Impaled!

When Master ordered the pig to present itself with a greased cunt, it knew it was time for THE IMPALER...

The slave felt horny and also a bit nervous, especially after Master raised the stakes and promised it a long time on its punishment bench if it wouldn't manage to take at least the cock head into its cunt.

Sitting on the mat, feeling the bristles prick against its empty cunt was horny, and Master made it play with its teats and finger its cunt, further warming it up for what was to come. With the black clamps on its teats, it was told to edge and put THE IMPALER on the floor and squat over it, feeling it press against its cunt, the anticipation, and then slowly move down onto it...

At first it was getting nervous because the cock head was big and it was having trouble getting it in. But at some point the cock head slid in and then the pig was able to slowly move further down on it until about halfway. Master made it ride on it, going deeper each time as it cunt relaxed a little more. Trying to work it in as deep as possible, like Master would expect and in the hopes of it being deep enough for perhaps being allowed to cum.

What a stretch and what an intense feeling! Raping itself on THE IMPALER is quite a good description for how it felt while moving up and down on this monster. Feeling the thickness, the depth. It was somewhat surprised how deep its cunt was able to take it after a while. Master appeared to be pleased, because after a while of riding on it, first squatting and later on the chair, Master gave the slave permission to cum. It would of course have to impale itself on it as deep as it would go.

What followed soon after was an intense orgasm, feeling the pleasure/pain of how THE IMPALER was pushing in deep and stretching its cunt. And feeling the burn in its calves and upper legs from the positions. Perhaps it was a bit too eager and came a bit sooner than Master would have liked; that felt embarrassing and Master assured the slave that next time it would be spending more time raping itself.

The slave felt the somewhat painful stretch of THE IMPALER in its cunt for a while longer, before it was allowed to remove it. And then followed what the slave had feared because Master had already foreshadowed it: the pig was ordered to lick it clean. Very humiliating and disgusting to lick the slime off that its own cunt had produced, and it was once again retching, but as a slave it had no choice and most importantly it pleased its Master to make the slave taste its own cunt juices.

Its cunt has a stretched and certain sloppy feeling to it, now that THE IMPALER is removed. It is curious what the after effects will feel like after this first encounter with the object that will be used a lot more to rape its cunt. Tomorrow it goes back to standing on its desk, back to being in its constant field of view, and with that, in its awareness.



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