipples are throbbing and so is my ass hole.

A tale about punishment sex and “soaping up the dick”, by Amber:

I got away with jerking off without his authorization once – and a naughty gal that I am, I had to try it again. So what happened?

First, I got a spanking.

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Next, we headed for the shower, which was our original plan. I had to brush my hair before getting in there, and as I studied my reflexion in the mirror, he prodded my ass with his entirely unlubricated, dry finger, which, you imagine, didn’t make it very far. He soaped it up and renewed the activity, and then soaped up his cock and plunged it inside as I bent over the sink. I could see both my pained and his ecstatic expression in the mirror, as he fucked me rough and raw with his soapy member.

It was uncomfortable – much like the way it used to be when we just started doing it – and even though I am quite comfortable with it after a generous application of lube, soap seemed to have gotten absorbed by the tissues or dried out, making it increasingly more uncomfortable with every thrust. I did try to breathe deeply and allow him to have me till the end, which he did.

We got into the shower, and after a few minutes I realized that my insiders WERE ON FIRE – at first I thought it was because of the roughness of the sex, but then I figured it was because of the soap, which is not designed for prolonged application to mucusy membranes. IT BURNED. It burned so much that I began to cry, got out of the shower, and placed myself over the toilet as I poured and poured water on myself in the attempts to alleviate the torture, all while crying the entire time. He got out of the shower too and squatted by my side, looking concerned. “It’s like having soap in your eyes,” I explained (only not quite SO bad). And it wasn’t a good kind, titillating, endorphine-friendly burn, like that produced by ginger. It was just a mean soapy burn, reminding me of Fight Club for some reason.

But after about 10 minutes I think it finally went away, and the shower activities resumed, where I was washed carefully (this time without soapy fingers in my ass) and rinsed thoroughly.

Anyhow, the bottom line is – he said that next time I masturbate without permission, he’s going to “soap up the dick.” Ouch! “I will be very good and I will not masturbate without permission,” I begged earnestly, terrified. Honestly, I couldn’t think of a punishment that I wouldn’t welcome, but the fear of this particular torture is sure to keep me on the straight and narrow. I promise!

From Sassy Girl via Bondage Blog:

So, as I was tied tightly, legs spread, taut and uncontrollably rocking back and forth on this torturous pole-device tied way up high between my legs, which was rubbing lightly and agonizingly against my swollen clit, with fire in my nipples, hulk-endorphins raging, my juices starting to drip down my leg, I watched as he carefully peeled the ginger root. He made me wait like this for several minutes, as he carved out a notch around the thicker end of it, as a base (so that it doesn’t get all stuck up inside the booty, because people, take my word for it, that would be a BAD BAD THING), and then he made sure that it was not too large or painful, so he whittled it down to a smaller thickness towards the top. A homemade butt-plug.

I think realistically this whole process with the ginger root took about 10 minutes, and that doesn’t sound like very long, but when you have a pole-thing between your legs rubbing and you’re on your tiptoes but need to get OFF your toes and the thing rubs even MORE when you lower yourself, it’s like this constant torture of your arms stretched tight so you’ve got no choice really but to raise up on your tiptoes, but then after a few minutes, your toes are hurting and so you lower yourself down to stand flat, and your arms are hurting, while your cunt is burning from the now heavier pressure and rubbing of this pole on your clit….back and forth, tiptoes and flat, up and down, tortured and agonizing—-believe me, 10 minutes of that, and you’re at the point of insanity…it felt like FOREVER…I was starting to scream in my head, “HURRY UP WITH THAT THING DAMMIT I’M GONNA LOSE IT…” but of course, all I could do was moan.

Then he slowly and carefully inserted the ginger root into my ass.

There’s another figging thread at Bondage.com, with some happy accounts of the old gingery in-out in-out:

I had a dom do this to me for the first time last Saturday. He had a piece of ginger root cut into sort of a butt plug. When he pushed it into me I didnt feel anything at first, just a tingling, but after a few minutes it felt like I had a blow torch up my ass. He was lalughing at my screams and my attempts to get out of my bondage. When he finally took it out it went away almost right away. I want to try it again.

