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Also, if you don't want to read about people being ridiculed for being fat, you should also give it a pass.[/b]\n\n2. Miss Fifi gets totally ruined. The whole story is about Marzipan and Melody getting revenge. It's a mean-spirited story with a lot of bad vibes. [b]If you like Miss Fifi and don't want to read about her getting anally wrecked and humiliated, then you may want to pass.[/b]\n\nAll that said, this is NOT A CONTINUATION of the \"Pathetic Excuse for a Boy/Melody's Enslavement.\" It's an alternate story line that's built on the events from the previously mentioned series of stories. Fifi isn't going to be bitch of the house from now on, just for this story (and any other chapters that may come into existence).\n\nBACKGROUND INFO:\nIf you haven't read [url=https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=216422]Pathetic Excuse for a Boy/Melody's Enslavement[/url], then you might be concerned that you wont know what's going on.\nWell fear not, because I manage to explain everything you need to know in the story.\nIt's not a super complicated story, just two paragraphs of exposition and you're good to go.\n\nCHARACTERS:\n[url=https://www.furaffinity.net/view/8035666/]Miss Fifi[/url] - She's the one getting the raw deal in this story. She's a pretty mean bitch, but does she deserve all of [i]this[/i]? You decide.\n[url=https://inkbunny.net/submissionview.php?id=197602]Marzipan[/url] - (seen here tormenting another little boy who isn't even in this story) She's the one doing most of the abusing. 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This Story Includes:
Fat Shaming (Heavy)
Breast Bondage/Nipple Torture (Heavy)
Domination (Heavy)
Humiliation (Heavy)
Bondage (Heavy)
Spanking/Whoopin' (Heavy)
Shaving (Heavy)
Revenge Slavery (Heavy)
Anal Play (Medium)
Pantie Tasting (Medium)

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IMPORTANT INFO HERE:
As I said back on the first part this is like an alternate universe to the "Pathetic Excuse for a Boy/Melody's Enslavement" story line.

Again, there are a couple of reasons why you might want to pass on this one:
1. There is a lot of fat shaming. For the purposes of this story, she is fat. Her plumpness is occasionally referenced throughout the rest of my stories, but now it's a running theme, piggy jokes and jiggling all over the place. If you prefer not to imagine fat people in bondage, then you might want to skip this one. Also, if you don't want to read about people being ridiculed for being fat, you should also give it a pass.

2. Miss Fifi gets totally ruined. The whole story is about Marzipan and Melody getting revenge. It's a mean-spirited story with a lot of bad vibes. If you like Miss Fifi and don't want to read about her getting anally wrecked and humiliated, then you may want to pass.

All that said, this is NOT A CONTINUATION of the "Pathetic Excuse for a Boy/Melody's Enslavement." It's an alternate story line that's built on the events from the previously mentioned series of stories. Fifi isn't going to be bitch of the house from now on, just for this story (and any other chapters that may come into existence).

BACKGROUND INFO:
If you haven't read Pathetic Excuse for a Boy/Melody's Enslavement, then you might be concerned that you wont know what's going on.
Well fear not, because I manage to explain everything you need to know in the story.
It's not a super complicated story, just two paragraphs of exposition and you're good to go.

CHARACTERS:
Miss Fifi - She's the one getting the raw deal in this story. She's a pretty mean bitch, but does she deserve all of this? You decide.
Marzipan - (seen here tormenting another little boy who isn't even in this story) She's the one doing most of the abusing. She's a big mean horsey and she doesn't like the way her niece Melody has been treated by Fifi.
Melody - She's the victim from the previous stories. Now she's a smart-mouth little brat who shows no mercy. How fun!

