After walking through the store. Pig walked down to the food court. She looked for a table full of guys wearing letter jackets or frat shirts and make sure she walked right by them. As she did, she heard everything from laughter and oinking to cat calls and degrading names. This was never as degrading as Pig would have hoped. She had been verbally abused by Master, who made her look up words to describe her own filthy state like offal, wastrel, ribald, puerile cunt , a piece of cur, and a nasty slap of graduates flesh. Being called a slut or hose-bag seemed silly. At these times she kind of felt like Cyrano D'borcarak and wanted to turn to them and say "is that all you got?" Still, it was degrading to think of how many of those guys were going to be wacking off thinking about her that night. But what she really liked, was a group of guys who were just their with their girlfriends. She would look at the woman who looked back at her with such delightful hatred.
She walked into the music store and did not believe her luck. The Phi-Rho, a sorority at one of the local colleges, was in their all together. Pig loved them because they were the richest, most beautiful women on campus. They were all white, blond and wealthy. Their rush parties were notorious. It was consider a failure if at least one homely woman did not drop out of school the next day after being subjected to their bereavement. The Phi-Rho's not only believed they were superior, they knew it. As part of the hazing, invariably they would pick out one foreign student to be their bink. A bink was a woman who was not considered ready to be a pelage but if she survived a semester of debasement and abuse she would be allowed to enter the next semester's pledge class. The bink was the plague's bitch. The tradition was for each class, of nine women to put $1,000.00 into the pool. If they could get the bink to attempt suicide, the pelage Mistress would get all of the money and the pelage class would get immediate sisterhood. The bink would have to be watched all the time. No bink actually killed themselves, as the sorority knew their power and influence in the state kept them from getting in trouble for such a blat only racist tradition as the bink, but even with all the judge's, state senators, and CEO's in their extended families, the death of a bink would bring a bright spotlight to their little society. The Phi-Rho's knew that if they went beyond a certain line there support would evaporate immediately. Pig had run into the Phi-Rho's before. It was a legend on campus that whoever nailed the sorority's president would get a visit from a huge-titted sex freak. Unlike most legends, this one was true. Pig tried to use one of the quarterly stranger fucks she had to seduce the sorority's president's boyfriend.
This act did two things. First, she grew to be hated by the sorority. Her photo was passed around to all of the sisters after they had passed pledge, so they knew who was their enemy. Second, Pig was under the protection of her Overlord. Pig knew how much power these women had, the whole town did. They had shut down businesses for the smallest slight. They had families displaced so they could tear down their houses and put in parking lots. Yet, they could not touch Overlord. Overlord had grown up with several of the state's most powerful people. Since the age of 13 he kept a dossier on every person he met who he saw potential in. As he got rich, he would support many political candidates. He was not dirty but ruthless and smart.
Pig used to relish her encounters with the Phi-Rho's until about three years ago. She was brutally raped in a public bathroom. She was fisted and beaten until her tits ruptured. She was taken to the hospital and was in ICU for two weeks. No one in the community could believe it when the next day, the sorority's president, pelage mistress, vice president and treasurer were hauled off in handcuffs. Despite of all their wealth and power they were found guilty of Aggravated Sexual Assault and Attempted Murder. The judge was put in a hard spot. On the one hand, the four women's families reigned down all of the pressure they could to have the woman sentenced to the minimum sentence in a minimum security prison. On the other hand, every day the trial was delayed 20 minutes just trying to regain order in the court as the 4 women were hissed and booed at. The Phi-Rho's had existed for 50 years. Every day at lunch he was confronted by someone with a story of the carnage the sorority had leveled on their lives. Some broke his heart, like the former bink homeless woman who stopped him on the street and showed him the scars from when she tried to slit her wrists. He was more concerned about the politically damning testimonies. Black, White, Asian, Middle-Eastern, Indigenous American, Hispanic, Gay, and Elderly leaders paraded through his office advising him that if any leniency was shown this women, Saddam Hussain would have a better chance of getting re-elected then he. So each was sentenced to 40 years in a Maximum security prison, with no parole for 25 years. Rumor was, that the 4 women had each become a bitch to one of the lifers in the prison. The Phi-Rho's had scene this as all Pig's fault.
Pig was unique among humans to the Phi-Rho's. Most people, they held in a kind of slight contempt. They did not care enough about them to actually hate them. Pig they hated.
Pig walked into the record store. Michele immediately walked up to her and spat on her. How do you let trash like this pig in here? Make her go! She said to the manager.
Sorry, Miss but the law says! The clerk answered.
Shut the fuck up! Michele yelled back. Girls over here! I want you to see this aging fat titted low class whore! With that the pelage class circled pig and started to oink at her and spit on her.
Pig started to cry. Michele backed away from the pack and called the sorority president, Denise. Who had just gotten a digital photo of her boyfriend with his dick cumming all over pigs tits. Let me call Ms. Hunt. Denise answered. Follow her lead ok.
Ok, Michele answered.
The all stood around pig and oinked. A group of people started to gather. Pig felt ashamed and humiliated. Then a much older woman rushed into the Record store and yelled Stop this right now!
The plague's recognized the woman, it was Ms. Hunt. The group's original founder. She was rail thin and in her 70's. She rushed up to Pig and put her shawl around her and said My, my dear, are you ok.
