CFNM Anal Figging
(The challenge continues, as Merry looks for anything that will humiliate or embarrass Shilo)
“So,” said Merry, “Jill and Tina are coming over this evening, about 6. Plan on giving yourself a thorough enema, say around 4, then when you’re ready to get in the shower, call me to do a proper shaving of your bottom and the backs of your legs.”
“Umm, okay, got it.”
So, commencing at 4, I filled the two-quart rubber bag with warm water, knelt over the bathtub, inserted the nozzle into my rectum and opened the valve. The bag emptied and filled me up. I held it a few minutes while groaning, then got up and onto the toilet to release it.
I sat on the toilet long enough to make sure it was gone.
“Merry,” I called out the bathroom door, “I’m getting in the shower.”
“Okay, get your back wet, and soap up your backside.”
I did so.
She came in, and picked up a new razor blade.
I turned off the water and opened the shower curtain, and turned my back to her and bent over, hands on my knees and she shaved my butt and legs.
“That should do it. Finish your shower.”
I did and after toweling down, I called out, “What am I wearing for this.”
She came to the doorway and said, grinning, “Nothing but a smile and that chastity device. You’ll be naked and standing at attention when they arrive. Pull the table out to the middle of the room, and put the yoga pad on it. You’ll be kneeling FDAU on it, for quite a while. Meanwhile, I have some ginger root to carve.”
She walked away.
I went to prepare the table, and put the pad on it.
She set up a side table, and she brought out items, and put them on the table. I saw a box of latex gloves; a bottle of Astro-glide; several dildos and anal probes and plugs; a tube of IcyHot; a tube of capsaicin cream; the large bulb-syringe; the locking butt plug…
She looked at the clock. “It’s getting close to time, so start with, standing right there, at attention, until they arrive.”
I stood up straight and still.
Just after 6, a knock on the door sounded.
Merry went to it, opened it, and admitted two women to the living room.
“Thank you for asking me to give a demonstration on ‘Anal Pleasure and Pain for Males’,” said Merry.
“Thank you for giving it,” replied Tina, and Jill echoed it.
“My husband, Shilo, there, is ready to be our bottom for this evening.”
The women tittered slightly, and mumbled, “Lovely.”
“So, can I get you anything, or shall we begin?”
“Oh, we are ready!”
“Great. Let’s start with the one thing that most men should have done, but usually hate. The prostate exam. Shilo, step up to the table, and bend over it, arms folded under your chest, feet spread apart.”
I stepped up and assumed the position.
“Okay, ladies, let’s all put one of these gloves on our dominant hands. And if you’re feeling at all squeamish about ‘striking gold’, as it is called, I’ll mention that Shilo did a thorough interior cleaning before your arrival. So the gloves aren’t to keep you from touching what you might not want to touch, but to protect his sensitive anus and rectum from scratches from your fingernails. So, glove on, like so, dab a bit of lube onto the tip of your finger, I separate his cheeks with my left hand, and insert my finger like so … ”
I felt her finger enter my rectum and I took a deep breath.
“Finger inside two inches or so, bend it towards his belly button, and you can feel the slight bulge, and that’s his prostate gland. So…. “, and she took her finger out, “Who wants to try?”
I felt a different finger go into my anus, and wiggle around , then taken out, and then another different finger, and I just … continued breathing.
“So, just the thought of having that done will send many, most, men into a panic or they’ll turn bright red in embarrassment. Try telling your man, that you’re going to be doing it weekly. Heh. So, to continue … Shilo, up on the table.”
I climbed up on the table, and knelt, my knees spread as far as they could go on the table, my ass up, my face down.
“Let’s move on to figging, which means inserting ginger root into his ass. The ginger root should be peeled, and carved into the shape of a plug if you want it to stay inside him unaided, or in the shape of a dildo, if you want to have other fun. Why is using ginger called figging, instead of, oh, I don’t know, gingering? It comes from ‘to feague’, something to do with inserting ginger root in a horse’s ass, to teach him to keep his tail up. Anyway, once inserted, the ginger oils produce a burning sensation inside his rectum, and the recipient’s reactions are a delight to watch. I’ve already carved this one in the shape of a dildo. No need to lubricate. Here we go….”
I felt the root inserted, and I moaned, then felt the built of heat inside me, and I began gasping.
“This goes very well with a simultaneous spanking or caning or other impact play. The tendency of the recipient would be to clench the cheeks, which just increases the burning sensation. If you want to do that, then shape the root into a plug, so you don’t have to hold onto it. The reason I shaped it into a dildo is to do this…” and I felt the root sliding further in, then pulled out, slid in and pulled out, and I moaned much louder.
“Fucking his ass with the root…his reactions bring oodles of joy to my heart…. However good things do come to an end, and quite simply, once the ginger oils get absorbed the effects wear off, and it’s pointless to continue.”
She took the root out, and I sighed.
“But, don’t throw it away, immediately. If you shave off the outer layer, it’s as good as new, just a tad thinner… and see how clean it is? He did a good job on himself.”
“So, it’s not always convenient to run to the store for ginger root, but it’s not too hard to keep a tube of Icy Hot on hand. You can apply it directly with a gloved finger, and smear it on a favorite anal probe, like so, and slide it in and…”
I felt the probe enter my butt, and quickly felt the heat build up, and I moaned, and gasped.
“This is so much fun, pushing and pulling on the probe, twirling it around…”
“It just adds to the fun, if while you have the probe inside him, you smear some his taint and inner cheeks.”
