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Monday, May 27, 2013
Saturday, May 25, 2013
Be careful what you wish for - Figging; a real account
A couple of years ago, I wrote a picture based story about figging. Well actually the pictures were from the internet and I came up with the story. (For anyone who doesn't know, figging is placing a peeled ginger root as a butt plug, which causes burning sensation)
To my delight, Master was intrigued by my little story and decided to try it out. I was estatic as I usually am when an old fantacy is about to come true....
My first experience wasn't very satisfying. The ginger root kept slipping out and it didn't deliver any of the burning sensation that was promised, only a little which wasn't enough. I think he felt it because we didn't attempt it again for sometime.
For an unknown reason we started ginger play again... aparently in our first time he used lubricant and that's what damped the effects. A couple of times later and the technique was perfected! And last week I had 2 ordeals of pure agony!
I even whimped out on one of them, 1 minute after the ginger was inserted I couldn't take it and the ginger plug was removed. Which was a huge emotional conflict for me. I was glad the ginger was out, the burning was too much for me to take, but at the same time I had this feeling that I lost a challenge. I'm not a whimp and I hate acting like one. Its complicated really... while its happening I know it was right to say I really couldn't take it, but after it was out and I was back to normal I felt guilty. My mind kept telling me yes you could take it, you needed to wait a little and try to adjust, why you whimped out so soon.
So part guilt driven, part bravado, and part because I had no choice really, another ginger session started with no objections from me. (By no objections I mean little objections). And I took it!!!! Yay me!! I was standing there in my pink high heels and sexy silk purple dress, bending over while the ginger went in, and walking gracefully all the way from the bathroom to the living room. Nevermind that grace was partially abandoned afterwards cuz this damn thing hurts like hell when you walk. The burning increased slowly with time... somehow sitting leaning on one side over pillows seamed to help.. concentrating on opening the wine bottle and pouring two glasses of wine did NOT help.. overall I think he was amused by my overall reactions as he had this nice smile on his face. The most important thing I took it till the end, till I was told to take it out. I was even patient to pose for a picture, that aparently needed FOREVER to take. It looked like this picture from my old story
To my delight, Master was intrigued by my little story and decided to try it out. I was estatic as I usually am when an old fantacy is about to come true....
My first experience wasn't very satisfying. The ginger root kept slipping out and it didn't deliver any of the burning sensation that was promised, only a little which wasn't enough. I think he felt it because we didn't attempt it again for sometime.
For an unknown reason we started ginger play again... aparently in our first time he used lubricant and that's what damped the effects. A couple of times later and the technique was perfected! And last week I had 2 ordeals of pure agony!
I even whimped out on one of them, 1 minute after the ginger was inserted I couldn't take it and the ginger plug was removed. Which was a huge emotional conflict for me. I was glad the ginger was out, the burning was too much for me to take, but at the same time I had this feeling that I lost a challenge. I'm not a whimp and I hate acting like one. Its complicated really... while its happening I know it was right to say I really couldn't take it, but after it was out and I was back to normal I felt guilty. My mind kept telling me yes you could take it, you needed to wait a little and try to adjust, why you whimped out so soon.
So part guilt driven, part bravado, and part because I had no choice really, another ginger session started with no objections from me. (By no objections I mean little objections). And I took it!!!! Yay me!! I was standing there in my pink high heels and sexy silk purple dress, bending over while the ginger went in, and walking gracefully all the way from the bathroom to the living room. Nevermind that grace was partially abandoned afterwards cuz this damn thing hurts like hell when you walk. The burning increased slowly with time... somehow sitting leaning on one side over pillows seamed to help.. concentrating on opening the wine bottle and pouring two glasses of wine did NOT help.. overall I think he was amused by my overall reactions as he had this nice smile on his face. The most important thing I took it till the end, till I was told to take it out. I was even patient to pose for a picture, that aparently needed FOREVER to take. It looked like this picture from my old story
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