Pig cried and answered, I just want to buy a CD.
Go on then, get it, Her let me buy it.
No! I don't need your money. Pig answered.
Come, come little woman, let me at least buy you a cup of coffee.
OK. Pig knew that she was likely going to be set up, she did not know who the old woman was, but the only older women who were kind radiated pity. She felt no pity from this strange matronly woman. She paid for her CD, slipped it into her bag and followed the woman. They left the store. The slender old woman with her arms around Pig's shoulders. Pig was feeling good. She had been punished and she got the CD she wanted.
Back in the store, Michele turned to her pledge class and said, Scum, Ms. Hunt says that she is going to have pig back at the construction site. Hurry up and follow me. The nine girls followed Michele out of the store. Half a minute later, a tiny Asian woman walked up to the counter and purchased the CD that Pig had just bought and took out her digital video camera. She checked to see if she if she could upstream the images to her PC and then hurried and followed the gaggle of young women.
Pig and the old woman waked by an abandoned shop. It was off in a back corner of the mall. As they walked by, she pushed Pig in. Five sets of arms grabbed pig and placed her on a saw horse that was there for the construction.
Tie that nasty fucking cunt up! Now! We are going to teach this whore a lesson. Ms. Hunt yelled. Then flipped her phone open and called mall security. Hello, Franklin? This is Ms. Hunt, we are doing a sorority event in the construction area, put out your guards.
I don't care when they come back. Tell them to go jerk off in the bathroom. I'll call you when we are done.
By this time pig was tied up over the saw horse. Her dress was cut off her and she was being slapped and prodded. Michele was fixated on Pig's hanging tits. Pulling them and pinching them. Pig smiled. She had her tits pulled by lesbians and straight women. No way was Michele straight. Michele spit in her face and yelled This fucking pig whore loves it, she is a lesbo whore. Speaking of which where is that fucking bink?
Bink stepped out of the shadows, she was a Japanese woman. She wore her hair up and no make up. The sorority girls thought she was homely. Pig thought she was utterly beautiful. Plus she looked at pig in a funny way. Pig had scene rage, hatred, fear, sadness, pity but rarely empathy.
You fucking like this too you fucking slanted eyed gook shit.
Me sucky sucky! The Bink answered in fake pigeon English.
No you no sucky, sucky you fucking rail thin gook. Oh, Just stand were you are and watch.
Slave cried for the better part of the next hour. She was beaten, spit on. The girls pissed in a bucket and pushed her head into it until she almost passed out. They called her boyfriend fucker, freak, nasty fucktoy. Pig would have enjoyed the abuse but she was in too much pain. After half an hour, Michele picked up a hammer from the floor and shoved it up pig's ass. Pig was left tied up, sodomized, and crying as the girls left. Michele turned around and picked the CD out of Pig's bag. She threw it on the floor and stomped on it. She did not understand what she had done. Pig cherished her CD's and knew Master would never let her buy another one. Pig cried. The women left.
On the way out Michele slapped Bink and said Get that fucking piece of shit out of here, your ass in on the line cunt. Unless you want mommy to know how her little nip cunt is a fucking cunt loving dyke.
The Bink walked over to Pig and slowly pulled the hammer out of Pig's ass. She then pulled up a chair and petting Pig on the head said My name is Leanne. Who are you?
Please let me go? Please. Pig said, still crying.
I will, but I want to talk. Do you mind if we talk about your situation?
No, no. Just get me untied
My name is Leanne, who are you? The Asian woman said smiling as she undid Pig's wrists.
No- what is your real name?
It is Pig. I'm Pig.
You've a Master?
Yes. But I don't like this shit, Overlord never treats me like this.
Overlord? Leanne said moving to Pigs back legs. May I meet him?
To be ¼
His Pig. I have always had degradation fantasies. Those stupid women think that they are hurting me and I can't tell you how hard it is to keep my fingers out of my cunt.
Overlord is breaking in a slave and you are very young.
Yes, but I have something for him.
Oh wait here I will go get it. Leanne rushed off excitingly and brought back the camera she had set up. I have the tape. I'm sure Overlord will want it.
But, what? You don't know how long I have dreamed of being a slave When I saw you, I knew there was a man behind you. I knew any man who could get a woman to look this absurd must be a great Master.
Overlord is brilliant. Do you want to come home with me?
Oh! Thank you Pig! Leanne said hugging her. She then said I almost forgot. I got something for you.
She reached into her bag and pulled out the CD she had bought.
Pet cried and kissed Leanne fully on the lips. They left the room dirty and hurried back to Master's
Chapter 6: Slave punishment # 5
Slave rested for three days. If she laid completely still, the pain would dissolve. Master would come in and bring her soup. Slave smiled the first day, on top of her tomato soup was a lovely dollop of Master's cum. Slave felt happy to have Master near her, but sad when he left. They did not talk much, Master just checked the wounds and would leave.
The forth day Master came in and ordered her On you knees, I need to fuck my ass! Slave.
These words sent shivers up through Slave's body. She could feel the wetness spill over onto her cunt. He once joked that he spoke to her cunt and that she was just a irrelevant flap of flesh that got in the way. At times like this, she felt that way. It was as if his voice was hardwired to her brain. Slave got up on her knees, and pushed her ass up in the air. This caused the welts on her back to burn with pain but they had healed enough not to break open.
