Spanking And Figging
Found a nice story combining spanking and figging. It’s called Robert’s Suprise and a little excerpt reads like this:
“It’s called ‘figging’, an old Victorian practice. Fresh ginger root,” he explained.
“Well, take it out!” I demanded.
“Excuse me?!!!”
“Um… please, sir, take it out. Please… it burns!” I pleaded, now wiggling like a worm on hot pavement over the ottoman, quickly learning that squeezing my bottom cheeks just made it worse.
“I think not, m’dear. In fact, it seems to be as effective as promised. I’m quite delighted!”
I clenched my teeth to prevent myself from telling him exactly what I thought of his new “delight” with a string of accompanying expletives. “Pleeease, sir, it REALLY burns!” is what I actually said. I was quite proud of my restraint.
“Now, for that caning…” he announced to my gratitude actually. Maybe it would take my mind off my flaming bumhole. “… to which six more strokes will be added for that disrespectful outburst.”
It didn’t. Six strokes with the cane that I barely felt, my concentration purely on that dastardly THING up my bum causing me such distress. Then six more strokes that I DID feel, only adding to my distress, my ass now ignited inside and out!
Via Figging.com.
