Slimy humiliation

This evening the pig got to explore THE IMPALER...with its mouth. It had been receiving orders to smear its precum on it for a few weeks and so something like this was in the back of its mind. The pig was told to lick and pleasure it, imagining how it would soon slide into its cunt. Edging with clover clamps swinging on its teats, Titan in its cunt.

Licking it made the dried up precum slimy again; the texture, the salty taste and the re-activated smell were making the pig retch. It felt humiliated but encouraged by Master's enjoyment. It still has the taste in its mouth as it is writing this blog post.

The pig was reminded of the fatness of THE IMPALER by being told to try to get the cock head into its mouth. Which after a while it finally managed. In the process the soreness of opening its jaws wide reminded it of yesterday's ball gag.

The pig has THE IMPALER standing on its desk so it can look at it as it is working during the day. Tonight the pig is to take it to bed again, sleeping with it like it is some cuddly toy. Humiliating, perhaps especially how the pig is looking forward to that. Intimate nightly bonding with the object that is going to rape its cunt.