Well, Slave! Are you ready for your next punishment?
Tell me again, why are you being punished?
Because I was a whore. I let 10 men use Master's cunt before coming to you Master.
And tell me slave, what do you think of whores?
What difference does now make? No, tell me&mdashtwo years ago, what did the arrogant suburban bitch cunt think of whores?
I thought I was better then them.
But you are not, are you?
The most strung out crack whore in the world is better then you, do you know why slave?
No&mdashMaster&mdashslave is stupid.
They whore out their own cunts. You stole from me, you stole from the tightness of your virgin cunt, the thrill of shaping you clean and unsoiled.
Slave is sorry Master.
Tell me what you are?Slave does not understand?
You are a whore and a thief. A vial fucking nasty slut who takes my cunt and whores it out. My cunt wants and needs me&mdashyet you bring it to me worn and used.
Yes Master. Truthfully, Slave got confused by her Master at times. It was odd that a man so cruel was so preoccupied with esoteric stuff.
As always, Master snapped her back into the scene. You stole the pleasure of my virgin cunt from me! Why should I not hate you!
Please, no Master&mdashdon't say that. My God! Master, no. Slave's mind had slipped beyond fight. She was gone now, so gone she did not even notice. She felt herself getting nauseous just at the thought that her Master could hate her. She feel to her knees and grabbed Her Master's leg, and begged more. Please Master, please, punish me. I need to suffer. My god Master, Master. No, please. Anything.
So why did you fuck other men.
For my pleasure.
Well, I think it is time that I get some pleasure and I am sick of you getting off with my cunt! Now get in position.
Slave crawled on the bed, she knelt her legs wide apart. She felt Master enter her ass. He was hard and unforgiving. Master slowly inserted his cock. The pulled it out all the way. Next, he slammed it into her as if he was stabbing her with his cock.
Slave was beside herself. She loved anal sex, or learned to love it. Master was so brutal with her. It was not loving but desperate fucking. She felt as if she was nothing, worse then nothing. For 40 years she was such a bitch, only allowing two men to fuck her ass and both times they had to beg and buy her something really nice. The way he fucked her, she was just an empty hole. She felt like trash, allowing herself to be violated in such an unnatural manner. Worse, although she loved it&mdashshe was not an anal slut. Her clit would grow large and tense as she was fucked but she needed to rub it to get off. Master made it clear that she was not to cum from his sodomy. Once again, she was starved for cum. Her body needed to cum but it could not.
Master shot his cum down her bowel. Leaving his cock in her she felt her bowels begin to expand and feel warm. It took a second but slave realized Master had urinated directly into her. As her body cramped. Master put a plug in her.
Slave laid in agony as she cramped. After Master filled her, he grabbed a inflatable plug and shoved it in. Then said Two hours!
Slave curled up in a fetal position. She felt water dripping down her thighs, she had pissed herself from the cramping. Then Master said, If it is too much, you can take the plug out. I will get a cab and you will leave here no longer owned.
Slave was crying now. It was as if she was tormenting herself. After what she thought was an eternity, she looked up and saw it had only been half an hour. Then she started whispering, almost chanting- I am Master's slave, I am Master's slave.
This allowed the time to go by a bit faster. It also secured to him deeper. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she knew he had betrayed her. She had told him that she would never suffer an enema for him. It did not matter now, all that mattered was that she stay.
The two hours passed. Master walked in and grabbed slaves wrist. He took her to the bathroom. He told her to masturbate. She did furiously, after 10 minutes her cunt was rubbed raw and the excitement and pain was just more intense then the cramping in her belly. Seeing this Master ordered her to cum. As she did, Master let the air out of the plug and within seconds, it popped out of her body and she expelled all of the contents. The relief mixed with the intensity of her cum. Slave was not fluttering her eyes, her body shaking. The orgasm was too powerful to feel, it was as if all of her body had been imploded. She stopped cumming and leaned back. It took about 10 minutes for all of the water to leave her body. Master gave her a some water and told her to shower and clean. She would begin her next punishment immediately.
Chapter 7: Punishment # 6.
Slave came out of the shower. On the toilet seat was her outfit, a thick black latex cat suit. As she put it on, the latex seemed to merge with her flesh. Zipping up the color, she turned and looked at herself in the mirror. The outfit suited her, showing off every curve on her body. In front was a white apron. Slave then saw two boxes on the floor. She opened the smaller one first. It contained a ring gag. Slave put it in, slipping it beyond her teach and then snapped it tightly in the back. It came with a lock but no key. Slave snapped the lock and place and knew that her mouth would be held open as long as Master wanted.
Next were a pair of ballerina stiletto heals. Slave slid her feet into them. The heal was about 10 inches long and the shoe came to a point. She had to walk on the tips of her toes or crawl. She got ready, and stood. Taking a second to balance herself, slave walked out and joined master in the kitchen.
In the kitchen. Pig was kneeling on the table. She was covered in dog food and syrup and knelt in a puddle of her own piss. She was also frantically ramming a zucchini up her cunt. The room was a mess. All around was dry piss and food. Pig saw slave come in. Then looking in her eyes, pig came with ferocity. Master was good to Pig. Pig saw the contempt and hatred of Slave and felt like humiliated and degraded. This of coarse made her cum even harder.
