call me ginger

Last Wednesday, Ma'am decided it was time to explore a little further with figging. She'd purchased and aged enough ginger so that it would be a much different experience than my little taste a couple of weeks ago. It was a surprising experience from the beginning... I hadn't known that I would be in service until I came through the door and saw Ma'am holding my collar. As I knelt to receive it, I could see the clothing she wanted me to wear laid out on the bed next to a couple of pillows. Her choices were a little different from what she normally likes me to wear for her. The outfit included my highest heels and the rather obvious omission of panties.

I had no idea what Ma'am had in store for me as I changed and prepared myself for service. Ma'am was uncharacteristically quiet and gave me no clues as she indicated the position she wanted me to take and carefully folded my skirt onto my lower back. All I could guess was that my bottom was to be the focus of much of her attention...but it generally does so that wasn't much of a stretch. She'd instructed me to turn my head away from her but as the scent of fresh ginger filled the room something of her plan was revealed...

It was an experience of amazing and intense sensations made more intense by having to describe to Ma'am what it felt like as she played with her girl. My ginger filled bottom was caressed, spanked, flogged, rubbed and clenched together – each providing a different new element and/or intensity to the sensation. But when Ma'am began to play with the ginger plug itself...when she turned it, jiggled it, and finally when she fucked my ass with it....

OMG...the most EXQUISITE pleasure!

If you haven't tried ginger yet, run to the store now. You're really missing out – trust me.