Fingertip Fantasies: Just the filthy thoughts I let myself think when my fingers do their walking in the folds of my slave-shaved cunt.
Squeal like a pig...
Master says that I have gotten too fat. He calls me little fuckpiggy, and he's made new rules for me to follow...
I am not allowed to eat unless he offers me food. At suppertime I am to bring him his dinner then crawl naked on my belly under the table, and beg for scraps as my meal. If I am very good he might feed me a few small bites with his fingers, and when he does, I am to relish them, and whimper and hump my cunt against the floor in gratitude. I am permitted to suck his cock while he eats, and that pleases him, but if he cums and I swallow it, that's stealing food, and he will punish me afterward by dragging me to the bathroom and forcing me to puke up his cum, and anything else he allowed me to eat- He'll pour nasty ipecac syrup all over his cock, then shove it deep into my throat until I puke up as he ordered. If I puke too fast though, and make a mess, he makes me clean it up with my tongue. Sometimes he lets me swallow it again, if he feels I've been punished enough, and then I'm allowed to thank him, by licking his ass.
Master loves letting me shove my tongue into his asshole- One time he dragged me into the bathroom by my hair and pushed my head back over the toilet, then sat hard against my face. He told me he'd been all plugged up, and that I should be good and help him by licking the shit out of him with my hungry little piggy tongue... I did as he ordered, of course, and his reward was very sweet- he had stuffed his asshole with cherries, and I whimpered and humped at the air for him when I found them... He made me puke them up afterward- said that I should be grateful that he let me taste them twice.
Now and then he allows me sweets- but only if he's covered them in his cum, or drenched them in his steaming piss, and then I put my hands behind my back and lick them off the floor gratefully- I must always be grateful, Master says. I am a lucky fuckpig, whose Master is working very hard to make her thin and healthy again. I am grateful too. Grateful for Master's discipline, because I am a fat little fuckpig, and don't have the strength to discipline myself.
Last night, when Master made me puke, he fucked my throat with the syrup, then shoved me around and shoved my face into the toilet and fucked me up the asshole while I puked up the cum and bites from supper. He said if I was really hungry, I could have the cum he was filling my ass with, if I could figure out how to get it out of my ass and into my mouth.
I love my Master... He's making me thin for him, and always makes sure I know, he loves me too.