Slave! Master said walking into the room. Look at the filthy mess this fucking Pig has made. Pig did you cum? Did you use my cunt to cum?
OINK, yes Overlord. I came like the rotting pig whore I am.
What slut? Can you not control yourself?
I can't help it, that fucking bitch you own made me cum.
Master, I did.. Slave said, her words very garbled by the gag. As she stared to answer before Master's hand came crashing down on her face.
You talk at my grace slave. If I have any want to her your voice, I'll let you speak. Do you understand?
Yes, Master. Slave answered.
So, Pig how did this insolent slut tease you and make you cum. Master asked pig.
Oink Overlord, she came in overlord, and she looked at me and my fake boobies with such contempt. All I saw was hatred and disgust, Oink. You know I am a shame slut. Oink, well this vial bitch looked at me like I was less then shit. Oink, and Pig knew she was right, and I felt like such shit and with the zucchini in my cunt, I could not help but cum.
Well, Slave? Did you look at here with disgust?
Because, she is disgusting. Masturbating, making a mess in your kitchen, smelling of piss and dog food.
Well, I see. Pig, you are right. Slave is a judgmental bitch. Especially since she just spent two hours with her ass filled with piss. Well, Pig you do need to be punished but since you were provoked, I think it is Slave who should be punished.
A tear slid down Slave's cheek. It was not of submission or love but pure anger. She hated pig, just the idea of Master fucking pig once a year was too much. Now, she was going to be punished in Pig's place. It was just too much.
Master walked up to slave and shoved the end of a mop head into slaves open mouth. Then Master bound her hands with electric tape into two tiny fists. He put a bucket in the middle of the floor and ordered Clean slave! Do a good job, or I will let pig use your face for a week. Get to work!
Slave fell over as she tried to kneel on the floor. Pig laughed as she and Master left the room. Slave wanted to kill pig, she would if she had the chance. She loved Master, she took pain for Master, she did anything and here was the cumming bitch who did nothing and Master still owned her.
Cleaning the floor proved a bit harder then slave imagined. Slaves knees burned with pain on the hard tile floor. Still it was better then being hoisted up on her heals. Each time she grabbed the pain and crawled to the sink. She grab the bucket by putting her two fists together and then pour its contents down the drain. She did for the rest of the night. It was not the least bit erotic. The only thing that distracted her from the pain was thinking of what she would do when she got hold of that fat titted fuck hole. She looked at her fists and day dreamed about shoving her arm up to her elbow up that whore's ass.
She ducked the mop in the water and then had to get her face inches off the floor to use it to clean. It was worst when she cleaned of the table. It took two hours, as she had to dump the water and refill the pail several times. The fumes from pigs bright yellow piss were disgusting.
She was exhausted when the cleaning was done the next morning. Master came in and undid her hands and pulled the mop out of her mouth. Breakfast slave! Was all master said.
Slave began to cook her Master's breakfast while he drank coffee and read the paper. Pig crawled in. Slave looked at her and grew madder and madder. Pig had Master's fresh cum drying on the side of her cheek and nose.
When breakfast was read. Slave walked over and placed it before master. Master snapped his fingers and pointed to the ground. Slave got to her knees and sat besides Master like a devoted dog. Master would let slave have the crust from his toast or let her finish the last bit of a sausage. Slave felt happy. It had been a hard few days and she knew that she would be punished more. But right now, she was master's devoted obedient bitch and loved him more then she could know.
Chapter 8: Punishment #7
Master got up from the table and motioned to Slave to follow him. Slave began to crawl behind him. Master turned around and chastised her: I thought you loved me, slut?
Slave cried. A few months ago, such a comment would have made her mad. Slave was so far into his control that the thought of doing anything that expressed anything but love for her made her sick. But I do Master! I love you. I worship you. You are my world!
Then kiss my footsteps, show me that you love even the ground that I tread on.
Slave smiled and answered: Yes, Master.
She watched as he walked, and with each step she found herself bending forward and her lips kissed the ground Master had walked on. As he walked down the hallway, slave began to feel his cunt swell and her clit harden. She hoped that she would be taken to his bedroom. She was.
Master opened the door, slave's heart raced. She felt as if she were entering her place. His bedroom had almost a mythic aura to her. As she crawled in, kissing the floor a peace washed over her. It was as if her entire existence had to that point been a lie. In that place, she felt she was were she belonged.
Master closed the door. Turned to his slave and announced. Slave you still have four more punishments to go. For the last four, you may leave at any time. You have no code words&mdashno safety net, you will either endure or fail. And despite my revulsion with your slutty dirty past, I've developed a slight affection toward you. Now tell me slave, do you think you should know what you will put at risk if you leave?
Slave almost jumped out of her skin. She tried not to think he was going to make love to her or even just fuck her, as the disappointment would crush her. Still it was all she thought of. She answered: I know what is at risk Master. I can't be without you. I do not care what I've got to do. I don't care.
Yes, but I want to fuck you&mdashbrutally and hard. I want you to know again how it is to feel my cum enter you, I want you to understand what I can do to you.
