I welcome comments from other Piggies or potential Piggies and our MasterDaddys who with the sting of their whip keep us on all fours as we crawl more quickly with the bit in our mouth attached to the leach around his wrist in a circle of humiliated pleasure. I await the sound of my MasterDaddy's command and even more the whack of his hand on my ass-pussy.
Master Daddy - 2
After my initial session with MasterDaddy, I stayed home most all the time hoping that he would call. At first I did not want to admit that I wanted and needed him to abuse me some more but rationalized that perhaps he could be a casual friend and fuck buddy. It did not take long for me to realize that would never happen nor did I want it to happen. I didn't want friendship I wanted the sting of his slap on my ass and the force of his cock being driven into my pussy. I could not seem to keep my hands off myself. All I could do was think about and fantasize about what he would do to me as I played with my cock and fingered my pussy that now belonged to him. The only release I seemed to get was buying larger and larger dildos that I would fasten onto the tiles in the bathroom as I bent over and pushed my hole against these big mother fucking dildos crying out for my Master, my Daddy. I was fucking myself so much and my hole was so stretched that I hardly needed any lubricant even on the largest of dildos. Besides I wanted to feel pain while I was being fucked because it only helped me to remember his onslaught on my ass when he did fuck me and tore my ass ring causing it to bleed which he then used as the lubricant of my fuck.
He called one Friday afternoon and without any preliminaries told me to get my cunt to his place and not to bring any clothes, I would not need them. Just those words and I had a raging hard on and my hands were shaking with excitement.
When he answered the front door he wore nothing and I said to him before I could think, "Jesus, all your neighbors can see you letting me in when you are stark fucking naked." I knew he was pissed the way he looked at me after I said that. As I walked in he smacked me with the full force of his hand. It was much more than a slap it was really a blow with a half fist. I almost fell backwards but was able to catch my balance. He said, "Listen bitch you are my fucking property and you say and do only what I tell you. Do you fucking understand that you piece of shit." I knew that I had to say something that emphasized I not only understood but acknowledged his power over me. I said, "Yes, Master, I'm sorry, please forgive me, I will obey you. I am a stupid cunt bitch and need you to discipline me." My submissive remarks to his authority and the degrading feminine thing I just said about myself brought me to the edge of cumming it got me so hot. I think if I had just brushed my cock through the outside of my pants I would have creamed. I am a fucking slut so when I show my willingness, no passion, to be degraded in my love of cock it only builds that sexual lust inside me.
He told me to strip and when I did, he looked down at my swollen cock as it raised and lowered pulsing with the blood of my sexual excitement. He started to laugh mockingly at me and went into the kitchen. I was not sure what to do, whether to follow him or just wait. I thought no he did not tell me to do anything so I stayed where I was. When he came back into the room he was carrying a medium sized stick that he set down on a table. "Good bitch, good fucking doggie. But what is a fucking dog doing on two legs, get down on all fours if you want me to be your doggie master," he said. I immediately dropped to my hands and knees on the floor and he patted my ass. "Whimper with pleasure doggie if you like my petting you," he said. I began to whimper and he told me to do it louder which I did. "Now smell my ass," he told me "as any unmannered stray would do." I got my nose near his ass and began to sniff when he grabbed the back of my head and shoved my nose into his shit hole and started to slide his hole up and down my face. "Now I have scent marked you as mine," he said. My face reeked of his shit, I was disgusting and I liked it.
