My Little Piggy

To my incredible frustration the vibrations from the butt plug abruptly stopped just as I was on the edge of an orgasm of my own. Though I tried to hump the bench more vigorously I soon realised it would not be enough. The throbbing pain in my balls that had been almost forgotten seemed to return with a vengeance and I slumped my shoulders in defeat.

'It was set on a 3 minute timer,' Lola chuckled, watching my efforts with amusement. 'I really thought that would be enough but it looks like I underestimated you. You'll just have to be a bit quicker in future won't you?'

I lay motionless, consumed by frustration and aching all over as my restraints were unfastened from the bench. I briefly thought of trying to run but I soon pushed the thought aside; my spirit had been well and truly broken, there was no getting out of this and the best thing for me to do would be to submit and accept my place as Lola's pet.

Using every ounce of willpower I had left I shifted my weight and rolled off the bench onto the floor below. Lola motioned for me to follow so I forced myself to crawl after her as she headed back through to the kitchen. As I crossed the threshold and felt the cold tiles beneath me I made straight for the radiator, wanting nothing more than to collapse beside its warmth and recover from my ordeal.

'Where do you think you're going,' Lola snapped 'you're a proper piggy now, and pigs don't sleep in the kitchen now do they?'

Confused I turned around, unsure of what she wanted from me. I stared in disbelief as Lola strode across the kitchen, opened the door and nodded to the darkness outside.

'Come on, I haven't got all night.'

I grasped what she meant but despite what she had done to me I couldn't quite believe she would be so cruel. Surely this was some kind of joke?

The look in her eyes however told me she was deadly serious and by this stage, I had learned better than to disobey. So though every fibre of my body told me not to, I tentatively made myself crawl out into the cold night.

The chill seemed to seep into my bones as I was enveloped by the cold air and felt the damp grass underfoot. I followed reluctantly as Lola led me over to what I had always seen as a small shed at the end of the garden. Now though I could see it as it truly was, a pigsty.

Tears again pricked my eyes as I realised what I had been reduced to. Crawling into the sty protected me from the worst of the biting chill of the wind but also gave me a glimpse of what my future would hold.

The floor was a hard wooden surface that felt filthy and damp against my skin. The tin roof was low enough that I would be unable to stand even without the humbler and the only comfort offered was a small pile of hay in the corner of the room. The whole room was lit by one bare bulb which emitted a faint glow that barely reached the walls. All in all it made sleeping in the kitchen seem like a wonderful dream by comparison.

'How do you like your new home?' Lola smiled, crouching at the low door 'I was going to give you another night inside but I think it's best to throw you straight in. It'll be easier this way.'

I turned around and looked into her eyes fearfully.

'Oh I think it's starting to sink in. This isn't a game anymore, it's your life now,' she purred as she pulled out her phone 'Now before I head in out of this cold I have one more thing to show you, ready?'

I briefly wondered what I should be ready for but before I had a chance to even begin to think a blinding pain shot from my ass through to my entire body. For a moment I just saw white, then my vision cleared and I found myself lying on my back and trembling uncontrollably.

'Ohhh that looked painful! It's another function I had built into that sweet little tail-plug of yours,' Lola said, drawing back my attention. 'It's a very powerful electric shock. That was set at about 30% of its maximum strength; set to above 50% it risks permanent damage and anything even close to 80% will almost certainly kill you.'

She leaned forwards so her face was eerily illuminated by the faint light.

'And just so you know, should you by some miracle get out of your little pigsty here and then somehow scale the fence, the motion detector will set that plug off at full strength. So don't get any silly ideas.'

With that she slammed the wooden door shut and clicked the lock in place, sealing me inside. I heard quick footsteps heading away as she retreated from the night's chill to the warmth of the main house.

I looked around for a moment trying to make sense of the situation. Taking in the dark, squalid space that was to be my home for the foreseeable future I wanted to cry; but after the day I'd had I was all cried out.

Soon a heavy sense of weariness descended upon me as the physical and emotional torment of the day took its toll. Using my final ounce of strength remaining I hobbled across to the corner filled with hay and collapsed against it.

