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So I told my husband that
I just couldn't.

I couldn't be dominant right now

I couldn't switch right now.

I just...couldn't.

I was so shut down -
Physically - my body wasn't reacting as it always has
Sexually, I was not...Just wasn't.

But his response was.
I'm here and
I'm ready.

So...slowly but surely

He's been helping me back.

It's one or two steps forward and
one step back.
But...
there's movement.

He's busy
I'm busy
Life's busy

But we're trying.

Yesterday I was most assuredly OFF.
I was cranky and a general pain in the ass.

Sir asked if I needed a spanking
and I said - YES.
But sadly, the kids were around
and it would make too much noise.
So...I said - we just couldn't right now.

So...he did something he hasn't done in ...
A LONG LONG TIME!

He put me over the side of the bed
and plugged me
with the large njoy plug!

IT WAS HUGE
but...it was effective!

I felt so much better -
so much more grounded
so much more at peace!

We're slowly making progress.

Morning Conversation

Sir was half asleep this morning
and I was wrapped around him,
snuggling close
my hand rubbing his cock.

He sleepily moans as I grab his balls
and scrunch them up slightly.

"mmmmmm, that feels good.
I may want some more attention 
sometime soon."



<silence>



"I think I want you to put in the small plug."
(he means…not in me)

"any time."

"You know, I love it when I have that 
in my ass
and your pussy on my mouth."




<silence>




"so….do you want it as in…
you telling me to do it…

or….


…as in a switch?"


"switch"

Figging Amazing!

So after we had consumed a pitcher of
sangria that I had made today I eeked up the courage to say

"will you use the ginger on me tonight?"
"Be quick, get it cut and shaped and bring it to me."

I almost ran downstairs...
now this is the part I struggle with.
Looking at a gangly ginger root and ...

Make a butt plug out of it?
Are you kidding me?

This ginger was particularly stringy
so that made it more difficult.

After whittling away away at it
Ya, looks NOTHING like a butt plug

So I took a different tack and carved an outline.
Much better.
I clearly work better off of a sketch.


Now the other tricky part is...
it of course has a natural shape.

So I hustle up stairs after smoothing and shaping.
I strip as soon as I get into the room
and lock the door.

He holds his hand out and I hand him the ginger.
He directs me to suck on his cock for a bit.

I do so and while he is looking something up on an electronic device.
I hear music starting to play (that's good, it'll mask noise.)
As soon as the music is set, he reaches over and starts to
pull and twist and roll my nipples,
eliciting moans and other lovely sounds.

He tells me to give him my ass.
I present my ass...head at his feet.

He takes the ginger tip and places it directly on my rosebud.
He pushes and I mentally focus on relaxing my ass.
If I tighten, it will make it harder and hurt and burn more.

The ginger pushes in fairly easily and the sensation is immediately there.
The sound emanating from my mouth is transformed...deep, guttural.

The burn is there, but it's not painful...just ahhhhhhh.
It's intense.
and getting more intense.

He's got it seated securely inside and my world closes.
My body is away with sensation...
not just my ass, but my whole body.

He begins to spank me
Don't clench, don't clench...relax, fiona.
I think to myself...followed quickly by the thought
how the FUCK does anyone NOT clench?

I purposely left the handle a bit longer and didn't shave it
So Sir would have a good handle and not get
ginger juice on his hand.

The ginger I carved....
not elegant, but definitely effective.

He spanks the handle sticking just beyond my ass.
So every time he hits it,
it thrusts the ginger further inside.

I feel goosebumps.
EVERYWHERE.

Every single nerve ending on my body is turned firing.

He begins to finger me...one finger I think.

It's so amazing, I even mention the goosebumps to Sir.
My toes are curling
My arms and legs are tingling.
I think I can feel every hair follicle on my body.

The burning is increasing.

All of a sudden, I'm overwhelmed.
Abruptly, I kneel up - I'm now kneeling beside him.

"I need to take it out."
"No" was his clear reply.

Ohmygod.  If I balk at something he rarely says No!

I start to pant.
My hands go to my face.

I just absorb the sensation...so many sensations!

He continues to finger...hard and fast now.
Two fingers I think.

"cum" I hear in a whisper...
though I think it's more that my hearing is going
and less that he actually whispered it.

The burning inside is so intense.  It's ... it's ...
My body explodes...
spasoming,  my insides convulsing.

I'm not a cum on command kinda girl...
but when achieve it and have been worked up...
they are insanely intense!

-  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -  -

He shows me his hand after and
there is a white creamy fluid running down his hand
and as he hadn't change, soaking the sleeve of his dress shirt.

"Get some more ginger sometime soon, fiona."
he says as I'm cleaning up.
"Yes, Sir!"
I eagerly reply...

I feel like I could run a marathon...I'm so energized!
Figging is So Fucking Phenomenal!

Ten Minutes

I had been having a day.

So much so, that I opened my notepad on my phone,
typed in a request and showed it to him.
I love that I can ask for what I need.
I love that he will try.
    "I need a plug, a spanking, nipple clamps and time, PLEASE."

So, later that day, he told me to put in my plug
and come down and help with the laundry.
"the big one, fiona," he whispered after his command.

Oh, he hasn't had me use that in so long.  

I put it in and did the laundry and other household tasks.
He would spank me periodically, when we found ourselves alone.
Bent over in the laundry room,
Holding onto the kitchen island,
Outside weeding.  Whenever we were alone.

Mid-afternoon, I asked if I could have an hour to go lay down.
He said sure, to go upstairs, take out the plug and rest.

After an hour, he came upstairs and sat on the edge of the bed.
We talked for a few minutes as he stroked my back.
He looked into my eyes and said that he could tell I was still off.
He told me to re-insert the plug and rest some more.

After about ten minutes he barges into the room.
He barks out, "ENOUGH."

He grabs my hair and pulls me off the bed.
He takes me into the closet and has me stand
in the back of the closet in front of the wire shelves.
He pulls my shirt up and stuffs it into my mouth.
He stands behind me with his body molded to mine.

He reaches around and caresses my breasts.
He plays with my nipples, flicking, squeezing, making them taught.
Then he lifts one nipple and clamps it
to the clip with a hook that he places over one of the shelves.
He repeats this process with my other nipple.

I am not attached to the shelves on my toes by my nipples.
He pushes my shirt up my back so it is staying up over my shoulders.
I can hear him rummaging with something, but then I know.
I hear the jingle.  He's removed a belt from the rack.

He hits, obviously having doubled the belt.
He hits, my BACK.  Oh, I moan and close my eyes, careful not to move.
It's a form of predicament bondage with my nipples hooked to the shelves.
He's never hit my back with anything but a flogger before.
He hits.  Oh, He hits.
He lashes my back from my shoulders to my ass.
He crosses both directions.

He's not hitting ferociously, but with enough.
It's intense.
It's erotic.
It's intoxicating.

When he stops, he places an iPod in front of me.
It has a timer on it and he hits "Start"
He kisses my temple and puts his mouth right next to my ear.
"Stay.  Like this.  When the timer goes off, take the plug out,
come down stairs, and have a great evening with me."

He turns off the light to the closet,
Shuts the door, leaving me in utter darkness.
I hear the bedroom door lock as he leaves our room.

I know my place.  I feel myself again.
I smile and breath
through the pain of ten minutes.