Wetcunt's Training -- Chapter 23 -- Total Fuck Pig
After wetcunt's Master helped her clean up and removed the rubber sheet from the
bed, he laid wetcunt back down to get some rest, holding her as she slept.
wetcunt woke to tugging on her nipples and clit. Moaning with pleasure as she
awoke, wetcunt started writhing under her Master's hand.
"Lay still, cunt. This is for My pleasure not yours." wetcunt struggled to lie
still after spreading her legs wide to give her Master all the access He might
wish. As wetcunt lay there biting her lip to keep from moving, to keep from
humping her Master's fingers, her Master reminded her that she was not allowed
to slop without permission. Finally afraid she would slop, wetcunt opened her
mouth to beg for permission. "Slop at will cunt, I want to see how many times
Master can take His slut over the edge." Seconds later, wetcunt arched up
slopping violently, her screams of pleasure echoing off of the hotel room walls.
After coming back down, wetcunt heard her Master chuckling, "I think people two
floors down know what a slut I have." wetcunt's face burned with shame at how
loudly she had screamed, but could scarcely catch her breath before her Master
was working her clit and tits again driving her toward another orgasm.
Over and over again for what seemed like hours, wetcunt's Master drove her
toward one orgasm after another until even the slightest touch on her swollen
clit and tits were almost excruciating. wetcunt was now begging "Please Master,
please no more." "Whose pleasure is this for cunt," was her Master's reply as He
drove her up one more time. After spasming and screaming violently one more
time, wetcunt nearly passed out from exhaustion. As wetcunt lay there panting,
her muscles turned completely to Jell-O, wetcunt's Master started taking the
flood of cunt juice that had been produced and starting at wetcunt's neck
started covering wetcunt's entire body with cunt juice. After liberally covering
her body, wetcunt's Master smeared cunt juice all over wetcunt's face. Each time
He would touch wetcunt's cunt to scoop out more juice, wetcunt would moan and
wince.
wetcunt wasn't sure how much time had passed before her Master said, "Time to
get dressed cunt, W/we are going out. Master has something special planned for
His fuckpig, and now that you spell like the total slut that you are, you are
ready to go." As wetcunt moved to get off the bed, a loud moan escaped her lips
as the slightest movement of her legs caused more friction on her swollen clit.
"Go look at My slut in the mirror, cunt. Look at what a total fuckpig should
like." As wetcunt walked to the bathroom, each step a struggle, she felt like
her clit must be very red, but when she looked in the mirror, she saw not only
was her clit swollen well past her cunt lips and beet red in color, but also
that her nipples were extremely swollen and red as well.
After putting on the slut makeup that she knew her Master wanted her to wear,
wetcunt walked gingerly out of the bathroom to find some clothes lying on the
bed waiting for her. As she moved toward the clothes to put them on her Master
stopped her. "Those nipples look just like slut nipples should look, but W/we
can't have them going down. Kneel up at Master's feet so He can take care to
avoid that potential problem." wetcunt winced as she knelt down at her Master's
feet, kneeling up, arms behind her back, raising her swollen nipples up to Him.
"This should hold those nipples in place," wetcunt's Master said as He placed a
band on each of wetcunt's already throbbing nipples. Wetcunt groaned as she
said, "Thank You Master for taking care of that potential problem." After
smacking each one of wetcunt's tits, her Master said as He chuckled, "Go get
dressed now slut, Master has big plans for tonight."
As wetcunt put on the clothes, she noticed that the top was a size or two
smaller than she regularly wore, the material stretching tightly clearly showing
her incredibly erect nipples. The skirt came only an inch or two past her crotch
and wetcunt knew that the only time her cunt would be covered at all in this
skirt was when she was standing still. Five-inch stiletto heels completed the
entirety of the outfit, taking wetcunt up to a height of over 6 feet tall. As
wetcunt buckled the straps on her shoes, she knew that she would attract a huge
amount of attention dressed like this. "One more thing to complete the outfit,
cunt. Kneel down and hold your hair up." As wetcunt knelt at her Master's feet,
she felt a collar of softest leather being tightened around her neck. Attaching
a leash to one of the O-rings in the front of the collar, wetcunt's Master
tugged on the leash to let wetcunt know it was time to go.
Walking out of the room and down the hall, wetcunt could feel the air moving
over her exposed cunt. As she stepped into the service elevator with her Master,
Charles whistled in response to her dress. "Now, that is an appropriately
dressed slut, Sir. My compliments." Charles said. "Thank the nice Man for His
compliment, cunt." Looking Charles in the eye, wetcunt quietly said, "Thank You
Sir for such high praise." After stepping off the elevator and walking toward
her Master's car, wetcunt's Master stopped her right by the passenger side door.
As her Master looked deep into her eyes, she could see the love and pride
shining from her Master's face. "you have well so far cunt and Master is proud
of His slut. you have one more test to go that your Master wants you to bear
bravely. Make your Master proud." Then wetcunt's Master softly kissed each of
her cheeks and slipped a blindfold over wetcunt's eyes. After helping her
wetcunt into the car and fastening her seat belt, He reached down once more
pulling lightly on each of wetcunt's nipples and said once more, "Make Master
proud."