Yes, Master. If it is your wish.
It is my wish.
Then slave has no choice.
You understand when we are done you will face 4 punishments, you will have no choice but to endure or leave.
Slave can't leave Master.
Good, now get your fucking slut mouth over here and make me hard. Master said unzipping his pants.
Slave crawled over and pulled his underwear down, she drooled looking at his cock. Master took his hand and slapped slave hard across the face then grabbed a fist of her hair and pulling her neck back he spit on her, then slapped her again and commanded Lick my balls, like the filthy cock loving piece of shit you are.
Slave leaned forward and kissed his balls, gently cupping them she put them in her mouth. The taste of his sweat excited her. Then master pulled her head away and dragged her into the bathroom. He had her kneel and lean back wards as he dangled his balls in her open mouth. Slaves tongue traced along the outside of his testicles. The taste, the smell, the feel of her Master made her cunt leak. He asked: How nasty are you fucking slut.
So fucking nasty, dirty&mdashthe dirtiest.
What does the fucking whore want?
Master, let me taste your piss, shit in my mouth. I love it. I'm just a fucking slut toilet.
Masturbate and degrade yourself&mdashtell me how much of a fucking whore you are and I will let you eat my shit and cum.
Slave immediately fucked his cunt and rubbed his clit. Between moans of desperate pleasure she pleaded: Please Master. I know I am shit. I'm a fucking lowlife fat titted piece of fuck flesh. Lower then a dog fucking lesbian. I am shit, less then shit. I've done nothing, nothing to deserve Master's shit, but please I want it, I need it. Please let me show you what a shit loving cunt I am.
Ok, but you can not cum until you have swallowed my shit three times.
Then I can cum?
My god, you are suck a fucking cum needing slut. Fuck! You nasty whore. Yes&mdashfucking shit eating whore can cum. Master said as he straddled her face. He sat down a bit, slave lower her body down. Her back burned with pain but she did not care. Slave was so lost and ready to cum she would right there. Then with her mouth wide open and her fingers soaked with her own juice, a small brown piece of shit started to cum out of Master's ass. Slave immediate pushed her head up to take it. The smell was awful, she felt as if her sinus were going to explode. The taste was nasty and bitter, slave had to fight vomiting on the spot almost has she had to fight cumming. As she chewed the log, her Master's laugh filled her ears. Her mind exploded in anger but made her want to cum so much more. After a minute slave was able to push down one gulp of shit. Her belly tightened, this caused her clit to begin to vibrate on its own. Then she swallowed the second bit and the third. On the last one, she yelled in complete ecstacy. His cunt exploded in pleasure and she became light head with the intensity of it all right before she fainted on the bathroom floor. She woke as a stream of Master piss pelted her cheeks and mouth. Keep it open you fucking dirty slut. Do you think I'm going to let that shit polluted hole suck my cock.
Slave open her mouth. She coughed a few times as Master shot his stream into the back of her mouth but she was able to swallow most of the piss. Get that shit face of yours in there! Master said as he grabbed slave by the end of the hair and shoved her head in the toilet. He flushed it 4 times, she felt like a piece of shit, being dirty and having her head shoved in the toilet. At the same time, her cunt was burning. She had just cum but she needed to cum again. Master then took her dress. It was the one thing Master let her keep from her false life and said. Clean up this mess you vial cunt then come to my bed.
Slave showered and crawled over to Master's bed. When she got to the side of the bed, Master grabbed her hair and threw her down. In one motion he pushed her knees apart. She felt a burning in her groin but also felt her cunt pulse in anticipation. Then Master stopped and rubbed his cock over his naked spread cunt&mdash Beg for it you whore!
Please, Oh God Master! Please fuck me, fuck me hard, use me. Fuck this fucking nasty slut. I need to cum Master!
With that Master slid his hard cock into her. He felt her cunt grab him. Slave felt the head of Master's cock rub up against her g-spot. Then Master began to fuck his slave hard. He pushed his cock in her with the full weight of his body. It punched her cunt, slave groaned in pleasure. Then he sat back on his knees and taking slave's ankles lifted her up. Holding her pelvis an inch or tow of the bed, he continued his assault. Each thrust caused slave to tighten and wetten more. She felt as if she had a thunderstorm in her pelvis. He fucked her with fury. Spitting on his slave, slapping her tits. Then after 20 minutes, Master yelled at his slave- Cum now, Cum for your master- you nasty fuck cunt.
This threw slave into a dizzying orgasm. Once again, it was so intense it would hardly be called pleasurable. Her body shook. She arched her head back and her fists pounded the bed as she screamed in absolute joy. Her shaking body caused Master to cum deep into her cunt. Feeling this slave came again. The feeling was like being in an earthquake. The first orgasm startled and shook her. The second caused her to twitch like a deed fish.
Master stepped back. Praise me.
Whispering, her voice cracking from yelling so loud slave answered: Oh Master, my god Master! Oh fuck. Shit. I can't, fuck fuck fuck. There are no words&mdashnone&mdashfuck. Oh shit what the fuck did I just do.
I think you came?
Oh God Master! That, that was almost punishment. Fuck.
I have to go for a few hours. Pig will prepare you for the evening's punishment. You will service pig.