And:

Figging is one of those rare activities for me that make me tremendously uncomfortable with the stinging, and yet, make me incredibly horny at the same time. Sir typically uses it around the clit, vaginal lips and just inside the canal. It’s a devious little plant, because at first, it’s cool and wet, and the heat doesnt build until after a few minutes… the dread and anticipation of it amuses Sir to no end.

And:

Ohhh, i hate to say this LOL – but i love figging!! i was made to carve a butt plug out of it and after being bound over a table well, you all know the rest! It gets hot but OMG, it is so much fun and makes you really, really horny!! It is great over the clit but i can’t have it inserted vaginally, it just burns and not in a good way but yes, try this, YOU WILL LOVE IT!

I’d call that a ringing endorsement.

Tom’s Cock Whore writes about her most recent figging experience, which she did not enjoy as much as she had in the past:

Initially when we first started and he tied me up, he had a ginger root that he lovingly shoved into my ass.

If you don’t know about ginger root it’s a commonly used spice that can be found in the grocery store. And the process actually has a name and it’s called figging. Ginger root is oddly shaped, with a brown peel, and found in the produce section, bought by the pound. Some time ago, he read about ginger root and how it was/is used to basically light the ass on fire. The spice itself is exposed when peeled and then transfers a wild heat to where ever it is you put it.

We have tried it before and actually really enjoyed the experience, and I believe the last time I was begging him to fuck me harder with it. This time however, things did not go as well. It was EXCEPTIONALLY hot, and my ass was tender to begin with following several days of bowel issues. I don’t think I was in the right frame of mind for such activities either. I ended up crying and telling him it hurt, and it really did, actually hurt quite badly. Not just from the root itself being shoved into my ass, but the spice from it was a lot hotter than the last time. At least from what I remember. And of course you can’t really use any lube because it takes away from the effect of the spice.

Ok, it’s not figging exactly, but if this picture from Pain Toy is any indication, they are on the trail of the right idea over there:

No need to soak the ginger:

Hummm, Monday. What a day! Spanky reminded me that I had mentioned ginger root, so we decided that this was the day.

I chose a ginger finger that had been kept at room temperature. After peeling it, we went right to “work”. I don’t think Spanky even rinsed it after it was peeled, but I am not sure—I was otherwise occupied! It was gently inserted into the appropriate opening, where it promptly brought on the familiar burning sensation. I think it is a little bit more intense than when used right from the fridge, but I can’t swear to that. I don’t think the difference is enough to be a significant factor though, and I think that whether at room temperature or from the fridge, it will still do the job. I am not sure why so many of the sites recommend soaking the root in cold water. I do know from our first try with ginger that long soaking definitely ruins the effect that the ginger would normally have. Since then, we have not let it soak more than a few minutes, and that seems to work fine. Not soaking the root at all also works fine, at least it does for us.

Spanky commenced with the spanking, stopping the action now and then to twist the ginger root around. Sometimes this heightens the effect, sometimes not. I am not sure I can pinpoint the circumstances which dictate what the results will be. I do think that if you can get as straight a finger as possible, it helps. It does feel rather funky when an especially bumpy or curved finger of ginger is rotated. Eventually Spanky removed the ginger and finished up the spanking, and we moved on to the other fun parts of our morning adventure! It was a morning of thorough spanking, awesome sex, a great “buzz” and when it all ended, we were both fully sated and very happy.

Another satisfied customer, from here:

Figging is what all the cool kids will be doing this year (hell, they’ve been doing it for donkey’s years). You get a decent-sized lump of root ginger, peel it, whittle it into the shape of a schlong and stick it nicely up yer bum. Within seconds you’re tingling inside and out, and horny as fuck.

Obviously I was intrigued by this, so popped into Somerfield on the way home and got some supplies. That was an hour and a half ago, since then I’ve worn the root down to a stump, come twelve times and caused water damage to the flat downstairs.