Figging In The Dungeon 19 comments


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It’s that time again for the Dungeon Crawl. Let’s get crawling!

What do you get when you take one set of cotton split bloomers, a camisole, a sturdy rattan cane or birch bundle, and a freshly peeled knob of ginger for figging?

Why Victorian role play of course.

Role playing Victorian can be a delightfully kinky scene that involves funishment of a few different kinds. I always use my canes, have my submissive wear the pretty frilly set of split bloomers and camisole, and use figging as part of the ‘punishment’. The bloomers can be bought on Ebay. They are slit from front to back and are essentially two piece that are held together by a ribbon. They can be spread wide for a number of different fun and games. I like to use anal sex as part of the funishment. In the scene I like the Victorian young lady has been caught touching herself by her governess who takes her job of keeping her charge pure very seriously. There is figging to start, followed by a good caning while the ginger root is still in, and then an anal punishment to show the young lady how men wish to take her. Of course she must remain a virgin in that time and era so anal sex works very well. All very yummy!

Peeled Ginger Root

For figging:

You need to peel a root of fresh ginger and leave it at room temperature. Do not peel it the day before, don’t freeze it either. Leave a good sized knob on one end. You don’t want it to disappear into the bottom.

Do not use lube. The lube will eliminate the sensation of the ginger. I personally use vaginal juices that I coat my fingers with and then coat the ginger plug.

I do not think ginger in the vagina is a good idea. I only inset it anally. That doesn’t mean I don’t ever rub the clit with the peeled ginger before putting it in.

You must wash your hands very well after touching the pealed ginger. It burns like hell in the eyes, nose, any mucous membrane including vaginal, and will be unpleasant if you touch any place internal with ginger on your hands.

Some people can only take about 10 minutes of having the pealed root in. There is a small lag of time before insertion and the full on sensation of burning.

It is said that the ginger can make some people very sensitive to any touch be it spanking or caning, rubbing and touching, kissing, also making the clit very sensitive. I have only come across one woman who has this reaction.

The excerpt is from my collection of BDSM F/f short erotic stories. This one is called Victorian Lessons. I love playing Victorian.

I move to the small table where my things are laid out, my own long skirt rustling. It will go soon, when it is time for you to pleasure me, but for now, I like the effect. It sets the mood I am seeking. Today is a time for pretend to add a bit of spice to our play.

I pick up the carved piece of ginger root and smile. Oh how this affects you. They call it figging and it has been used for years to discipline wayward girls. My girl has been wayward indeed, and so to aid in your punishment, your bottom will be filled with fire. The slow burn will help remind you of how proper girls should behave, and will make every inch of your skin more sensitive as well. The spice used in this manner has that strange effect on some people, and lucky for us both, you are one of them. It increases all the pain and pleasure I choose to give.

I return to stand behind you, and delve quickly into your quim, then pull the liquid up and spread it over your bottom hole, then repeat the process. I delve into your cunny once more, gathering your juices so I can spread them over your little hole, wetting you, slicking you up, then probing, sliding a finger deep inside you.

Not much prep is need for the size of the ginger root. Size is not what matters with figging. All I need is to make certain you are slippery, and now you are, but you’re also moaning like a whore from my attentions, so I give you a sharp slap on your cunny.

“Be still. You were not told to move.”

“Yes, Ma’am. I’m sorry Ma’am.

“Not yet you aren’t.”

You feel the knob of peeled ginger rubbing your clit and let out a cry, you had not bargained for that. The burn starts slowly but intensifies quickly once you feel it, making your need to squirm incredible.

“Just a little something to get that pussy primed.”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

The words are said between clenched teeth, your clit is throbbing, so needy, so huge, but it’s also burning. Before you can spend too much time thinking of the fire on your clit, I begin to push the carved ginger plug into your bottom. It slides in easy in no time at all, and once seated, I give it a nice hard pat, and then wiggle and twist it to rub the root around to get more of the juices from the spice to be released into the sensitive skin inside your bottom.

At first, just like with your clit, there isn’t much of an effect, but within two minutes you are tossing your head, trying desperately to cope with the inner burning.

“Ma’am… oh Ma’am… Oh”

“Something to say, Carissa?” You remain mute and shake your head no. “Bad girls must be punished inside and out, and now that the inside of your bottom is taken care of, it’s time to go to work on the outside.”