"Let's see if you know a few tricks. Stand on your back legs and bark," he said. I did as I was told and he grabbed the stick and smacked my cock hard. "Bad doggie," he said "No barking," and struck my cock again. It was the beginning of my experience in the pain cum I would eventually have. He grabbed my balls and squeezed them with a barrage of swats to my cock. I had never experienced anything like this before. The blows were definitely painful but just as that white lightening of pain enveloped my mind, I could also feel the flood of sexual heat through my cock and balls. My mind was fucking reeling, here I was begging like a dog and allowing someone to batter the most sensitive and prized piece of my body. "On your back," he told me "and spread those fucking legs wide." I did as I was told. He reached on the table a grabbed a cock ring. I had never had one on and I only knew of them through pictures on the net. He fastened the first set of straps under my balls and snapped it closed at the top of my pubic hair just above my cock. It was tight in that way that makes you a little light headed when your balls are being squeezed but my more immediate sharper pain was the pull on my cock bush from the hair caught in the snap. I reached down to pull the hairs free and he struck my hand with the wooden stick and said: "Did I tell you to do anything asshole?" There were two more straps, each to separate my balls and make them stand out from my body. I was still on my back with my legs spread when he began to use the stick again. This time the pain was much more severe because my cock was purple red it was so bloated with blood from the constraint of the cock ring and my balls were stretched and separated to allow him full access. Yet again my pain turned to a sort of sexual frenzy as I found myself pushing my sex out to him for his blows as I moaned and begged for more. He said, "Good my big fucking doggie you are a pain slut in addition to being a cum slut." I begged him to let me cum but he led me over to a corner and said: "Stay."
When he returned he had a six pack of beer under each arm and carried a bowl. He set the bowl in front of me and poured in beer telling me to lap it up. I knelt on all fours lapping not terribly successfully at the beer when he told me to sit up and beg again. He would make me beg pour beer in my mouth and tell me to swallow it. I was never allowed to touch the can since as he said, "Everyone knows that fucking mutts can't hold a beer can." He and I finished the two six packs of beer, me swallowing when told and him tilting can after can of beer pouring it down his throat. I had to piss something fucking awful and crawled towards the bathroom when I heard him say, "Just where in the fuck do you think that you are going fuck face. Does my big fucking doggie need to piss?" He turned and pointed with his finger to the back door. I crawled over to it, looked out the screen and realized that the back yard was clearly visible to the homes of neighbors. I would be clearly visible naked and pissing like a dog in the back yard. I stayed on all fours waiting for my Master to open the door. We went out and I quickly crawled over to a tree to at least partially shield myself. I knew my Master would not approve so I tried to conceal it by lifting my leg to the tree to piss but before I was able to release a drop he kicked me in the side and said, "Bitches don't lift their leg they squat. Here!" He was indicating a spot in the yard where I would be visible from all sides. He was very calm when he was doing this, stark fucking naked in his own back yard and indifferent to what his neighbors thought. I some how managed to get my feet behind me which allowed me to squat but still remain on all fours. When I finally did released my piss my need was so great that I ended up pissing all over my chest and near the end on my feet as well. He smirked and said, "I was completely wrong I don't have a doggie I have a dirty fucking piggie that needs to be cleaned up." Before we had gone into the back yard he had gone back to the kitchen and brought more beer to take with us outside.
He stood over me straddling my body and grabbed his cock. The first spurt of his piss hit me directly in the face. I laid on the ground blinking trying to clear the piss from my eyes. He opened a can of beer and poured the beer down his throat followed by a second and third. He let out a large belch and said, "Boy do I have to take a piss." At which time his piss began splashing on my body. He would stop the flow of piss for a few seconds like he was reloading his gun before hosing me down with more piss. For some reason just before he was done pissing he aimed his cock and pissed on his own feet. He said, "Get the fuck inside piggie." Once we were inside he sat in an easy chair with the remaining cans of beer on the table next to him. He snapped his fingers and pointed to his feet and said, "Be a good fucking piggie and lick the piss from my feet." I did not move. He stared at me hard with a really scary look and shouted, "Now." I found myself not only licking his feet but sucking his toes. As I licked his feet he continued to sip beer and at one point told me, "That's enough my feet are clean and for being such a good piggie I am going to give you a reward." "Are you thirsty," he asked me and I barked in the affirmative. He grabbed his thick long cock and began to shake it saying, "Here piggie, here piggie." I lifted my head and took his cock in my mouth. He put his hand to the back of my head pulling me forward and released his piss in my mouth, down my throat. I was determined to show my Master that I was a good piggie. I did not spill a drop.