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Useful Links:
There is an illustration for this story. Oh golly!
It doesn't match all the descriptions in the story 100%, but it's a decent reference for Fifi's humiliating pose.
Poor Fifi!
CLICK HERE IF YER A PERV", "writing": "[i]The following is a work of fiction that includes bondage, humiliation, domination, non-consensual sex, fat shaming, and flagellation. Unless that lists sounds appealing to you, I suggest you stop reading now. Continue at your own risk.[/i]\n\n[b]Chapter 2[/b]\n\nMelody was still rubbing the sleep out of her eyes as she strolled down the hall looking for her aunt Marzipan. Her first thought that morning had been of the previous night’s debauchery and she was hoping to find out what had become of her former mistress, Miss Fifi. She hadn’t even thought to get dressed properly, donning only an extra-long T-shirt and a pair of panties as she wandered the seemingly empty house. \n\nTurning the corner, there were no lights on in the kitchen and she couldn’t hear the TV coming from the living room either. She decided to scout the nursery to see if her aunt had already gotten a head start on tormenting Fifi this morning.\n\nSure enough, that whale of a Basset Hound had already been put on display and was awaiting Melody's arrival as the teenage filly walked through door of the nursery. The young mare stopped dead in her tracks when she saw what her aunt had done to the poor bitch. At first she looked shocked, but after she’d had a moment to process the pathetic display in front of her, she just shook her head and chuckled.\n\nOnce again, Fifi was being made to shamelessly display her naked body. This time, forced to remain squatting in a most undignified manner. Her thick bowed legs quivered, struggling to hold up the weight of her own fat body as she was forced to balance on the base of the unique square-shaped pillory in which she’d been imprisoned. Zip-ties around the back of her knees kept her legs painfully fastened to the vertical wooden pillars on either side of the base, forcing her flabby thighs far apart while a short chain of only twelve inches separated her ankle cuffs. Atop the short pillars was a pillory that held the bitch’s wrists and neck securely in its inflexible wooden grip. The square frame that held the pillory wasn't very tall, preventing her from standing up fully and stretching her legs. The poor canine hadn’t even been afforded the luxury of a diaper to conceal her privates, or catch her waste, meaning she simply had to hold it. Melody couldn’t be sure how long Fifi had spent in this terrible device already, but the expression of absolute suffering on the miserable bitch’s face made it clear that each minute was hell. \n\n\t“Looks like someone’s up early,” said Melody with a grin as she approached the harsh looking vertical pillory.\n\n\t“To be honest, I don’t think Fatso got any sleep last night,” responded aunt Marzipan with a laugh. “I came for her at dawn and she was still crying into her shitty diaper, just like we left her. I tell you, that ugly sow was quite a mess this morning. Right after I got her out of the breeding rack, I frog-tied her out back and hosed all the crud off her. Then I decided a little haircut was in order. I don’t think she’ll have clumps of shit stuck in her fur again anytime soon.”\n\n\t“Oh, I noticed. I love the new style, it suits her well,” said Melody as she looked over Fifi’s ravaged body. With the hound trapped in the infernal wooden bondage frame, she was forced to showcase the degrading punishment bestowed upon her by her former partner. Fifi whimpered sadly as the younger woman paced around her exposed body. The smirking filly snickered as she examined the pale, bald patches of skin where Marzipan had shaved the poor bitch, taking away much of her lovely fur.\n\nThe shave job had started, embarrassingly enough, with the bitch's fat rump. Her bare ass would be easier to wipe clean now that her pasty butt cheeks were totally smooth. Though, the humiliation didn’t stop there; the cruel horse even took the electric clippers between hound's flabby thighs and didn’t stop until her canine pussy was as bald as the day she was born. Tragically, it didn’t end there either. By the time Marzipan was through, Fifi’s entire front was shaved clean from her pussy all the way up to her collar bones. Of course, this included her massive, hanging tits, the likes of which Melody was inspecting right now.