Finally I gave in to the fatigue and let sleep take me, praying that I would wake up somewhere else and the nightmare I had been living would end. Little did I know my torment had barely begun.

Chapter 4

In the months that followed my transformation at Lola's hands my life followed essentially the same daily routine. I would be woken early as Lola let me out of my sty and into the garden. She would then fill a metal trough with a mixture of oats, stale vegetables and whatever leftovers had come from her plate the previous evening. This would serve as my meal for the rest of the day.

I would eat my fill of this foul substance for my breakfast before Lola gave me my daily wash. Back when being her piggy had been a kinky game she had washed me by scrubbing me down erotically with warm soapy water; but now that I was just an animal to her I had to shiver as she sprayed me down with the garden hose. Finally I would briefly be freed from the invasive pigtails plug which filled my ass, allowing me to go to toilet, before being re-plugged and left alone.

Apart from that brief time in the mornings I had pretty much no interaction with Lola at all. She treated me just as though I was a farm animal she housed in her garden and just gave me the bare minimum required to live.

My days were spent mostly trying to keep warm in my sty and venturing out only for food. As the weather got warmer I made my way out more and explored the garden but mostly I had nothing to distract me from the constant monotony and crushing boredom that my life had become.

Once it got dark I would return to my sty for the night and Lola would lock me back inside. Each time I saw her I longed for her to say something, to remind me that under all this I was still human. But each time I was disappointed.

As time passed I noticed that none of my body hair ever grew back. I thought back bitterly to her sweet smile as she had shaved me on that first day, making it seem like a kinky game but already permanently modifying my body without me even knowing.

Eventually I just grew used to the silence. My mind seemed to grow dull and sometimes entire days seemed to pass without a real thought going through my head aside from my instinctive need for food and warmth. I really was living like a pig and there was nothing I could do about it.

This went on for what must have been at least 5 or 6 months; though as the days blurred together it was difficult to tell. Until one evening when, as I lay on the hay pile that I had made my own, I noticed that something wasn't quite right. Though I couldn't quite put my finger on it there was definitely something amiss.

It hit me as I turned and looked out of my sty to the dark garden beyond; Lola hadn't locked me away yet. It was perhaps not too much later than she normally would have, however I was now so used to the routine that I was sure she should have been by now.

I roused myself from the moderate comfort afforded by the straw and tentatively made my way over to the open door. Curiously I peered out into the night air; the kitchen light was on and a pool of light gently illuminated the garden. My eyes scanned the area for any sign of life but found none. I was however drawn to the back door to the house which to my surprise had been left ajar.

My mind raced with possibilities, if I could get into the house there could be a rare chance of escape. I had no idea whether Lola was bluffing when she said the motion sensors would kill me if I left the grounds of the property, frankly I didn't feel like testing her. But if I could sneak in unnoticed, I could at the very least get to a phone and call for help.

But as soon as these thoughts surfaced they slipped away. Perhaps it was through fear of being caught or maybe Lola really had broken my spirit but the idea of even attempting to escape this life seemed pointless. I was here until Lola decided otherwise and I had to accept that.

After briefly examining the lock and deciding that without the use of functioning hands I had no means of closing it; I turned back from the night air and began to retreat into the relative warmth of the sty.

But as I turned a strange sensation stopped me in my tracks. I paused and waited but felt nothing. Perhaps I had imagined it but for a second I felt a familiar stirring from deep within me. Suddenly I felt it again, for certain this time. For just a fleeting moment the plug in my ass rumbled into life, waking after months of lying dormant.

I sharply turned back towards the door and looked for any sign of Lola; I knew she controlled it and was sure this along with the open back door was no coincidence. She was playing with me, I just didn't know why.

As I poked my head back out into the night the vibrations started up again, lasting slightly longer this time. The 5 seconds may not seem like much but after months of nothing the sensation sent shivers of pleasure through my body.