The realization that I had just pissed outside like a dog, been pissed on by a man that I had repeatedly called my Master, licked his piss covered feet and even drank the piss from the spigot of his cock had my mind reeling. My mind felt like it was almost in a dream but a real fucking nasty ungodly sex dream and I felt drunk from its power. I can say now after having experienced the life of a submissive, the best cums are not just the sensation of the body but the true fuck of the mind. Little did I realize the extent I would go each time to achieve that mind fuck because the mind always wants new, more extreme degradation and humiliation to reach that uncontrolled raw passion I had previously hid.
I did not know what to expect next. He went into the bathroom and came back with a pair of scissors and some hair clippers. He said, "Come kneel before me. I like my piggie bitches nice and smooth and free from hair." I did not move, I had a hard time even understanding what he meant. Jesus H. Christ he wanted to sheer the fucking hair off my head. I was stunned and continued to just stare at me. He walked over to me and grabbed me by the hair and started pulling me over to where he had the scissors and clippers, and told me, "You better move your fucking cunt and immediately do as I say or I will toss your naked ass out the front door." "Well, what do you have to say piggie, you fucking asshole," he added. I said nothing. He pulled my hair and took the first cut with the scissors. I was kneeling next to him and he let me hold on to his legs and lean against him as he continued to cut out chunks of my hair. I felt like a child and began to grip him harder and harder because I felt so lost but then he took hold of his cock and put it next to my mouth. Like a child I seemed to get strength from him by nursing on his cock as he placed one hand behind my head forcing his cock ever deeper down my throat. My former life seemed to fall around me like the hair being discarded from my head. When he finished I had at most a quarter inch of hair on my head but was content as he let me hold on to him and draw his manhood deep in my throat.
He said, "I need to do a few more things to get you ready before the guys get here but I need a fuck first. Do you want me to sink my dick in your pussy, piggie. Tell me how much you want it."
I told him how I have been thinking about him, hoping he would call and fantasizing about what he might do to me and said that my most recurring fantasy was that he would brutally rape me over and over again. I explained about my obsession with his cock in my cunt and how I bought larger and larger dildos to fuck myself with as I cried out for him. I told him he owned my cunt.
He said, "Yes, yes you want my dick okay but what have you learned about yourself?"
I said, "Exactly that! I have a cunt, I am a girlie bitch and have always tried to hide it playing the big butch man. Before only fucking someone else, never getting fucked and the same with sucking. I don't want to lead, I want someone to tell me what to do who will fuck my pussy whenever he wants. I need to be trained and taught but most of all I need discipline, extreme discipline."
He said, "Now I want that fuck. I will give you my cock now but that doesn't mean that I've accepted ownership of you. I want time to work your fucking ass to see if you are worth the trouble." He had me kneel before him on a low table so that my ass would align with his cock as he hobbled both my hands and legs. He used wooden boards with holes cut into them but the edges were rough and cut into my flesh. The ones he used on my back thighs spread me wide so that my cunt hole was visible and open to him. He reached underneath me and pinched each of my nipples hard as he slid his cock around my spread open cunt. Jesus that felt good. Every time he twisted by titties I could feel it both in my cock and deep in my hole. I tried to back up to impale myself on his dick but he pulled back and slapped my ass hard and said, 'Listen scum bucket I fuck you don't try to fuck yourself using my cock." He leaned forward on my back and slipped his hand under my neck pulling me to him by the crook of his elbow, making a vice like grip on me. I could feel his cock at the opening of my hole as he thrust his cock inside and began to pump my ass. He had not used any lubricant and in spite of the degree I had stretched my hole, a dry fuck is never easy but I did not complain because I felt complete again with his dick up my ass. He started slamming his cock in me and I found myself pushing back to meet his thrust and milking his cock with my ass. My nipples were on fire the way he kept twisting them while my balls ached with passion and my cock throbbed with pleasure. After laying into me for quite a while he said, "I want you to cum now my big fucking piggie. Feel my cock going deeper and deeper into your pussy, I will fuck the cum out of your cock." I could actually feel the cum he was squirting in my ass. He screamed, "Now Bitch," as he squeezed my titties and plunged his cock over and over again in my ass. When I started to cum I was shaking uncontrollably and I'm sure that it was at least partially due to the fact that I was cumming for the first time without even the slightest touch of my cock. The cum seemed to be torn from my balls as he fucked it out of my cock. Rope after rope of cum spewed from my cock. It was a long searing intense cum that was stronger and more intense than when I had cum using coke or poppers. He pulled his cock from my smelly ass, walked to my face and told me to lick his cock clean of my ass slime. Normally after cumming I loose all passion and just want to leave whatever sexual situation I got myself into. This time I sure as fuck did not want to leave, I wanted to wallow in the disgusting degrading things I was doing. I gladly licked my shit from his cock.