Intermittently as her Master drove, He would reach over and tug on wetcunt's
nipples or clit causing wetcunt to jump and groan each time He did. Finally
wetcunt felt the car come to a stop and heard her Master turn off the engine. As
her Master helped her from the car, tweaking her nipples and clit one more time,
He once more repeated, "Make Master proud." wetcunt's heart was pounding with
fear and anticipation, wondering what her Master had planned that He had
repeated His command to make Him proud three times. As wetcunt's Master removed
the blindfold from her eyes, wetcunt kept herself from looking around, but as
she was lead along, she noticed that her Master was walking her up to a country
house.
Once inside the house, wetcunt knelt quietly as her Master spoke to the owner of
the house. "Is everything ready," she heard her Master ask. "Yes, everything is
prepared and waiting down in the dungeon," the house owner said. Raising
wetcunt back to her feet, she was quietly led down the hall and down some stairs
leading to a dimly lit dungeon. In the center of the dungeon, she saw what
looked like an examination table with some restraints and a small metal table
standing next to it with some odd looking instruments. wetcunt's Master walked
forward and shook another stranger's hand and then reaching back for wetcunt's
hand, her Master had her stand next to Him. "This is the man who will help
Master with His plans for His slut. Ask the man what he does slut?" wetcunt
quietly asked, "What is it that You do Sir?" His quick reply was, "I'm a
professional piercer." wetcunt tightened her grip on her Master's hand as she
realized what her Master had in store. "I'm here to pierce a slut tonight, I
suppose that would be you." he continued to say. Then turning his attention
toward her Master, the man asked, "Where do You want Your slut pierced? Is it
still both nipples and her clit hood?" When wetcunt's Master answered He told
the man that he was correct. "You have the special jewelry that I wanted?"
"Yes," was the only reply. Then the man said, "I need to see what it is that I'm
going to be working with."
At that, wetcunt's Master turned to her and said, "Time to strip out of those
clothes slut and climb up unto the table." The look in her Master's eyes told
wetcunt that any hesitation or complaint would embarrass Him. So, wetcunt
squeezed her Master's hand once more, and slowly stripped off her skirt and top.
"Keep the shoes on cunt." her Master said as wetcunt moved to take them off.
With shaking knees, wetcunt straightened up and walked slowly toward the table,
biting her lips to fight back the tears that wanted to fall. Climbing up on the
table, wetcunt put her feet into the stirrups and waited as her Master and the
man who would pierce her walked over to the table.
wetcunt kept her attention focused on her Master's face as the man started
running his hands over her nipples and clit hood to see how to do the piercings.
"Nice work with the bands to keep her nipples erect, but those bands will have
to come off." wetcunt jerked violently as the man yanked the bands off her
nipples, tears flowing down her face. "Guess W/we will have to use the
restraints, can't have movement like that while I'm working or those nice
nipples will be scarred for life." wetcunt was quickly strapped into place, so
that no more movement on her part was possible. After casually running his hand
over her clit and clit hood, the man who would pierce her started swabbing her
nipples and clit hood with alcohol. The cold liquid made wetcunt groan and had
she not been tied down, she would have jumped as well.
With tears streaming down her cheeks, wetcunt watched her Master's face as He
watched what the piercing man was doing. As wetcunt's Master bent down, she felt
Him take her hand in His. The next thing wetcunt felt was a sharp pain in her
left nipple. she screamed loudly for a moment and then felt a small ring being
placed in the new hole. Then her Master walked around to the other side of the
table and the process was continued on her right nipple. As the piercing man's
hand brushed her clit to get a good look at the hood, wetcunt moaned loudly,
still trying to catch her breath and stop her tears. A quick sharp pain send
wetcunt to screaming once more, as she nearly broke her Master's hand squeezing
it so hard. Finally the last ring was in place and her Master was bending down,
wiping the sweat from her face, kissing her cheeks and telling her how well she
had done.
As wetcunt lay there collecting herself, her Master stroking her hair, the
piercing man gave her Master instructions for taking care of the new piercings.
After her Master thanked the piercing man for his work, the owner of the house
walked him from the dungeon. When wetcunt was breathing with only a few hiccups,
her Master said, "you did very well My slut. you made your Master very proud to
own such a slut as you. And because your Master is so proud of His slut, His
fuckpig, He has adorned her accordingly." Taking off the restraints, wetcunt's
Master helped her to her feet, hugging her carefully and then leading her to a
mirror. Dangling from each nipple and from her clit hood was a ring with a small
oval medal attached. On her left nipple the medal had a large M engraved in it.
On the right nipple was the same. The medal attached to the ring going through
wetcunt's clit hood was slightly larger and had what looked like 3 letter's
overlapping, a T, an F and a P. As wetcunt stood holding on to her Master for
support, she realized what each letter stood for, she was now claimed, adorned,
and would be known to all who saw her piercings as Master Michael's Total Fuck
Pig.
