Figging

Content warning!
Figging is not my favorite activity but it has the same effect as a long hard spanking.  So far Dragon hasn't used Ginger as punishment.  Not sure that he will but he has used it to great effect for play and stress relief.

Ok.  You can find plenty of how tos on the internet.  Instead I'll write about my own experience with the wicked ginger root.

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Dragon kissed my forehead gently and asked, "Do you want to play?"

It wasn't a question.  It is his way of telling me that I will have a very busy evening.  I nodded my head to answer.  It is a formality.  My consent was a given.  Expected.  My clothes were removed ever so slowly.  One kiss at a time.

The floggers were used first.  Familiar and comfortable.  They sting!  I know the feel of every inch of every flogger we have.  The sting never takes me by surprise.    I felt something cold slip into my ass.  Not comfortable but not painful either.  I recognized this sensation too.  The smooth feeling of a glass dildo.  I could feel my body stretching to accept its curves.

How can I describe his touch?  How can I describe a scene?  Everything blurred together.  The room disappeared and reality faded.  My skin tingled with sensation.  His hands, leather, metal and glass.  A feather tickled the back of my knees.

Agony!

His hands left.  All sensation stopped and slowly I drifted back into reality.

Before I found the strength to open my eyes, the dildo was removed.  A new sensation replaced it.  Cool and not nearly as smooth.  I could smell the the sharp tang of ginger and knew!  Figging!

My body reacted instantly.  Even before the stinging began I started to resist.  "When did Dragon tie my hands to the headboard?  Oh crap!  My feet are tied too!"  I can't get away from it!

The sting hit!  Before the plug was fully inserted my backside felt like it was fire.  I wanted to remove that offensive plug.  My eyes watered.  I'm not sure if it was from the sting or the humiliation.  I fought hard for a few minutes, completely forgetting that I had safe words.  "Safe word?  What is that?  Who cares!  Get this F@$% thing out of me!"

The burn continued to intensify and I fought harder and harder.  Dragon sat near by and enjoyed the show.  His gentile hand on my back to reassure me.  His lips on my ear with words of love.  And I surrendered.  My body relaxed.  After a few more minutes he removed the plug and the ropes.

It is hard to describe the deep feeling of relaxation I get after a hard scene.  All worries are going.  It feels almost like floating.  Dragons hands rubbed lotion into the marks the flogger made on my back.  My hands wouldn't work and i couldn't figure out how to put my panties back on.  He came to the rescue and helped my dress for bed.  Clean panties and the t shirt he just took off.

Warm and safe in his arms.  

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I love to hate figging.   I hate the sting but love the results.  Sound familiar?  I hate spanking but love the results.  It is one of those things you either love or hate.  I do both!

Don't knock it until you try it.  You never know.