\n\n“I love these big, saggy fun-bags,” teased Melody as she crouched down in front of Fifi and looked the defeated bitch right in the face. She could see that there was still some defiance in the old slut's expression, but it was clear that she knew better than to resist. Even though there was no gag in her mouth at this point, Fifi dared not utter a word in Marzipan’s presence. Instead, she just looked up at Melody with sad, pleading eyes.\n\n“You going to squeal for me, Fatso?” asked Melody, before starting to sensually rub Fifi’s freshly shaven breasts. Having been thoroughly oiled up after her haircut, the bitch’s tits swung to and fro, gliding across the smooth surface of her hairless belly as Melody toyed with them. When the fickle girl eventually grew bored, she grabbed both of Fifi’s tender nipples and gave them a sharp wrenching causing the bitch to holler out in pain.\n\n“Hmm, that was okay, but not what I was hoping for,” teased Melody, slapping Fifi’s big bald gut with her open palm with so much force that the bitch's whole body rippled from the impact.\n\n“Well, what do you think we should do about that?” inquired Marzipan from the corner of the room where she had been watching since Melody arrived.\n\n“What do you mean?”\n\n“How are you going to teach your new pet to squeal?”\n\n“My pet? Do you mean she’s mine, like, permanently?”\n\n“Not quite,” said Marzipan, getting up out of her seat. She continued explaining as she lumbered toward the center of the nursery where Fifi and her niece had been getting reacquainted. “Like I said, we’re going to sell her off as a proper sex slave, but I thought you could help train her. She’s going to serve as your personal little piggy for the next month. You’ll call all the shots, seems fair enough to give you a chance as her mommy after she took advantage of you like that.”\n\n“A whole month?” responded Melody, her eyes growing wide with excitement. Last night, while Fifi was nose-deep in her soiled diapers, Melody had laid in bed for hours thinking of all sorts of diabolical punishments she’d like to put the bitch through. Now she’d have her chance. A whole month would be more than enough time to try everything she’d been planning, three times over probably. \n\n“You hear that? You’re mine now, you fucking land whale,” said Melody, grabbing Fifi by the ridiculous sprig of blonde hair sticking up on top of her head. “I hope you’re ready to get a taste of your own medicine, Fatso. I’ve got some really nasty plans for you.”\n\n“Please let me go,” cried Fifi, still struggling to keep her footing. Each time one of her legs gave out on her, she felt like she was being hanged by the wooden pillory locked securely around her neck. Marz had already put her through so much in the last few days and she was already well past her breaking point. There was no way she’d survive a month under the merciless care of Melody.\n\n“Oh, how cute, it thinks it has permission to speak,” chirped Melody in a condescending tone. After a moment’s pause, her face light up with inspiration. Smirking callously, she bent over and slid her panties down her long legs, teasing the helpless hound as she held her panties out to give her a good sniff. “I admit I was rather naughty last night, Miss Fatso. As you can probably tell from the smell, I was up half the night relieving all that sexual frustration and these panties soaked up the brunt of it. What kind of punishment are you going to give me for playing with myself, Miss Fatso?”\n\n“I’m sorry, I swear… ulp hmpgg,” grunted Fifi as the pair of very strong smelling cotton panties were shoved into her mouth while she begged for mercy. Melody just laughed at the poor sow as she stuffed the wad of flavorful wet fabric into the back of the bitch's muzzle with two fingers.\n\n“Don’t spit those out or I’ll make you eat them, Fatso. I hope you find the taste and aroma to your liking; I can’t wait to put your tongue to work for me later tonight,” said Melody, practically licking her chops as she saw Fifi blush a deep red. Turning back to her aunt, she continued. “Though, first, we have to teach our big fat porker to squeal like a real hog. Auntie, do you have any more of those zip-ties? I just need two.”\n\nFifi felt a surge of dread as she watched Marzipan hand her sick sadist of a niece the remaining zip-ties from her back pocket. The poor bitch couldn’t even imagine what Melody was planning to do with those awful things. The zip-ties behind her knees that kept her thighs splayed open were bad enough. The thin plastic bands dug into her chubby leg meat and it was all she could do to keep from gnashing her teeth from the pain. Worst of all, with her wrists locked securely on either side of her head, she was totally powerless to prevent Melody from carrying out whatever wicked plans she’d come up with.