Put on that mask!
What? What the fuck did you just call me?
Ummmm…..mistress? (she slaps him HARD in the face and gets down very close to his face. He can feel her breath on him as she sneers…..
What are you supposed to call me?
Ummm…I don’t know, mistress. (she grabs the whip and whips him HARD until he begs for mercy)
Try and remember.
Yes. That’s right. I told you before that you are to call me sir and only sir.
Oh, god. Are all men just morons? (she proceeds to shove him down to the ground, whip, slap and now step on his throat with her foot, thinking the entire time, hmmmm…..I wonder if he is listening yet or if we need to amp it up even a bit more…..I wonder if I, the DIVINE DARK PRIESTESS that he worships so much, can make him run around and squeal like the filthy pig that he is)
Get up you idiot.
Oh, my. you are a slow learner, aren’t you. WHAT DID I SAY TO CALL ME (she puts her long black leather gloves on this time and backhands him repeatedly across the face).
Sir. You told me to call you sir, ummmm. sir.
(this ridiculous specimen isn’t even worth my time, she thinks to herself. I am tired of looking at him. She motions to the floor where the grotesque pig mask is now laying)
Pick it up.
(he stares at her with a blank, stupid look on his face)
I SAID PICK IT UP!
(he bends over to pick it up. As he does so she beats his ass some more with her whip)
Yes, mis—-, I mean, sir.
Put it on.
(he puts it on)
There. Now that is better. A pig mask for a filthy, fat, smelly pig.
Yes, sir. (he mumbles through the mask)
What? Your speech is garbled. Try to speak clearly.
Now, crawl around and squeal like the filthy pig you are.
(he obeys – she laughs hysterically, mocking him the entire time)
Here, piggie, piggie. Come to me.
(she puts on her big black strap-on)
Bend over like a good, dirty swine.
(she grabs onto the collar that she has placed around his neck. She does not put lubricant on her cock. She shoves it in as hard as she can and without any warning other than this:
NOW SQUEAL LIKE THE GOOD LITTLE PIG THAT YOU ARE AND MAKE YOUR SIR PROUD
(and, of course, the pathetic mindless man in a pig mask does exactly what she says)