This last weekend wasn't the first time that Mistress inserted something into my butt. However, it was one of the few times that it was ginger. My understanding is that this practice is called 'Figging'.
A few days ago I, Mistress Ivey posted a blog entry Not In Your Butt! although there is no mention to ginger, I feel the post relevant, entertaining and informational.
This post is my attempt to explain my latest experience with figging. The process is rather straightforward. Of all, the most important step is to chose a ginger root from the produce isle of the grocery store with some thought. Its size and shape will absolutely control the resulting experience. The size should be accommodating yet forceful. If the wearer has been submitted to a butt plug then choose the ginger that approximates the same size. Just as the butt plugs are formed to avoid complete insertion into the anus, so should the shape of the ginger.
Peel the ginger as you would a potato. Cut it to shape and its ready for insertion.
This past weekend, Mistress blindfolded and restrained me before preparing the ginger. I wasn't able to see what she had done but I think she heated the finger of ginger before returning to me. If this is the case, it was a great idea. Not only did it avoid the cold chill during insertion but it seemed to activate the chemical reaction much quicker.
Having ginger in your butt is an intense sensation. If you have used the product 'Icy Hot' then you should have a basic understanding of the feeling. However, inserted versus topical makes things really interesting. I find it impossible to relax and take it. Ginger causes my anus to contract and narrow. The added pressure on the ginger causes even more of the chemical to release. I will cycle through a series of brief relaxing moments followed by much longer periods of contraction. To me, this is one of the most humiliating D/s events I have endured and I'm quite sure Mistress finds it entertaining.
Let the ginger do its job. Insert it and watch it do what it does. If the ginger is slipping out, tape it in (duct tape works) or have the sub wear some tight panties or hose. You won't want to get involved so you can sit back and enjoy the event without distraction or interaction.
I don't know how long the sensation will last, as so far, my Mistress has had it removed while it was still potent. I would assume that over time the ginger will lose strength and feel much like a butt plug. My suggestion is to have a safe word and make the submissive stuggle until they use it or until it no longer entertains you to watch.
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Monday, February 27, 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Happy and a Pervert and You Know It
Mistress and I spent our Saturday doing things that needed to be done around the home. She helped on school projects and I started my yearly tree pruning task. I was left unlocked from the CB all day to avoid the painful or damaging side effects of being so active.
Later that evening, I was sent to the shower. Removing my robe from the closet to find a note from Mistress attached to baby blue, silk and lace lingerie.
This was a clear sign that the busy day was over and the D/s evening was about to begin.
I thoroughly shaved my overdue five o'clock shadow as well as my legs, crotch and underarms. After washing my hair, rinsing and turning off the water, I toweled dry and put on my night wear. Standing in front the mirror to brush my hair and teeth, my reflection showed how perverted I had become.
I got on my knees as I opened the door to the bedroom. Upon arriving to Mistress, she was preparing a set of restraint ropes and leather cuffs.
Mistress got quite upset and I felt even more worthless than I already had. 'Go get the inflatable gag from the D/s drawers next to the bed and do it NOW.' Kneeling before her, Mistress inserted the gag into my mouth and buckled it around the back of my head. She then inflated it until my facial expression showed fear and discomfort.
I crawled back into the bathroom, shaved until I was sure I was smooth and returned to Mistress.
Restrained spread eagle and blindfolded, Mistress used her crop as an inspection tool to touch exposed flesh and land blows. Smooth, soft skin became hot and painful as her whip contacted my body.
Laying down on the bed beside me, Mistress whispers into my ear.
'You are happy and a pervert and you know it.'
Later that evening, I was sent to the shower. Removing my robe from the closet to find a note from Mistress attached to baby blue, silk and lace lingerie.
'Shower and shave. You will be completely smooth and shaved. This is your sissy lingerie for tonight. Don't forget any of your rules, you have three. Shut Up, Obey Me And Do So On Your Knees.'
This was a clear sign that the busy day was over and the D/s evening was about to begin.
I thoroughly shaved my overdue five o'clock shadow as well as my legs, crotch and underarms. After washing my hair, rinsing and turning off the water, I toweled dry and put on my night wear. Standing in front the mirror to brush my hair and teeth, my reflection showed how perverted I had become.
I got on my knees as I opened the door to the bedroom. Upon arriving to Mistress, she was preparing a set of restraint ropes and leather cuffs.
