Tales of a filthy piggie Vol. I?
she felt the hard wood floor pressing into her knees as a cool breeze drifted over her exposed flesh causing her nipples to harden. Butterflies danced in her stomach as she looked at the time noting her Sir was about to arrive. She waited kneeling on the floor in just a collar so she would be the first thing He laid eyes on as He opened the door.
She ran her fingertips over the stiff leather and crisp edges of her new collar He had just given her. A wicked little grin spread across her face as her mind wandered thinking about all the fun she is going to have breaking it in. He had given it to her at the end of their last play time saying “I know you have other collars, but this one is special. Take some time to think about what it means before you put it on.” She ran her thumb over the little heart shaped charm that was delicately etched with “little piggy” and the date He gave her the collar. She scoffed softly as she thought “a little presumptuous to assume I’d accept this isn’t it?” She giggled and shook her head. “Who am I k**ding, He seems to know me better than I know myself sometimes.” She frowned slightly “I’m not sure how much I like being called a little piggy.” She sighed deeply “He’s right about that too. I’m a filthy girl.” She clenched hard on the thick toy buried in her wet slit that her Sir had instructed her to keep inside her all day. Although she might pretend to protest outwardly, she loves how He requires her to torture herself all day with edging and other filthy things on their play days. She shivers slightly as she remembers His buttery voice and his evil giggle as he says “Don’t protest, I love how all the torture finally makes you explode when I finally let you cum.”
She thought back about when they first met and how she thought He was kind of extreme, but there was something that called to her in Him she couldn’t put her finger on. She was still amazed at her own depravity as she squeezed and rocked back and forth on the thick toy. She loved how feeling filthy just added to the arousal. Each powerful emotion feeding off of each other like ravenous b**sts taking her deeper down the rabbit hole until she was almost a ravenous b**st herself.....
She snapped back to reality and she squeezed hard causing the thick toy to slop out of her hungry hole with a sploosh as she heard His car door close and His footsteps approach.
If you want to know what happens to our little piggy next please comment and I’ll add more to our story.
She ran her fingertips over the stiff leather and crisp edges of her new collar He had just given her. A wicked little grin spread across her face as her mind wandered thinking about all the fun she is going to have breaking it in. He had given it to her at the end of their last play time saying “I know you have other collars, but this one is special. Take some time to think about what it means before you put it on.” She ran her thumb over the little heart shaped charm that was delicately etched with “little piggy” and the date He gave her the collar. She scoffed softly as she thought “a little presumptuous to assume I’d accept this isn’t it?” She giggled and shook her head. “Who am I k**ding, He seems to know me better than I know myself sometimes.” She frowned slightly “I’m not sure how much I like being called a little piggy.” She sighed deeply “He’s right about that too. I’m a filthy girl.” She clenched hard on the thick toy buried in her wet slit that her Sir had instructed her to keep inside her all day. Although she might pretend to protest outwardly, she loves how He requires her to torture herself all day with edging and other filthy things on their play days. She shivers slightly as she remembers His buttery voice and his evil giggle as he says “Don’t protest, I love how all the torture finally makes you explode when I finally let you cum.”
She thought back about when they first met and how she thought He was kind of extreme, but there was something that called to her in Him she couldn’t put her finger on. She was still amazed at her own depravity as she squeezed and rocked back and forth on the thick toy. She loved how feeling filthy just added to the arousal. Each powerful emotion feeding off of each other like ravenous b**sts taking her deeper down the rabbit hole until she was almost a ravenous b**st herself.....
She snapped back to reality and she squeezed hard causing the thick toy to slop out of her hungry hole with a sploosh as she heard His car door close and His footsteps approach.
If you want to know what happens to our little piggy next please comment and I’ll add more to our story.
4 years ago