Date: Sat, 5 Aug 2006 08:21:24 -0400
From: Steve <stephalan@earthlink.net>
Subject: Master Daddy - 2
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.