As I sat next to Him on the bed, I feel my hands start to shake and my body respond to Him even though He hasn't touched me yet. I keep my hands placed next to me and turn my head towards the floor. I'm trying to restrain myself from reaching towards His dick. I know that if I disobey Him now, I'll pay for it later.
He could see that I was growing nervous under His glance, and He laughed at me.
"You should relax a little bit. I'm not going to hurt you just yet. Did you finish your tasks for today pig?"
"Yes Daddy." I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself. I feel my mouth go dry, and my palms get a little sweaty.
"Good." He stands up in front of me. "I would just hate to have to punish you before you get to have at least a little fun."
He had told me last night to do several things this morning before He came over. I was to bathe myself well, for He would be inspecting me later. I was also told to give myself an enema, and clean out my ass. He told me to clean the bathtub, and I had a feeling that it might be dirty again before the day's end. I was told to make myself extra doll-like. As I painted my face in the mirror and curled my hair, I thought of what I would look like once my makeup was smeared down my face and small black trails of tears fell from my eyes later in the day.
He placed His hand under my chin, raising my face to look at Him.
"You look very pretty today piggy." He strokes the sides of my face, and ran His fingers through my pigtails. He bent down and put His hands around my waist, and pulled me up to stand in front of Him.
"Open your mouth and stick out your tongue." Daddy grabs me by the throat and begins to squeeze, and spits inside my hole. I lick it up, close my mouth, and swallow.
I cherished the affection as I knew what was coming.
"Take of your clothes and get pretty for me."
I stood before Him and took off my dress, bra, and panties. As I did, I felt the wetness in the fabric cling to my cunt. I put on my piggy ears and nose, and wait.
"It's time to look you over now slut. Spread your legs." I stand before Him and spread my legs, and raise my hands over my head. He looks over my crevices, before sticking a finger in my cunt. I moan under His hand, and He then puts it in my mouth and makes me lick it clean. He then gets His fingers wet with my cunt juice again, and sticks a finger in my asshole. He makes me turn around and bend over, and show Him that I'm clean and ready.
I'm already so worked up by this point that it takes all I have not to attack His cock. All l want is Him inside of me, fucking all of my holes and satiating the hunger I have to be used and raped.
"Now get on your knees like a good pig." Daddy puts on my collar and my cuffs. He pulls out the gag, but leaves it on the bed. After I'm collared, I put on a big smile and let out my first oink of the day.
"Good girl. Now listen well, because I'm only going to tell you this once. I don't want to hear one fucking word out of you from today. If you want to tell me something, figure out a way to do it without words. You will only speak if I ask you to answer a specific question, and you must ask Me permission to cum. Other than that, I don't want any human-like noises coming from you at all. Do you understand me hole?"
I nod my head and let out a grunt. In my head I know that this will be work for me. I already know that I might defy Him here, and I don't even want to think of how He'll make me pay for it.
"We need to get you warmed up now. I like my pig meat nice and soft. I know you're a little pain slut and can't wait for me to hurt you. Isn't that right?"
I resist the urge to say "Yes Daddy," and oink a few times instead. I do want Him to hurt me. I used to cringe at the word painslut, not thinking I could be one. But now that the feelings have been released from the deepest recesses of my mind, I can't get away from the cravings. I can only think of how much I need to be hurt by Him, and transformed completely into the animal I know I am. I'm a slave to the desire.
"Come over here and bend over my knee. Don't wiggle. If it hurts, squeal. If you try to get away from me, you will regret it."
I hobble over, my wrists still cuffed and trying to temporarily stop thinking about my throbbing cunt. All I can think about is how bad I want my cunt and ass stuffed with Him.
"Actually, before you bend over here... Go to the kitchen and bring me a glass of water. When you get back, grab your big pink plug and bring it to me."
I oink, anticipating something in my ass, and head off to the kitchen. I come back, and set the water down on the desk, and grab my plug and lube.
"This is going to go inside your ass in one push, and you're going to hold it the whole time I spank you."
He lubes up my hole and pushes it in my ass fast and hard. I scream. As my ass clenches around it, I savor the full feeling and try to stay still.
"This isn't going to work with you wailing like a banshee. You're making sounds like a pig today remember? This is what you are and you will behave as such."
He grabs the gag on the bed and pushes in my mouth. It stretches my jaw and He pulls it tight around my neck. "Bend over."
He begins to lightly stroke my porky ass cheeks, and then comes down hard. No warm up. He's using just His hands now, but I know that will change. It takes all I have not to squirm, and take it. He hits me hard, and I try my best to oink after every hit. I don't scream. I oink and squeal and feel more like a pig. With each smack I gasp and close my eyes, trembling and breathing hard, wanting to move away from the pain, but knowing I can't escape it. Every time He hits me my ass clenches harder around the plug, and the combined sensations of pain and pleasure make me go crazy. I keep oinking and feel my mind slip further.
"Get up, and put yourself down on the bed."
I bury my head in the blankets, but out the corner of my eye, I see Him grab the glass of water. He takes a sip, and then doesn't hesitate before throwing the rest of the glasses' contents on my back and red hot ass. He grabs His wooden spoon and begins hitting me harder than before, while I clench my fists and try to keep still. The now wet wood stings hard and I moan and resist the urge to fight the blows. He started with strokes that I thought were hard, but I see now that He was just starting. He moves from my ass to my thighs, to the spot just under my cheeks, to my back, and down again. Each round becoming more harsh, the snap of the spoon the only sound except for my cries. He stops briefly, His hand thrusting between my legs. I groan as His fingers enter me. My cheeks flush at how wet I am. There is no hiding it from Him. He then twists the plug that is placed firmly in my ass.
"You are such a pain whore. Thank Me for being nice enough to beat your porky ass."