Unsure of what was happening I paused at the door, torn between fear and excitement at what this might mean. Tentatively I crept forward into the night, expecting a jolt of pain to stop me at any moment. But none came; instead the moment I left the confines of the sty my plug started up again, very weakly this time but after the monotony my life had become it seemed like the most exciting thing in the world.

Now that I was outside the vibration continued at a constant, albeit weak level. Acting on instinct I began a slow crawl toward the open door. As I approached the vibrations grew gradually stronger as if guiding me on. I hesitated briefly before crossing the threshold, the last time I had been in this house I had left a broken man. But knowing that ultimately I would have little choice in the matter I nudged the door open and pushed my way inside.

After months living like an animal the warmth I felt from simply being inside seemed an unbelievable luxury. How could I ever have resented sleeping in the kitchen before?

Suddenly I began to feel nerves building in the pit of my stomach. I had returned to the scene of my initial capture and had no idea why? Lola was definitely up to something but I had no idea what. My heart pounded against my chest as I crossed the kitchen floor with trepidation. I stopped as I reached the door to the living room, now beginning to doubt myself. What if this hadn't been an invite inside? Would she punish me if I was caught? Perhaps she would anyway...

My thoughts were interrupted as, for the first time in months; I heard Lola's voice call out to me

'Don't be shy little piggy, come on in.'

Realising that I had passed the point of no return I mustered up as much courage as I could and pushed my way through. The moment I entered the room my eyes were drawn to Lola and again I couldn't help but be struck by her beauty.

She was reclining in comfort on the sofa in front of me, cross legged and wearing just a tight fitting t-shirt with matching white panties. After spending so long looking up to her as my owner, while she all but ignored me, there was an almost supernatural air to her; as though I were being summoned by a goddess. Everything she had done to me only seemed to make her more beautiful in my eyes and between seeing her and the steady vibration in my ass, I felt my cock throbbing against its bonds.

'Come here,' she said, gesturing to her feet.'We need to have a talk.'

I nervously approached and sat on the spot she had indicated. Lola smiled and she leaned back, uncrossing her legs and sliding forward slightly so her pussy was tantalisingly close to my face. As I looked up at the woman who had stolen my freedom from me, I was torn between fear and arousal in equal measure.

'Alright then,' she started. 'I think you've been here long enough to see how things work and I have to say you've settled in very well. I am so proud of my little piggy.'

She sounded patronising but despite myself I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride at her words.

'I hope it hasn't been too hard for you living out there by yourself but I had to make you understand what it really means to be a piggy. It's not because I don't care about you, I love my piggy. I want nothing more than to play and have fun with you. In fact, now that you know your place hopefully we can do just that, but I need something from you first.'

I looked up at her in confusion, what else could she possibly want from me?

'You see I want to continue your transformation, train and mould you into the perfect little pet pig; and I'm going to do that. But I'd rather not have to force you to do everything,' Lola went on 'I want my piggy to be willing, so I am going to give you a chance to accept your fate. If you agree, then you are effectively giving me permission for anything I may choose to do to you in the future and I'll expect no resistance.'

Lola leaned forward and whispered in my ear.

'I will do things to you that you can't even imagine, but I promise we'll have lots of fun on the way.'

She sat back up straight and looked down at me seriously.

'So what's it going to be? Go back to your life in the garden and hope whatever torture I inflict upon you isn't too bad? Or join me and see how much fun being my piggy can be?'

I sat for a moment deep in thought. Agreeing to this was surely madness, she would not only be ruining my life for her own amusement but I would be helping her to do so. She had already turned me into a naked, grunting animal that lived in a pigsty and the last thing I wanted was to let her go further.

But the more I considered it the more I began to think it may not be so bad. Lola seemed content to do whatever she wanted to me anyway and it's not like I was in a position to argue. If not resisting made my life easier then perhaps I should just give in. Besides, surely anything had to be better than the crushing boredom that my life in the garden had become?

Pushing my reluctance to one side I raised my eyes to meet hers and nodded slowly.

'Yes?' she asked 'you agree to be my piggy and accept everything that follows?'

Again I nodded my acceptance, more vigorously this time.