Then my master said he was going to dress his girlie girl for the fuck party he was throwing for his friends. He fastened a collar around my neck with studs and an iron loop at the buckle, tied a rope around my balls and cock with a weight attached that hung to my knees, smeared lipstick over my lips and most of my mouth that made me look like a cheap street whore and, finally, tied around my waist a sort of tutu made from that stiff material that girls once wore to the prom. He said to me: "You're a real fucking sight Pig Girl but you need one final touch and shoved a dildo up my ass with a horse hair tail sticking out the back. I caught sight of myself in the mirror. I really did look like a beat up old slut with no hair but nicks and cuts on my head dressed in this bazaar tutu with a tail hanging out of my ass but then I knew this was what I wanted. My cock was stiff, I was breathing heavy from acting like the sex pig or dog I was. I stayed on all fours at the door waiting to greet my Master's guests.
As I remained waiting four men walked in the front door, ignored me entirely and called to my Master that they were there and proceeded to strip. During the course of the evening I was able to learn their names but when they first arrived my focus was on their bodies or more specifically their cocks. Dan was a chub and weighed around 275 pounds with a bald shaved head but I really could not see his cock and balls well as he stripped because of the size of his gut. There was another guy, Bob, that sort of reminded me of my father. Yeah, I fantasized about my Father almost all of my life and here was someone that at least physically resembled him. A fire plug sort of guy, short, stocky as hell with his well developed muscular body virtually covered in hair from back to front. His cock was not particularly long, say around 5 inches but it was like a fucking club in thickness. I knew that even with my dildo worked asshole he would stretch me to the limit. I wickedly thought to myself, yeah, bore me a new man hole. Standing next to Bob was a guy called Smitty. I noticed when he pulled off his pants he wore no undershorts and I could see that the inside of his pants were filthy with dried piss and shit. He did not smell, he stunk and had a weasel look about him to boot. He looked at me as I was staring at him and seemed to know what I was thinking when he said to the guys, "She needs some good obedience training and better manners." Another guy, JJ, was black almost ebony in color that made him look slightly purple in color against the white jock strap he was sliding down his thighs. I could not take my eyes off his cock. I had seen photos of guys with really big cocks on the net but I never knew if they were real, could anybody have a cock that big. JJ sure as fuck did, his mother fucking meat hung three quarters of the way to his knees. Like everybody else I had heard the story about the size of black dick and I don't know if that generalization is true or not but looking at JJ's his certainly was. God my holes itched to get him deep inside me whether through my pussy or throat. Right then and there I had to at least smell or just taste that dick so I did just that. I crawled over to him put my nose near his cock as I took a deep breath and then slipped the head of his cock in my mouth. This was a sexually exciting first for me, on my knees sucking black cock down my throat while other men watched. Just as I was trying to work his cock deeper down my throat, he slapped me hard with his right hand and then pushed my head from his cock with his left. He said to me, "Jesus, you sure are a horny fuck," and then said to my Master, "Completely untrained I suppose, are you going to let the cunt do whatever she wants, you are too experienced with these pathetic submissives to allow that."