With those words, slaves pleasure imploded. She went from heaven to hell with four small words. Slave cried, she did not argue&mdashshe knew it would be.
Do you want me to motivate you.
You can't! Slave answered.
Oh, I can! See, it will be ultimately up to Pig if you stay.
What? No! I thought you owned her.
I do! But I am a one-woman man. I can't possible take care of your and Pig's whorish need for domination. If I take you she has to leave.
But I fucking hate her. I'd fucking kill that whore!
I am not a fucking lesbian!
I know.Then why? Why?
Because, if you are to be my slave&mdashit is absolute. It is forever! You will never be able to be free of me. If I sell you or let you go, I could show up in 10 years and sodomize you. You'll have no rights and no hope. And besides you need me to own you.
But you are the Master? How can you let a fucking slut like that tell you what to do?
What! You arrogant whore!
Do you think that used collection of fucking soiled holes you pass off as fuck holes merits my attention or my consideration?
No, Master&mdashit doesn't.
You have the fucking chance to be what you were born to be slut. The price is high&mdashbut we both know you can't live with out me.
But Master, I know myself. I might hurt her. I'd fucking kill that bitch.
You do, and you will leave.
No more! It is said. Now, get you fucking ass out of my bed until you have earned the right&mdashfucking slut.
Slave fell to the floor, curled in an embryonic position and cried.
Now get out of my sight, You arrogant cunt! How dare you think anything is too much to do to be my slave.
Slave crawled out of the room. As soon as she got out, she ran to the bathroom. She knelt, vomited and cried for an hour.
Master knocked on the door. Slave answered Yes, Master?
Get your ass out here now, it is time.
I'll do it but I won't like it.
That is the whole point&mdashyou stupid slut. Master said walking into the bathroom. He held a garment bag in his arm and was dressed. Kneel and give me your right hand.
Slave knelt, and she put her right hand out. Master took it and turned it into a fist. Then he took out some electric tape and began to twirl it around her fingers. Slave's hand was compressed into a small ball. He then took a think piece of rubber and slit it down her bound fist. Her forearm disappeared in the pink rubber. Then he commanded slave to stand. Hatred and fear boxed in her mind. She knew what she was going to do&mdashshe knew she was going to hate it&mdashshe knew she could walk away. She knew she would.
Master then dressed slave in her domme outfit. It was a single piece of black latex. Master slit it up her body and zipped it. It felt as all of slaves flesh was being compressed into her body. Master put a collar on her neck and led her out to the play room. Straw was thrown over the floor. The only furniture a box with the word Pig stenciled over the side. Master made slave stand in the center of the room and walked over and lifted the one of the side walls. He pulled it up and slave saw pig sitting inside. Slave was disgusted.
Pig was painted with bright pink pain. She wore a pig snot. She had a huge plastic apple in her mouth, it was strapped to the back of her head as a ball gag. Her own hands had been taped into balls but then put into hooves. Pig's legs were tied together so her ankles were pushed into her ass cheeks. Her knees had pads, at the bottom of each were two addition hooves. Out Pig, Bitchwhore is upset with you. Go over there and submit to here.
Master! Please? Slave begged as Pig rushed forward to her. The odd inhuman gate disgusted Slave.
Pig got up and knelt in front of slave. When she did, Slave looked down and pigs tits had grown to the size of basketballs. Pig's erect nipples leaked milk over the front of her tits.
Pig here actually, for one time in her useless slutty existence did something right. She procured me a new fuck cunt. Slave's mind exploded in anger. She hated sharing Master with any other woman and she had suffered so much and now another fucking whore was going to get to serve Master. So normally, Pig would not be allowed to cum, but since the slave she got for me is so very pretty&mdashPig can cum at will. Now slave&mdashuse that fucking dildo forearm of yours to sodomize this piece of fuck flesh.
Before she moved, Slave spit right on pigs face. The spit splattered over Pig's right cheek. Pig moaned under here gag. Pig was lost in the contempt and hatred that she saw in Slave. Overlord was the best at degrading her and treating her like utter shit but Overlord did not hate her. While the source of his wonderful degradation&mdashMaster was so creative and cared enough to find knew ways to destroy any self esteem Pig had left. Still, Pig lusted to be abused out of hatred. Here fuck hole swelled and dampened as she looked right into Slave's eyes. She was going to be fucked by a woman who had more affection for a piece of dog shit that stuck to her heal. Slave in turn saw how turned on Pig had gotten.
You worthless whore! How dare you fuck Master! You fucking piece of shit. I love Master! I took the bull whipping for my Master, to show him my love. You don't! You selfish cunt! If you loved Master, you too would please him&mdashyou selfish piece of pig shit. Fucking whore. With that, Slave kicked pig who fell over to her side. Pig just oink.
Slave went to push her forearm up pig's ass dry, when she was stopped by the feel of a cat of nine tails over here back. Her back curled in pain and her Master's cunt got wet. Lube it up whore! Oh, and if Pig does not cum hard from your fucking and sucking, I am going to let Pig loose on your fucking whored out ass.
Slaved crawled over to a jar of lube and shoved her fist into it. With her other hand she coated her forearm with a thick layer of the jelly. She then went over to Pig, thinking that it the sooner she got this over with the better.