'Come here you worthless pervert. Get my submissive sissy over here for inspection... WHAT IS THIS? I FEEL STUBBLE !!!!'
Mistress got quite upset and I felt even more worthless than I already had. 'Go get the inflatable gag from the D/s drawers next to the bed and do it NOW.' Kneeling before her, Mistress inserted the gag into my mouth and buckled it around the back of my head. She then inflated it until my facial expression showed fear and discomfort.
'You sissy perverted submissive slut. Look at you. I own you and since that worthless cock is twitching between your legs, you like it... Get back into that bathroom and shave again. Use one of the pink razors this time. If I find anymore stubble, I will violate another worthless hole of yours. You better get the job done right, you are running out of holes. Go now, you worthless cunt.'
I crawled back into the bathroom, shaved until I was sure I was smooth and returned to Mistress.
'Now my sissy, get on your back in the middle of my bed. I will inspect your results after you are properly restrained and tightly secure. I changed my mind regarding your punishment. I will whip you. Even if you are smooth enough for me, I will whip you. If I find any stubble, you will just be whipped harder. Its a simple solution for me and no matter what the results are, I get to enjoy whipping you. For my benefit, I hope you failed again, you worthless cunt.'
Restrained spread eagle and blindfolded, Mistress used her crop as an inspection tool to touch exposed flesh and land blows. Smooth, soft skin became hot and painful as her whip contacted my body.
'I love the pleasure of seeing the results of my work. I love the pink and red marks that this leaves on my submissive sissy.'
Laying down on the bed beside me, Mistress whispers into my ear.
'I want you to know what I am going to do tonight. You and I want these things because you are perverted and we desire for them to happen. I will insert a finger of ginger into your tight submissive fuck hole. It will burn and cause you discomfort as you are figged. You will be my sissy tonight, my perverted submissive slut of a sissy. I will remove this gag inflated into your mouth before putting earrings and lipstick on you. You will look and be even more femme then you are right now. I will strap on a dildo for you to suck. You will choke as I force it into your throat. It is good that you have been using it to practice on your gag reflex. Your progress will be tested thoroughly tonight as you become my cock sucking whore.'
'It will make me wet to watch you struggle, swallow and choke on my cock. This will continue until my candy is dripping for your worship between my legs. After I feel that the blow job is complete, I will sit on your face and use it for my pleasure. You will find it difficult to breath underneath and between my legs. You will only be allowed to breath when the cock between your legs twitches. When you need a breath, the cock will speak for you. Do a good job worshiping me and I will gush and spray into your mouth and onto your face. I know that you will because this is what you want, you perverted submissive cunt.'
'You will be let out of these restraints only to be locked up again in the CB. I hope you enjoyed your time unlocked today but that time is over. Now it is time to milk your prostrate and have the locked cock excrete the contents for you to consume. I love owning a submissive cum slut that swallows its own body fluids. Tonight it will be slimy, gooey liquid from your prostrate. Your future shows promise of much more.'
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Happy and Pink
It's been over a month since Mistress has started each day spanking me. She enjoys sending me off to work with a submissive mindset. Sometimes Mistress uses her bare hand, sometimes a paddle. Last month she used a wooden ladle from the kitchen but I haven't seen it since then. Most often, I am placed over her lap, otherwise I submit on my hands and knees with my nose to the floor.
This image posted here is the result of yesterday's session. With pantyhose pulled down around my thighs, she reddened my backside. Afterwards she inserted a tampon in me and told me to get dressed and go to work. I pulled the pantyhose back up, dressed, kissed her goodbye and left for my office.
Do you have a morning ritual event? Any rituals at all? Something you regularly look forward to?
This image posted here is the result of yesterday's session. With pantyhose pulled down around my thighs, she reddened my backside. Afterwards she inserted a tampon in me and told me to get dressed and go to work. I pulled the pantyhose back up, dressed, kissed her goodbye and left for my office.Do you have a morning ritual event? Any rituals at all? Something you regularly look forward to?
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Happy with Dinner Out
Mistress has been suggesting that she take Kim out for dinner sometime. Kim is my sissy name. Kim is my submissive slutty, dirty whore name. It's fun to be Kim.We both seem to enjoy ourselves when Mistress has her encounters with my feminine side.