“Oh… Yes Ma’am.”

You shimmy about as much as you can, not able to help it. Yours eyes are watering as the ginger takes effect deep in your ass, but your nipples tighten as well. The starched cotton of the camisole now seems harsh against them. The skin of your bottom feels so very vulnerable. The skin is stretched taut, and ready to receive my wrath, and your quim, oh how is aches and burns, even as it needs.

I slap your bottom again and this time the effect is different. The ginger is making your skin hypersensitive. “I said be still. You are not to move a muscle.”

The words are hissed and I take you by the hair, yanking back hard, holding you, forcing your head up, making you whimper.

“You will take this like a good girl. You will not move or speak, and you will do everything I tell you. Young ladies who touch themselves must be punished for their evil deeds. I am the only one who pleasures that cunt of yours. The only time you are allowed to be a whore is when I desire it, but you forgot that fact, Carissa. You forgot, and now you must pay for your filthy display of self-pleasure. “

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About JolynnRaymond

Writer of historical paranormal romance, kinky historical romance, and BDSM Mistress and Sex Blogger. I hold the position of being one of Kinkly's Top 100 Sex Bloggers. Two of my books, Taken in Hand A Guide to Domestic Discipline and His Lordship's Wayward Wife, have been nominated as best BDSM Non Fiction and Best BDSM Historical books of the year. The awards ceremony will take place at the BDSM Writers Con in New York City this August.


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19 thoughts on “Figging In The Dungeon

  • Jezebellydancer

    I used to have a vintage camisole/bloomers onesie type thing. The bloomers buttoned all along the inner seams.

    And I believe that figging was used in prisons as punishments in the Victorian era. I read about it some time ago when I was doing some research on a Victorian erotica story I was working on.

  • authortrentevans

    So, I keep running out of superlatives for Jolynn’s posts. For some reason I’ve never used figging in my own stories — perhaps I need to remedy that.

    Anyway, as usual, this was educational and hot. Effing hot. HAWT.

    • Jolynn Raymond

      Thank you Trent. Think of me as your very own Thesaurus. Granted I make you think of them yourself but it’s along the same lines. Figging is fun, give it a try. I appreciate you stopping by as always.

  • LA Cloutier

    A figging excerpt done extremely well if I do say so myself.
    Things inside of me clenched up tight when she put the root against her clit. Oh that has got to really burn. Not something I’m sure I’d be able to take personally, but in this excerpt it was HOT in more ways than one.

    I wonder if she thinks twice the next time her naughty little fingers dip below her waist?

    Shelly…”#Don’t Eat the Stir Fry” — you crack me up woman. Guess what I’m going to be thinking the next time I’m eating stir fry?

    • Jolynn Raymond

      Thank you. It’s just a fast dab on the clit so it adds heat but no agony aside from getting more aroused. She’s think twice about it unless she’s into all things kinky like the rest of us. Also your comment to Shelly. Funny. I think you should have stir fry often.

  • shelly douglas

    I would love to hear Jerry Seinfeld do a bit on this. “Why do they call it figging? There are no figs involved. They should call it gingering … #Don’t Eat the Stir Fry:) Obviously, no practical experience on this … but I’ll bet it is an effective punishment and I’m sure there is a ton of history on it. Something else for me to Google. Always look forward to a HOT snippet here 🙂

    • Jolynn Raymond

      Oh my god Shelly, you had me nearly in tears. Too funny. The practice I believe dates back to the Egyptians. I could be wrong. It’s been awhile since I looked it up. Maybe their word for it was similar to figging. Whatever the history thank you for stopping by. You are always fun to read.

  • slave c

    why do i torture myself by reading your wonderfully fantasy making posts! [i blame Maren for redirecting me she should be spanked] i have been interesting in figging for a while but unfortunately i will never get to try it – but reading your post gives me plenty to dream about – glad you give out safety tips too!

    • Jolynn Raymond

      I of course appreciate you stopping by despite the torture. I’m glad I can feed your dreams. I’m not sure why this can never be a reality for you. I usually tell people to get our there in their community and meet like minded people who think figging is wonderful and should be part of the occasional punishment!