☆ Note - this is dark. D.A.R.K. There's bondage and incest and cheating and images of extreme sex. Questionable consent and blackmail and there is verbal degradation and abuse. I know this. No need to comment. Free speech.
DONT DO THIS. Hell, it's best for most of you not even to play this way. If you are considering trying this for real. Just stop. Get Help. Talk to a professional. This is a complete and utter fantasy that will never ever happen - it's the same as elves and dwarves. NOT REAL.
You've been warned.
Watching the game was boring, so I sat back on the sofa and watched my newest cockpig instead. I'd had her now for a month. Formerly known as Christine. Now she answered to hole.
Or any other vile thing I wanted to call her to entertain myself. Since blackmailing her...really just laying out all the reasons why she'd get more out of becoming my owned fuckpig than continuing on with her pointless wife and mother lifestyle...I'd really enjoyed her presence more than I had thought I would. I had to resist the temptation to snuggle her thick body during the night. I'd done it a couple of times...ok..five times. It felt so good to have her there, soft but firm, thick thighs, warm fully packed mature breasts with nipples made for chewing, a tight wet hole on each end...her pussy was nothing special, a warm hole...but her throat was built to take a cock. And honestly, I don't know how she could breath through the abuse I put her through. I timed myself the other night. I had her in a straight jacket with her knees tied to her shoulders and after cropping her cunt for about 20 minutes I kneeled over her open mouth and slotted my cock into her throat. Then I just rode it. I honestly thought at one point she would just not be there when I finished. I fucked her face in and out for 48 minutes before I thrust into her head and let loose.
I even gave her swollen clitty a lick or two as I came into her stomach. She tasted pretty good for a half starved fuckslave fed on table scraps, cum and piss.
And yes, I let her snuggle in the bed after putting the faceless gimp mask on her. Fell asleep with my spit covered cock in her cunt and chewing on a nipple. I mean she deserved a little reward after that.
I guess I was a little soft on her...probably because she submitted so easily. Not just at first, although that initial surrender only took a few hours...no it was that at every single order or demand she could say no or stop. She never did. The little subby freak just accepted and submitted. Even when I looked into her eyes and told her that I was going to ruin her forever. She answered " Yes, please. "
How do you not fall a little in love with a fuckpig actively degrading itself with nothing but adoration for you in its eyes? I was her God. Too bad for her I was a demanding, wicked and sadistic God.
I spent quite a bit of money on her though.
You know the basic stuff. Had her nails done thick and slut red. Had her ears, lip, tongue, and clit pierced with thick permanent steel rings wide enough to hang a finger in & fir a chicago hook.
No nipple piercings though. I quite liked her tits and nipples The tits were big and firm with long, well chewed, sensitive nipples and I wanted them preserved. I have plans for those.
No hair below the eyebrows. I usually like them bald. Well, except for Nikki the Pig. But keeping that serial adulteress furry was really a punishment for her. So I enjoyed that.
I added a nice thick tattoo of the word "FUCKSOW" across the top of hole's tits. Tattooed eyeliner as thick as the girl I paid would make them.
She called it "Chola Chic." Looked a little "Rockabilly Whore" to me with the straight black bangs my pig kept. I liked it. And it was permanent, so it fit into my plans for this pig well.
I wanted to make certain she was ruined. Not just her holes or her marriage, but her whole life.
Actually, I wanted her choose to ruin herself. It makes me happy.
That's why she would leave the hotel suite with $5,000 cash in her bra and come back later to display my requested...add ons. Thick silver wedding ring on for all the world to see.
I never let my slaves remove their wedding rings. I knew in detail the first time each of them defiled themselves and those rings. Made them confess the whole sorid story on video. Shared it with their husbands and parents. It was why they deserved every degrading thing they got from me. I wanted then to remember.
Yesterday, hole completed the tattoos for a while, I think. Thick black swastikas on the back of each hand just to make sure she'd never hold a meaningful job again. Yeah. I know. The "career killer" tattoos were a bold statement. I'm proud of it. Told her what I wanted to see. Told her why. Told her that I wanted her to be despised and alienated. Told her I wanted to ensure she would never again be capable of using her education to get meaningful employment.