She has taken Kim out in public before. Kim has pumped gas at the local Costco, twice a fast food drive through, as well as shopping in an adult toy store, at the mall and thrift store. But out to dinner is certainly closer to the public then ever before.
I wouldn't call myself passable as a cross-dresser but at a quick glance, I think I am considered female when I am Kim.
Thursday night it happened. I returned home later than normal as I had been out of town that day. She greeted me quite aggressively, told me to remove my clothes and proceeded to whip me into a sissy submissive within her control. After she used me with her strap-on, she sent me to the shower and told me that Kim should return instead of me.
I put on Kim's makeup then tucked and taped the cock between my legs. Got dressed in a new pair of black jeans and the black boots that Mistress gave me for Christmas. Put on a red blouse, white sweater, hoop earrings and a favorite wig. As requested, Kim returned to Mistress.
Mistress and Kim went out to dinner. I think we both enjoyed our time out together, I know I certainly did. We sat in a booth, ordered drinks and dinner. Mistress did the talking to the restaurant employees, especially since she had sent me to the Ladies room just before the waiter took our order.
We chatted, I whispered and the other customers didn't even seem to care about or notice me. By the end of the meal, I was over the fear of being 'caught'. Mistress pointed out that questioning my femininity would be as dangerous to someone as asking whether a woman is pregnant.
After dinner, we returned home and Mistress told me to get into something more comfortable. The late night that followed is a story within itself. I'd be happy to tell you more if you are interested.
She has taken Kim out in public before. Kim has pumped gas at the local Costco, twice a fast food drive through, as well as shopping in an adult toy store, at the mall and thrift store. But out to dinner is certainly closer to the public then ever before.
I wouldn't call myself passable as a cross-dresser but at a quick glance, I think I am considered female when I am Kim.
Thursday night it happened. I returned home later than normal as I had been out of town that day. She greeted me quite aggressively, told me to remove my clothes and proceeded to whip me into a sissy submissive within her control. After she used me with her strap-on, she sent me to the shower and told me that Kim should return instead of me.
I put on Kim's makeup then tucked and taped the cock between my legs. Got dressed in a new pair of black jeans and the black boots that Mistress gave me for Christmas. Put on a red blouse, white sweater, hoop earrings and a favorite wig. As requested, Kim returned to Mistress.
Mistress and Kim went out to dinner. I think we both enjoyed our time out together, I know I certainly did. We sat in a booth, ordered drinks and dinner. Mistress did the talking to the restaurant employees, especially since she had sent me to the Ladies room just before the waiter took our order.
We chatted, I whispered and the other customers didn't even seem to care about or notice me. By the end of the meal, I was over the fear of being 'caught'. Mistress pointed out that questioning my femininity would be as dangerous to someone as asking whether a woman is pregnant.
After dinner, we returned home and Mistress told me to get into something more comfortable. The late night that followed is a story within itself. I'd be happy to tell you more if you are interested.
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Happy 'Belated' New Year
Well, at least it's still January as I post this message to wish everyone a Happy New Year.
Mistress and I entered the year in full stride. The holidays have come and past along with the family encounters and events. Through multiple visits our D/s relationship continued to swell secretly hidden behind our vanilla presentation.
Tonight, Mistress is 'out with the girls' and left me with a list of tasks to perform until she returns. One of which is to post to my blog to include my self-portrait to show how I was sent off to work today.
As you can see, I was back into the CB today. I battled most of the day recovering my 'belongings' as they slipped and drifted out of minimal containment of the rather useless g-string panties.
I really have grown to dislike the CB. I find it rather uncomfortable, a burden to manage and conceal. Mistress, on the other hand, seems to enjoy this arrangement and likes how it appears and functions. It has been over a year since Mistress acquired this device and she repeatedly uses it to enforce her ownership of me. I need her to own me and therefore I wear it proudly and willingly, even though I sometimes whine about having to do so.
I have a lot to do around the house this evening to prepare for Mistress's return and therefore I must get busy performing my tasks. Besides posting this blog entry, I must clean up the front room, arrange the Christmas boxes, collate and staple paperwork before preparing myself for her arrival. When she enters the bedroom, I am to be tied to the beams across the ceiling with a dildo deep in my ass. All the while cross-dressed in full makeup, breasts forms and wig wearing my full length wedding gown and appropriate heels.
