Your Fuckpig pt2

Your Fuckpig/Little Masturbator Part 2
by Sketcher

Fuck me...please Fuck me, Sir.

I can feel your eyes...on my ass...on my cunt...I shudder in anticipation, head down...ass raised for you. Its not like your fuckpig has any choice...but you make me wait...you make me offer myself to you like a piece of fuck-meat.

"Been creaming yourself on the bed again, Fuckpig?" you ask rhetorically, your voice so dominating and firm it causes my cunt to throb. Oh god...my aching cunt...you bastard...

"Y-Yes, Sir...I...I made a mess..."

Fuck...you hold all the cards. You circle me, stroking my bottom, patting it, then stand at the side of the bed, looking at, savoring the sight of your fuckpig disgracing herself yet again; the humiliating position, the stained and soaked pyjamas and bedsheets, I know you are smiling...you love it.

"Open your mouth", you instruct...I immediately obey, my eyes wide and obedient, and...you shove two fingers into my mouth...and...oooh!...into my dripping cunt too. I squelch and slurp for you, and I'm reminded of what you said, about your fuckpig's mouth and cunt being the same.
I squirm and writhe as you use your fingers to screw me at both ends, illustrating the symmetry to me in a way that this dumb, slutty fuckpig can understand.