He's waiting for me in the other room.
I've been told that there is a surprise for me tonight. Sensations from previous such surprises flash through my mind and a chill, of both pleasure and fear, runs down my spine.
This time around, I can't think straight. The waiting has exhausted me. It's been 2 months since this side of me has come out, and the anticipation has put me in such a hungry state that I wonder how I've gone this long. I've spent more time getting ready for today than I probably ever have. I've thought about getting pretty for Him for weeks now, and now that the day is here, I can't help but want to look as perfect as possible. My hair is curled and in pigtails with bows, and my face is made up like a doll's. I've put my all into every little ritual today. My lashes are big and curled, and my lips and cheeks are painted pink, as per usual.
Every time I get myself ready for this, I slip into a state not unknown to me anymore. I'm not just a pretty little girl now, I'm a pretty little piggy... happy and anxious, and ready with all the strength I posses to go where I need to be, under His hand.
In the time that has passed while I've gotten ready, there have been a million things running through my mind. I've thought about the pain and pleasure, and the need to remember my place and what I am. All of this combined with a fantasy of asking Him, begging Him, not to hold back. He knows what I need, and cares enough to give it to me, and I trust Him enough to request it. All of my thoughts and fantasies seemed to lighten a fire in me that I never thought possible. I'm insatiable and more often than not, I want to give Him reasons to take me further. Even though I feel as if I'm at the end of my tether, the strength building in me has only grown bigger with the waiting.
I want to take pain like a pig. Act like a hungry pig slut, and become one. I know I have the capability to turn myself into and feel like an animal, but I also know that I can go further than just the feelings. I want Him to take me so deep that I don't remember what it feels like to be human.
I no longer feel the need to hide the deepest and darkest corners of my mind from Him. He can see in my face every time we're together how badly I want certain things... like to attack His cock and keep it permanently pushed back against the hot wetness of my throat, or to have Him sit on my face and make me oink while I do it, or simply to kneel at His feet as His pet. I want to be the best pig I can be. I think about the curly tail that will finally be in place today, my nipples squeezed hard by new clamps, being lead around by my leash, cuffed in a hogtie, and hurt with whatever He chooses to use on me.
My anticipation grew steadily as I replayed in my head the conversation Him and I had earlier today, studying His words, His mood, and His expressions for any clues as to what He was planning for me. But, as always, He had given me none. I'm finishing up getting ready, and am about to put my snout and pig ears in place. As I undress, I cup my breasts in my hands and gently roll the nipples between my fingers while I look at myself naked in the mirror. I know that when I turn this corner, ready and willing, I'm no longer me. I submit with all of myself, and there is no going back. I accept it, and don't fear the love.
I have instructions to crawl into the bedroom on all fours, completely naked except for my nose, ears, and bows. I am also to grab my new tail and carry it in my mouth to Him. I take the butt plug from the spot I've been hiding it in, place it in my mouth, and get down on my knees.
I open the bathroom door, and then crawl out towards the bedroom. I push the door open with my snout, and see Him sitting on the bed, smiling. I instantly feel myself react to Him, knowing that from this point on, I will bend to His will no matter what.
"Crawl over here quickly like a good girl piglet." He says. I hurry over, and kneel before Him. I'm initially overwhelmed, seeing the toy bag sitting next to Him, and I'm wondering what's next.
"Well, look at this!" He takes the tail out of my mouth and holds it, examining it. It's wet from my mouth. I watch Him turn it in His fingers, and can't help but smile since I know what's coming. I'm so excited that it takes all I have not to just start running around giggling and reaching for things I shouldn't be reaching for.
"Well, I can see you're drooling already, and you're gag isn't even out of the bag yet."
I let out a giggle and a little oink. He grabs the bag, and pulls out my cuffs, gag, leash, and collar.
"Stand up piggy, and give me your wrists." I rise to my feet, put out my wrists in front of me, and turn my head down as he cuffs them on, tightly.
"Put your feet up here one at a time."
As the restraints are put on me, I can tell that He's amused by my efforts to look calm. He grabs the gag and dangles it in front of me for a few seconds, and all I can think is "Already?" I want something in my mouth all right, but this isn't it. He drops it down on the bed, and grabs my collar instead. I put my hands behind my neck, and wait. He's rough with me as He places it around my neck, tilting my chin up and gripping my neck. He tightens it, then lets me go.
"Stand up, and let me have a look at you slut."
His commanding words already have me where I want to be, and all I can think about is being pushed down on the floor and forced to do things that I hate. I stand and twirl, knowing that He'll be inspecting me to make sure I'm clean and pretty. He stands up in front of me, pulls on one of my pigtails, and pulls me to the side.
"Hands above your head, and spread your legs wide."
He runs His hands over my belly, and already I can feel myself getting wet.
"I love how fat my little piggy's getting.."
I'm happy to hear this and I jiggle my porky fat under His hands. We both laugh. He continues to run His hands over my breasts and torso, before quickly turning me around and inserting two fingers into my now sloppy wet cunt.
"Well that was fast slut."
I resist the urge to buck down on His fingers, and know that I shouldn't move until He's finished. All I want is for Him to hurt me, throw me down, slap me, then fuck me until I see stars. He takes His hand out of my pussy, then presses a finger up against my asshole. "
Are you clean and ready like I told you to be pig?"
I oink, and then reply with "Yes, Sir."
He inserts one finger, quickly, before slowly slipping another one in. The juice from my cunt runs down His fingers and I feel my ass tighten around Him. He removes His hand from in between my legs, and quickly shoves His fingers in my mouth.
"You're such a dirty bitch. This won't be the only thing you'll be cleaning with your mouth tonight whore."