I felt her doing just that, and I moaned loudly as the fire in my cheeks began.
“The capsaicin cream … you do NOT want to use inside him, or on these sensitive areas. I can’t emphasize that enough. Use a glove, for sure, and smear some like these on his cheeks, like so, and soon, you’ll have him feeling a fire, inside and outside.”
I wiggled, and moaned, “Oh, please …oh, Gahh…please…”
She pulled the probe out, and said, “Now this one I love. It’s called the Manicore Anal Plug, on extremerestraints, and it’s so much fun putting in him, and pulling out, and so on. Especially when using Icy Hot for lube.”
I felt the ball-shaped end of the plug nudge against my anus, then slid in, all the way in, as I gasped. Then she slowly slid it out and back in, out and back in, and I could only let out a long deep OOOOOOOOHHHHHHHH …
“Trust me, he is feeling that….heh.”
“Now, let’s do this.” I heard a glove snapping onto her hand, then she squeezed some lube onto her fingers.
Two fingers touched my anus, and slid in, then out, then in, then it was three fingers, then four … and with a little effort, she had her entire hand in my ass, almost to her wrist. She rotated it a little, left, then right; pulled it out slightly, expanding my sphincters, then pushed back in, and I groaned loudly. She pulled her hand out, as I gasped, and she said, “And that was fisting, as you probably surmised.”
“Now what else… oh, this. A bulb-syringe. This is great for quick clean-ups or a quick fill up. This is about as big as they get, about 10 ounces. I love to fill him with this, plug him, and wait. So, I’ll go fill this…”
She went to the kitchen …and returned.
I was still moaning from the capsaicin burn on my buttocks. I felt the nozzle nudge against my anus, then the whole tube pushed into my rectum, and I felt the water rush into my rectum, as she squeezed the bulb to empty. She pulled it out, and slid a large plug into my butt.
“He’ll be begging to go, in just a bit. In the meantime, are you ready for coffee or tea or something?’
They were ready, and I heard them walk into the kitchen. I moaned from the fire on my buttocks, and I groaned from the cramps beginning inside.
After I don’t know how long, they returned, and Merry said, “Shilo, up and off the table.”
I climbed off, gasping.
“I’ll give you five minutes to go to the toilet, remove the plug, evacuate, and get back here. Go!”
I hurried off to the toilet, and did what I urgently needed to do.
I heard her yell, “Four minutes and thirty seconds…”
Which meant it was time for me to wipe my crack clean and dry, flush and get back.
I returned to the living room, as she said, “Four minutes, fifty nine seconds…. Good. Now then, one last thing. Just, bend over the table, like for an exam.”
I went to the table and bent over the edge, with my feet spread, arms folded under my chest.
“This neat item,” she said, “Is a locking butt plug. Looks like a metal plug, with an odd handle. The handle is a plunger, and when I push in, the head spreads open in three parts, like a blossoming flower. It’s highly recommended to put a condom over the head first, so….. there. Now a bit of lube…. And here it goes.”
I felt the head nudge against my anus, then felt it pushed into my rectum, and I grunted.
“Now, it’s all the way in, and I push the plunger…”
I moaned as I felt the petals spreading open inside my rectum.
“And I place this lock through the hole in the post of the plunger and set it, and voila! It is NOT coming out, until I am ready to unlock it. Stand up, Shilo, and turn around.”
I did so, with my mouth open, gasping, a pained look on my face.
“There now, is that so bad?” asked Merry, with the hint of a grin.
I managed to choke out the words, “It is my pleasure to accept anything you require of me, Mistress Merry.”
“Of course it is,” she said. “So, ladies, the one glaring omission in this demonstration is the use of a strap-on, only because I’m willing to bet that you already have knowledge in that practice.
But if you don’t, I’m more than willing to fetch mine…”
“No, you’re right, we have plenty of experience with strap-ons.”
“Well, then, I’m … done. Any … comments?”
“Well, I’ve heard of figging, but did not know much about it, so this was a great demo.”
“I’ve never considered the use of Icy Hot on a dildo for anal insertions, so that’s a great idea.”
“And using capsaicin in that way… I never knew.”
“And that Manticore Plug? I gotta get me one of those!”
“Well, I want the locking butt plug for George. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve plugged him and caught him not having it in.”
“Well, okay, I’m glad you liked it.”
“Oh yes.” “Hell yes.” “Well, we should be going. Thanks for a great show!”
“Oh, you’re welcome,” said Merry, escorting them to the door, and then closing the door, as they left.
“SO,” she said, turning to me, “How did THAT rate for H&E?”
“Well … once my back was turned, I didn’t even know anybody else was here. This could have been done in an auditorium in front of hundreds of people. I was just oblivious to any onlookers. It was exciting, painful, stimulating, but a zero for H&E.”
“Crap…” said Merry, thoughtfully.
“So, um, this thing inside me kinda hurts, and my buttocks are still burning from the cap-cream, so, unless this is meant to be some kinda continued discipline…”
She looked at me, and shook her head, no.
“Bend over the table.”
I did, and she put the key in the lock on the post sticking out between my cheeks, and opened it, and pulled back on the plunger that closed the petals, and pulled the head of the plug out of my rectum, as I gasped in relief.
“Now, go into the kitchen and rub some vegetable oil into your buttocks.”
I hurried into the kitchen to do just that.