'Oh that's wonderful' she beamed, leaping forward and bringing me into a deep hug 'Oh you are a good boy, we are going to have so much fun together!'

She playfully ran her hands across my skin as though I were a much loved pet. I already felt better about my decision, this was certainly preferable to be ignored and left in the garden like a farm animal.

As Lola pulled back she looked at me mischievously with a wicked glint in her eye.

'I think you deserve a little reward for this, don't you?' she asked innocently.

I was taken aback but quickly squeaked in excitement, it had been so long since anything good had happened to me I had almost forgotten what it felt like.

'Well alright then, I think you're going to enjoy this!'

Lola seductively grasped her T-shirt and pulled it off over her head. She then reached over to the table beside her and, taking hold of her phone, hit a few buttons which sparked my tail-plug into life. The weak vibrations that I had almost forgotten about had really been fired up and were now sending new waves of pleasure surging through me from deep within my ass.

Lola slid back onto the sofa and looked down at me knowingly.

'That should provide you with sufficient motivation, now up you get,' she said encouragingly, slapping her knees as she spoke.

I didn't need a second invitation. After so long with no stimulation at all, the chance for access to her stunning body was something I couldn't pass up.

I eagerly jumped up so that I was almost straddling the cushion of the sofa and my head was resting on her stomach. Her lightly perfumed, feminine scent filled my nose through the attached snout gag and her smooth skin rubbed lightly against my chin. Between this and the vibration still working away inside me I was mad with arousal and could feel my hard cock growing wet inside its latex tomb.

I looked up at her body, over her firm tits just inches from my face and pleaded with my eyes for permission to start. She could clearly see my desperation and laughed sympathetically.

'Awww does the little piggy want my tits?' she said, pausing as if unsure whether to let me 'Oh come on then, open wide!'

Lola arched her back, pushing her tits out to me as I plunged my face into them. I snorted and squealed with glee as I kissed and licked at her bulging breasts. The months I had spent being ignored by her had given Lola an air of unattainability about her and as I felt her nipple against my tongue, it was as though I was suckling a goddess.

Lola bit her lip and groaned in pleasure. She took my head in her hands and pushed it down towards her waiting pussy. I could feel the wetness of her panties against my cheek as she wrapped her legs around my head, sandwiching me between her muscular thighs.

'Take them off!' Lola demanded sharply.

With my mouth forced open by the gag I struggled to get any purchase on the thin, silky material but using my tongue and upper lip I was eventually able to pull them back down her legs, exposing her pussy beneath.

'Go on now Piggy,' she breathed, voice shaking in arousal 'don't hold back!'

Without thinking I dived straight in and started to work at her pussy with my tongue. The sound of her orgasmic cries as she ground herself against the tip of my tongue was music to my ears and this along with the vibrations in my ass drove me to the absolute edge.

By the time Lola had climaxed and pushed my head away I was hornier than I had been in my entire life and so desperate for release I was almost in tears. Looking down at me Lola could clearly see my need for relief; she chuckled and whispered suggestively 'Was that enough, or does my little piggy want to cum tonight?'

I let out a deep groan and nodded my need as enthusiastically as I could. I needed her to know just how much I had to have this.

Lola smirked, wordlessly reaching down the side of the sofa and into her handbag. When she pulled her hand out she held a small but sharp box-cutter, with a thin metallic blade attached to a yellow plastic handle. She positioned this against the latex at the base of my cock.

'Now hold still,' she said with a hint of amusement 'we wouldn't want you to get hurt...'

Then she pulled the blade quickly across the layer of latex, making a neat incision that sprung my cock free of the plastic tomb that had held it prisoner for months.

I gasped as Lola took my hard cock in her hands and caressed it gently. For so long I had almost forgotten it was there so now even the slightest touch was enough to drive me wild. After being denied for so long I knew that it wouldn't take much and her just those first touches almost pushed me over the edge.

Clearly Lola knew this as well and released my cock from her grasp, reclining backwards into the sofa. As she did so she lifted her leg between my legs and lightly stroked her foot against my balls.