Like I said, I have a lot to do so I'd better get to it.
Mistress and I entered the year in full stride. The holidays have come and past along with the family encounters and events. Through multiple visits our D/s relationship continued to swell secretly hidden behind our vanilla presentation.
Tonight, Mistress is 'out with the girls' and left me with a list of tasks to perform until she returns. One of which is to post to my blog to include my self-portrait to show how I was sent off to work today.
As you can see, I was back into the CB today. I battled most of the day recovering my 'belongings' as they slipped and drifted out of minimal containment of the rather useless g-string panties.I really have grown to dislike the CB. I find it rather uncomfortable, a burden to manage and conceal. Mistress, on the other hand, seems to enjoy this arrangement and likes how it appears and functions. It has been over a year since Mistress acquired this device and she repeatedly uses it to enforce her ownership of me. I need her to own me and therefore I wear it proudly and willingly, even though I sometimes whine about having to do so.
I have a lot to do around the house this evening to prepare for Mistress's return and therefore I must get busy performing my tasks. Besides posting this blog entry, I must clean up the front room, arrange the Christmas boxes, collate and staple paperwork before preparing myself for her arrival. When she enters the bedroom, I am to be tied to the beams across the ceiling with a dildo deep in my ass. All the while cross-dressed in full makeup, breasts forms and wig wearing my full length wedding gown and appropriate heels.
Like I said, I have a lot to do so I'd better get to it.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Happy Thoughts
Perverted... A word not normally considered to describe traits of a hetero-sexual male. But what about the hetero-sexual submissive male thoughts? Oh how do the tables turn, spin even.
Mistress has asked me to describe why I am able to accept being perverted. Besides admitting to being perverted, I have also admitted to being a slut and a whore. Thankfully, these thoughts exist within the confines of her bedroom. Regardless, Mistress has 'advised' me to post this blog entry.
Perverted, the word, defined
Slut, the word, defined
Whore, the word, defined
Mistress sat me down for a discussion regarding my acceptance of being perverted, a slut, a whore and many other submissive, degrading phrases that I have been called in the past year. I do find these quite degrading even though I regularly and openly admit to them under the direction and control of my Mistress. Being torn between the thoughts of disgust and desire was bothering me until Mistress said she was OK with my desires. As a result, I am feeling much more comfortable with my thoughts. Her confidence on the subject has put me at ease.
I like the word 'Kinky'
Kinky, is a synonym of perverted so now I am back to the definition and judgement issue again. Being kinky 24 hours a day sounds fun to me whereas being perverted 24 hours a day does not.
I do have a favorite phrase for kinky... 'It is only kinky the first time'
I have always considered trying everything once and repeating the fun stuff as often as possible. Even before our FLR when I was vanilla and naive to the power of our D/s relationship. Last year, I certainly was never called a slut or a whore. Now I want and even need to be both.
My table has turned.
, Happy
Mistress has asked me to describe why I am able to accept being perverted. Besides admitting to being perverted, I have also admitted to being a slut and a whore. Thankfully, these thoughts exist within the confines of her bedroom. Regardless, Mistress has 'advised' me to post this blog entry.
Perverted, the word, defined
- adjective: (used of sexual behavior) showing or appealing to bizarre or deviant tastes
- adjective: marked by immorality; deviating from what is considered right or proper or good
Slut, the word, defined
- noun: a dirty untidy woman
- noun: a woman adulterer
Whore, the word, defined
- noun: a woman who engages in sexual intercourse for money
- verb: corrupt by lewd intercourse
- verb: have unlawful sex with a whore
Mistress sat me down for a discussion regarding my acceptance of being perverted, a slut, a whore and many other submissive, degrading phrases that I have been called in the past year. I do find these quite degrading even though I regularly and openly admit to them under the direction and control of my Mistress. Being torn between the thoughts of disgust and desire was bothering me until Mistress said she was OK with my desires. As a result, I am feeling much more comfortable with my thoughts. Her confidence on the subject has put me at ease.
I like the word 'Kinky'
Kinky, is a synonym of perverted so now I am back to the definition and judgement issue again. Being kinky 24 hours a day sounds fun to me whereas being perverted 24 hours a day does not.
