Piglet
Figging

I needed to go to the store to get a few thinks and Master Form suggested I get a ginger root. Eager for Master Form to be happy I grabbed one and got home with it. Master Form had made another demand for the day. I was to pee myself when I got home from the store. On my way home I asked him what the ginger root was for. In my brain I was thinking seasonings or Kim chi. Master replied that it was for a practice called figging. I didn’t know what this was or what to expect. I got home and immediately realized I wasn’t able to follow through on his first demand of the day. I filled a glass of warm water and drank that down. I then filled a second glass. I googled figging to find out what to expect. I found that figging is a practice used on horses. You break off a finger of the root, skin it, and the fresher you have the better it is then stuck it in your pets bum to create an intense burning sensation. ::Time for another glass of water:: As I drank this glass I skinned my root finger. ::water isn’t working, grabbing a beer:: Tired of not being able to do what Master Form had asked me to, and eager for my figging experience, I finally decided to just wait and force myself to go. Standing in the shower I wet myself and sent Master Form my photo proof. He was pleased, and told me to go in and fig myself. I laid down in bed and played to get myself moist and to relax my muscles in my bum a little bit. I slowly stuck the root in. Immediately there was no issue, but it only lasted a few seconds. I have read some blogs on it and haven’t found many girls that have had my experience. Most say they feel nothing but a tingling. I felt the most intense burn I have ever felt. I tried to relax but my body tensed up wanting the painful foreign object gone. My stomach clenched, my breath was hard, I did everything I could to keep my lower body unclenched, it didn’t work and when it clenched the pain was worse. After two minutes Master Form told me I could remove it for 3, only to try again for 5. Thankful for the break I removed the root and shifted. It still burned. I found if I crossed my legs it was worse. The three minutes passed too quickly and I started my 5. it hurt just as bad as the first time. I tried to think of other things to pass my time, it didn’t work, all my mind could focus on us the burn. At the end of the 5 minutes Master Form instructed me to clench as tight as I could before I removed it. I did as told and was more than grateful when I was told that was good. I removed the root and got dressed. I had taken my collar off at some point because I couldn’t breathe and realized later that I had forgotten to put it back on. I had also forgotten to play with myself when I had been told I was allowed to. I asked Master form what would happen if I wasn’t collared and he told me figging was my new punishment since my Master and Mistress are too far away to paddle me. I quickly lied and said good thing I was. Later the guilt of lying to one of my Masters laid heavy on my shoulders and I confessed my truth. 20 minutes of figging was my punishment and if I wanted to play with myself I was only allowed to do it while I was figging. I took a new finger off of the root and skinned it. I was scared to do it knowing that my release was only going to be my own pain in the butt literally, but knowing my own insatiable appetite for release I did it accepting my consequence. It was a bittersweet ending the release from a day of not being able to play and the pain as the muscles spasmed from it. At regular intervals the searing sensation crept through my body as my muscles grabbed hold of the root still in my bum. The pain made my mind insist on a second release so (shhh don’t tell Master Form or Mistress Aspy) I played again before the 20 minutes was up and felt the sweet pain sweep through my body again.