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Figging

I’ve mentioned before that I love anal sex and anal play. Clearly I have a spanking fetish, too. It doesn’t take long perusing my blog to figure these things out.

I’m a fairly experimental person and am willing to try new things that appeal to me or my partners within reason. Needle play? No thanks. Cutting? Hell no. But I’m open to trying other kinky acts that are closer to my interests. One of the things that falls into that category is figging. I’ve always been intrigued by the idea. Figging seemed like it might be a new and interesting sensation that provided both pain and pleasure. Most of my partners were very unwilling to try. They were afraid it was going to be too extreme based on things they’d read online.

Finally I found a partner who was willing to experiment with figging with me. The tl;dr of it all is that I was really disappointed by the experience. So was my partner.

We began with me peeling the ginger under his supervision. I accidentally broke off the end of the first attempt that was going to serve as the protective flange to keep the ginger from getting pulled into my ass, but luckily I had bought a big cluster of ginger that let me make a second ginger fig successfully.

Armed with the freshly peeled ginger, we headed to the bedroom where my partner bound my hands together to keep me from trying to remove the ginger. He also put a blindfold over my eyes to help increase the suspense for me. After a bit of spanking foreplay, my partner then inserted the ginger into my ass. He waited for the screaming and thrashing to start.

There was none.

The ginger did cause a burning sensation, and it slowly built up to something more powerful. After many minutes, I did eventually request for him to take it out because it was uncomfortable though not intolerable. The whole experience was just disappointing.

My partner was of the mindset that he wasn’t going to be doing anything to me that he hadn’t experienced himself, so he asked that I return the favor by inserting the ginger into his ass. We both knew that he had a much lower pain threshold than I do, so he was still concerned about what he was getting himself into. But as with my experience, my lover was disappointed. He also found the pain from the burning to be far less than he expected.

Both my lover and I have experienced some major health issues which included pain (not to mention my experiences of childbirth), and we agreed that those who think ginger is the worst pain in the universe must not have been through other intense pain. Maybe we got a bum piece of ginger (ba-dum-dum), but it was fresh and highly fragrant. We don’t think that was the issue. We think that figging is just not all that it is (butt-) cracked up to be.

After the experience, I removed “figging” from my Fetlife list of “curious about.” I was no longer curious. However, I didn’t move figging to my list of fetishes. It just didn’t do enough for me. If a future partner wants to try it again, I’d be happy to do so, but it’s not something I’ll go out of my way to do.

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