I do have a favorite phrase for kinky... 'It is only kinky the first time'
I have always considered trying everything once and repeating the fun stuff as often as possible. Even before our FLR when I was vanilla and naive to the power of our D/s relationship. Last year, I certainly was never called a slut or a whore. Now I want and even need to be both.
My table has turned.
, Happy
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Happy Halloween
I have always enjoyed Halloween. I love taking the opportunity to be someone or something else without judgement or concern. Quite simply, Halloween is a time to dress up anyway you want, no matter which gender, in any costume you like. Halloween is big on my list of favorite occasions and this year also marked our first full year in our D/s relationship.
Mistress played with me on and off throughout the weekend and into Monday night. The highlight for me was Sunday evening around 6pm when she told me I had 20 minutes to shower and feminize. Rushing to do as instructed, I returned to our bedroom closet to find clothing that Mistress had gathered and prepared for me, a schoolgirl outfit. I was excited to find a short skirt, polo shirt, bra, breast forms and knee highs waiting for me. I got dressed, brushed out my favorite wig and put on a set of hoop earrings in my now pierced ears. If it were not for the gaff holding Mistress's cock tightly between my legs, the bulge would have easily shown beneath the pleated skirt.
If the thrill of returning to Mistress dressed so femme wasn't enough, she instantly told me to get my keys. We were going for a drive. Wow, was I ever excited. Within a few minutes, I was driving us out of our neighborhood to order and take delivery at a popular drive-through hamburger joint. Mistress seemed to really enjoy watching me interact with the restaurant employees. I enjoyed myself as well, even more so knowing that she controlled the entire event.
Then last night, Halloween, was almost as entertaining as Sunday. As we do every year, Mistress and I surprised each other with costumes. She was quite appropriately, a Greek goddess. I was an angel, complete with wings and a halo. Together, we sat through a few minutes of discovery and giggling before getting rather kinky in the privacy of our bedroom.
If you have been following my blog then you should know that this time of year is also an anniversary for us. We confirmed our FLR one short year ago... and what a year it has been. So many new and wonderful things have happened to us this past year and the forecast for the upcoming year looks to be just as enjoyable.
I have learned so much about both myself and my wife this past year. I now submit to her entirely and without reservation. Mistress intimidates me because she desires do do so. I need her to do it.
I know that I am a kinder person, less controlling and more forgiving. More than ever, I consider my impact on others, especially Mistress, as I interact with them. I am certainly not perfect yet but I am willing to accept any and all training... Let's go !!
Mistress played with me on and off throughout the weekend and into Monday night. The highlight for me was Sunday evening around 6pm when she told me I had 20 minutes to shower and feminize. Rushing to do as instructed, I returned to our bedroom closet to find clothing that Mistress had gathered and prepared for me, a schoolgirl outfit. I was excited to find a short skirt, polo shirt, bra, breast forms and knee highs waiting for me. I got dressed, brushed out my favorite wig and put on a set of hoop earrings in my now pierced ears. If it were not for the gaff holding Mistress's cock tightly between my legs, the bulge would have easily shown beneath the pleated skirt.
If the thrill of returning to Mistress dressed so femme wasn't enough, she instantly told me to get my keys. We were going for a drive. Wow, was I ever excited. Within a few minutes, I was driving us out of our neighborhood to order and take delivery at a popular drive-through hamburger joint. Mistress seemed to really enjoy watching me interact with the restaurant employees. I enjoyed myself as well, even more so knowing that she controlled the entire event.
Then last night, Halloween, was almost as entertaining as Sunday. As we do every year, Mistress and I surprised each other with costumes. She was quite appropriately, a Greek goddess. I was an angel, complete with wings and a halo. Together, we sat through a few minutes of discovery and giggling before getting rather kinky in the privacy of our bedroom.
If you have been following my blog then you should know that this time of year is also an anniversary for us. We confirmed our FLR one short year ago... and what a year it has been. So many new and wonderful things have happened to us this past year and the forecast for the upcoming year looks to be just as enjoyable.
I have learned so much about both myself and my wife this past year. I now submit to her entirely and without reservation. Mistress intimidates me because she desires do do so. I need her to do it.
I know that I am a kinder person, less controlling and more forgiving. More than ever, I consider my impact on others, especially Mistress, as I interact with them. I am certainly not perfect yet but I am willing to accept any and all training... Let's go !!
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