As my Master rose he told JJ, "Pull that fucking dildo out of her ass, I'll be right back." He returned carrying a paddle with holes in it to reduce air resistance and a notched handle for a strong grip. He asked JJ to sit down and told me to bend over his legs and spread my legs wide. The first couple of blows hurt but were not so bad until my Master told me to pull my cheeks away from my ass hole so that my hole was fully exposed. His next strike nearly broke one of my fingers holding open my ass but the real pain I felt was in my asshole that seemed to grip me deep inside and made me want to vomit. He worked my ass hard and when he finished he had accomplished what he wanted, I would wait from now on and do only what told to do. What started out as a sexual turn on became painful and humiliating, not in a sexually exciting degrading way but in a childish humiliated way. I was ashamed. I was not fucking cocky any more.
Master ordered me to get beers and pass them around. As I passed by one or the other of the guys, the dildo got shoved a little deeper, the rope around my cock and balls was savagely yanked bringing me over and over to my knees. While pulled to my knees I never hesitated if one of the guys wanted to be serviced with a suck of their cock or ass, except when that weasel like guy Smitty, scooted his ass to the end of the chair, holding his legs tight to his chest which raised and splayed his asshole before me. He was so fucking dirty and smelly with a dangerous feeling about him. I hoped I was never alone with this man, he could be serious trouble. He told me to lick his ass clean and when I hesitated he got up and kicked me hard in the balls. I doubled over and rolled on the floor in pain. He said to my Master, "He has to learn to obey and do whatever he's told even if he hates it. In fact, he added the more he hates it the more important it is in his training to force him to do it." He sat down again, exposing his ass as before and pointed to his asshole and said: "Here! Now!" It was not easy to lick his ass clean but I did it regardless of the number of times that I had to swallow my own bile in order clean away his shit.
Master then gestured towards me and asked the guys if they would throw me a group fuck to help him in his training. Large bellied Dan was first and to be truthful I could not even feel much of his cock. When I felt his cock shooting his cum on the outside of my asshole, I realized that he could probably only get his cock into the opening of my ass because of the size of his belly and his cock must have slipped out after he started to cum.
Smelly Smitty was next and I was glad because I wanted to get him over with. He fucked really rough, no preliminaries just hard ramming strokes while pinching my nipples, slapping my face or squeezing my balls with all his strength. The fucking bastard made me scream and beg for mercy the way he squeezed my balls, he was glad I begged that is what he wanted.
When JJ began sliding his magnificent dick in my hole, I thought his dick would never end it was so long. The others fucked me standing up but he told me to get on the floor, put my legs on his shoulders but told me to remember I was there for his pleasure not my own. I did everything in my power to throw him a good fuck the way I rotated and pivoted my pelvis as I massaged his cock with every muscle I had in my ass. I made sure that the fuck was good for him but I must say I have never been fucked with such long deep slow strokes that gave me so much pleasure. When he pulled his cock out I had to force myself not to try somehow to get it back inside me. I think he sensed how good it was for me too and I think he was glad because when stocky Bob approached my cum filled hole, JJ sat on the floor in front of me and let me suck on his long cock.
I knew Bob's cock was thick but I did not think I would have such a hard time getting it past the sphincter in my ass. Thank god he went slow or he would have ripped by hole severely. Once my ass expanded to accommodate him, I liked the feel of his thickness rubbing against my prostate and could now understand why guys wanted to shove such large objects up their ass.
Later when everyone was about to leave, my Master said that one last tradition must still be done and added that although he thought I was first a doggie he later determined that I actually was a Piggie and added, "Now is the time for the Dancing Run of the Piggie." The guys laughed and my Master went into bedroom and returned with a rope and cat-o'- nine-tails. He fastened the rope to the iron loop on the collar around my neck, stepped on to a low round table in the middle of the room, wound the other end of the rope around his left hand and positioned the cat-o'- nine-tails in his right. He yanked the rope pulling me closer to him and the table he was standing on. He flicked the cat-o'-nine a few times snapping it on my ass and said, "Come on Piggie, it is the time for the Dancing Run of the Piggie," and after snapping my ass a few more times said, "Run!" He began to lead me around the table by the pull of his left arm and the stinging pain I felt on my ass. Round and round I went being forced to crawl faster and faster. Without thinking I started to say "oink," over and over as I knew my Master would want.