Pig laid on her side. Oinking, she got her ass as open as she could. She oinked louder as slave pushed her fist past Pig's ass. At about 5 inches she felt pigs colon turn and then smiled. She started punching pig. Her eye's glazed over in a fury of pure hate. Pig swooned. The feel of Pigs innards in spasm around her fist as Pig came revolted slave. At least it was over, Slave thought.
Don't stop just because this shitbag whore has cummed. Fucking slut can cum with anything. Fuck her for 15 minutes and rub that clit. Master yelled.
Slave felt her belly tense as she rubbed Pigs clit. Pigs naked cunt felt like it was stuffed with cottage cheese and her wetness felt like loose snot. It was all slave could do not to vomit over the stuffed whore. Finally, after about 3 cums in ten minutes, Pig lost control over her bladder and a stream of deep yellow urine poured on the floor and onto Slave's hand. Slave lost control over her belly and vomited right on Pig's side. This was bliss for pig&mdashto be physically covered in the manifestation of disgusted. She fluttered her eyes and came so hard she passed out.
Slave yanked her arm out of pigs ass. Pig shook a bit. Then as if there was a spring in the floor slave sprung backwards and cried. She laid still. Master walked over. Please Master, Please knock me out! Please, I love you but I'm so disgusted, please please mercy Master.
Master took out a mask with either on it and put it over Slave's mouth. Slave passed out.
She woke up the next day, she was bond down to a soft mattress. Master spoke: I know this is hard, slave. But what you ask for is very hard.
Master, I didn't ask for this.
No Slave, you asked for my dedication to you.
Oh Master! Yes, Master.
Three more torments and you will have it.
Chapter 9: Punishment #7
Slave crawled into the kitchen to make breakfast. She cooked her Master's breakfast and then made a bowl of slop for herself. The day before Slave was given her diet for the foreseeable future: slop for breakfast, dog food for lunch and whatever scraps and crumbs Master discarded onto the floor. The slop was a combination of oatmeal and yogurt. First she undercooked it, so it was kind of like plaster. Then she put it in the blender and pureed it until it was nothing but a thick mass of tasteless nothing. It started the night before. Master brought home fried chicken. As he was eating he took a spoon and threw the mashed potatoes into a splat on the floor. As slave licked them off the floor, Master finished and let the bones and scrap fall on slave's bald head. He left slave for the evening.
On the floor, all slave could feel was absence. She was forgetting even that it was bizarre for her to need to be in his presence. When he left he took the most important part of her with him. Slave cleaned and crawled back into her room.
To show her status above pig, Slave was given a room on the first floor. It was actually converted from a walk in closet. It was 5 feet long and 3 feet wide. The carpeting was far softer then the damp concrete Pig had to sleep on.
Slave only saw Pig now a few times a day. Pig had to get up at 6am to go off and clean toilets at service stations. Most of the time, the toilets were filthy and disgusting. Worst was when there was a toilet that was backed up with shit and toilet paper. The only way pig could get it out would be to reach down to her elbow and pull the shit out with her hands. Pig wore thick yellow latex gloves. Having been shit on by many lovers and strangers, Pig did not find the job that repulsive. But do to the size of her huge tits she had to stand up, or she could not reach into the bowl far enough. As always, Pig had her pepper spray. She only had to use it three or four times. At night she would get home. There would be a hand brush, sponge and pail waiting for her. It was her domestic job to clean at least one floor in the house. The bathrooms were the easiest because they were smaller. The largest room was the kitchen. Slave usually got home at 6pm and would begin scrubbing the kitchen's floor. Around 1am she was finished, she would go down to her sty and fall asleep.
That morning slave waited as always for Master to come in. Kneeling like a good bitch, not touching her food until Master gave his consent. This usually took the form of his snapping his fingers. This morning Master came down sat in his chair and said to Slave: Give me your bowl, Slave!.
Slave did. Master took it and poured a clear liquid in it. Stirred it up and gave the bowl back to Slave. Eat fast cunt!
Slave ate fast normally, the soon she got all of the wretched swill in her belly the sooner the taste left her mouth. Just as she got the last mouthful down. She felt her belly begin to churn and cramp. It felt like there were two Rats fighting inside of her. Slave rushed to the bathroom and vomited her entire breakfast down the toilet. She flushed and looked at it. She was starved and needed food bad, now it would be 5 hours until lunch.
Slave crawled back and knelt by Master.
Did you get sick Slave.
Yes, Master! It was awful.
Master took a large wooden-spoon and broke it over Slave's shoulders. She gasped in pain and listened. What have I been doing to you Slave?
Punishing me and training me to be a good piece of fuck meat Master.
Right! And have I not taken away more of your autonomy then you could have imagined.
Yes, Master, Slave needs Master.
The vomiting is part of your seventh punishment You are being punished for thinking you were before you met me. Do you want to need me more Slave.
The thought terrified slave. How much more could she need him. She has been whipped, pissed on by another woman and sodomized just in fear of losing Master. There was nothing she would not do just to stay with him to be his. She did not know how Master could make her need him more but all she answered was Yes, Master, you Slave wants to need you more.
Good, then in a few days I will tell you what I am doing to you, after you are more mine.
Yes, Master- please punish Slave for being arrogant. Slave is stupid Master.
That reminds me, you need to come into the living room, your eight punishment is about to begin.
Yes Master, slave said crawling into the living room.
Master called Pig's supervisor and told him Pig would be out sick today. He then took two viagra, and some nitrogen, and two sedatives and walked out to the living room.
Slave was horrified when she walked into the living room. There was Pig and Leanne standing. Each had five leashes in their hands. Slave did not recognize Leanne. She looked stunning wearing a tight black leather jump suite. This showed off every sinnue of her body. Behind them were 10 women. Nine were in their early twenties and had tight bodies. The other one was in her seventies and her tits sagged to like pancakes.
Slave knew she was going to have to be punished in front of these strangers. They all looked at her with contempt and hatred. She could not have been more wrong.
The women were the pledge class of the Phi-Rho Sorority. Slave did not know, but the sorority had publicly raped pig. Leaving her with a hammer sticking out of her ass. What they did not know was their Dink, an exchange student who the pledges got to degrade and abused, had been a plant. She had planted a camera at the scene of the rape and every second was downloaded onto Master's hard drive. Leanne had been under Master's spell for about two years. She talked with him on line and promised to save her virginity for him if he would enslave her. He let her read his Slave's reports and after a time showed her photos of what he did to slaves. She studied hard to get to come to the states, to go to the local college and Master knew that the Phi-Rho's would take her as a dink. Well all the Phi-Rho's were pretty, she was stunning. Her skin glistened like pearls. Her jet black hair was thick and straight. Her body was lean, long and curvy. She was just the kind of woman the Phi-Rhos loved to abuse. She was sublimely beautiful and poor.
Yesterday, Leanne sent stills from the rape to every member of the pledge class. With instructions to meet at the sorority house at 5 AM. The sorority had raped pig before. The last three members to rape her were serving 40 years on sexual assault charges at the states highest security woman's prison. Images of shower rapes and being some woman's bitch flew threw the pledges' minds and they all were down in the basement, waiting.
That morning Pig and Leanne went to collect the class as well as Ms. Jane Hunt.
Master walked into the room. He was wearing a black leather mask. His cock was already visibly bulging in his pants. He looked over at the 10 women and said.: Well, you think you can Rape my property and get away with it? Turn to the TV, I want you to watch what happens to bitches that go around raping my slaves!
Master turned on the TV. A huge white woman filled the screen. She was in her 40's and was about 400 pounds. She smiled as she held her belly up so that a brown haired woman could get her head in below. She was busy eating out the heavy woman's cunt. Hi Ya'll. The large woman said Just want to show you what happened to the all you pretty little Phi-Rhos up here. This head of brown hair down here was just an out right bitch when she first came in, so snotty and arrogant and all. She acted like she was better then me, dang I just sold a little crack is all, I don't need no raping cunt coping some kind of attitude. But that's is passed. This is now. Little brat decided she needed a Mommy to protect her, aint that right, Jenny?
The ten women gasped as the head turned around and faced the camera. It was Jennifer, the ex-sorority president. She looked healthy, except for the shine of girl goo and sweat on her face. That's right Mommy. Mommy is good to me. I'm her lesbian bitch whore and she lets me stay pretty. She protects me. I am so happy with Mommy, I couldn't stand it if what happened to Alison happened to me.
The video flickered to a picture of Alison. Alison had the worst time. A few months after she was incarcerated, her father&mdashone of the state's most successful ADA's had plead guilty to fixing cases in exchange for sexual favors. As part of the plea, he was to give up his case load. Included were four murderers, a crack dealer, and two whores all of whom he sodomized in exchange for a get out of jail card. Of the seven women, five had ended up on the same cell block as Alison. As soon as they found out who she was, she instantly became their bitch. Unlike Jennifer, who was lucky and smart enough to interview with a wide assortment of Husbands, Alison was taken. Of the Her head was shaved into a Mohawk cut. She was pale and covered in tattoos. The worst was a tattoo on her upper lip, Lady's labia cleaner. She was pierced through the nose, lower mouth, and cheeks. She was kneeling on the ground before three black woman who. Pig, I'm so sorry! The image said flickering on the screen as Alison cried. She then continued: Please, Pig, please forgive me? I did not know how wrong what I was doing was.
Shut the fuck up cuntlapper! You best be pleasing us if you want to make it to 25. Yelled one of the black women behind her.
The last image was Amy. Amy had hooked up early on with a klan of white supremacists. Her face was beat up and she had a few teeth missing. She cursed like a sailor and talked about how prison was hard on the weak like her spoiled little sorority sisters but she was strong. She hacked a bit, put out her cigarette and the image disappeared.
Master looked at the 10 women. They were all dazed and in fear. Then he said Here is the deal ladies. My slave here is being punished, for committing adultery with 10 men. I am going to watch the video Little Girl has secured for me and allow you the choice. An afternoon of punishment with me or take your chances with the prison system. First, Pig Little girl&mdashsecure the slave.
Pig and Little Girl put the ends of the leases through a metal bar and locked it in place. Then they took slave and put her on a cross. Slave was crying, she had been so possessive of her Master. Not only was he going to fuck 10 women he was going to make her watch. She stood crying, knowing not to beg as Master would just ball gag her.