\n\nFifi's pleading was garbled by the panties in her throat as Melody began wrapping the first zip-tie around the frantic hound’s right breast. Though, the uncoherent mumbling gave way to desperate sobs as the brash young mare tightened the first plastic band around Fifi’s pendulous bosom. A moment later, the second zip-tie was snuggly tightened around the other breast. Within minutes, Fifi could feel her breasts beginning to ache.\n\n“Look at these big chewed up nips,” laughed Melody, watching as Fifi’s nipples stiffened up as result of her breast bondage. The vindictive teenager was thoroughly enjoying herself, teasing and caressing the bald-chested hound’s reddening teats. She loved watching her new plaything whimper and squirm.\n\nFifi continued to writhe disgracefully, unable to help herself, as Melody kneaded and fondled her increasingly sensitive tits. Again, the helpless former domme felt a surge of demonic pain shoot through her already battered and abused body as the young mare grabbed hold of her engorged nipples and gave them another sadistic twist. Once the initial shock had worn off, a terrible scream escaped from behind Fifi’s panty gag, followed by more pathetic sobbing as Melody finally loosened her grip.\n\n“That was better, but you’re still not quite squealing yet. Next time I want to hear your best piggy mating call okay, Fatso?”\n\nAgain, Melody viciously wrenched the bitch's teats, and this time Fifi have a shrill cry. It was as close to a piggy squeal as she could manage through the panties in her throat and it got her cruel handlers cackling with laughter.\n\n“Yes, yes, just like that,” jeered Melody, still crouched down in front of the blubbering slave, continuing to taunt her. “Keep going just like that.”\n\n“Eeeeeee! Eeeeeeeeeeeeee!” squealed Fifi as the vicious young mare slapped her right on her fat belly. Melody hit her again and again, causing the bitch's fat gut to sway side to side as her smooth, hairless belly was spanked ruthlessly.\n\n“What a disgusting sow you are,” said Melody, sneering as she shifted her focus to Fifi's swollen, throbbing tits.\n\nThe bitch’s breasts were becoming incredibly sensitive as the punishment went on, but her new owner didn’t seem to care one bit. Melody snickered as she playfully batted the floppy set of utters around like two heavy tether balls. Fifi whimpered and moaned as her heavy tits were slapped back and forth, but even this wasn’t enough to keep the horny little dominatrix's attention for long.\n\n“So smooth,” said Melody, running her hand across Fifi’s shaved crotch. She giggled as she felt the bitch’s shudder from her touch. The shaving had left her nether regions extra sensitive, and Fifi was twitching after just a few seconds of sensual petting. Though, she wouldn’t be allowed too much pleasure, and things suddenly went downhill for poor Fifi once again. She grunted and jerked her body up in surprise as she felt two thick Clydesdale fingers jammed up into her vulnerable pussy hole.\n\n“Yuck, loose and sloppy. You’re going to be an anal-only whore for sure,” teased Melody as she tickled the inside of the canine's cum-catcher with her dirty fingers.\n\n“Would we settle for any less?” chuckled Marzipan, approaching Fifi from behind. She was impressed with how quickly her niece was learning and couldn’t resist joining in the fun.\n\n“Good point; I can’t imagine a man alive who would hate his dick enough to stick it inside this ugly hog’s honey pot. A pig like this is only good for taking it in the shitter.”\n\n“Ugh pleef no,” begged Fifi through her gag. Tears streamed from her eyes as Melody began to pump her thick meaty fingers in and out of her cunt. Fifi's asshole still ached from night before and she couldn’t bear the idea of taking it up the tailhole for the rest of her life. Though, she quickly remembered her place as she heard Marzipan’s booming voice behind her.\n\n“How many times do I have to tell you?” asked Marzipan, shaking her head as she unbuckled her belt. \"You're nothing but brainless livestock now. No one cares what you think.\"\n\nA shiver ran up the disgraced hound’s spine when she heard the leather strap slip through the loops in Marzipan’s jeans. There was no doubt of what was coming; this wasn’t the first time she’d been disciplined for speaking out of line. Still, Fifi had no idea when she’d feel the sting of the belt. The pillory kept her squatting in the same painful position, unable to see what was coming up behind her. She looked to her left and to her right, and saw nothing besides her mitt-covered paws on either side of her head. With no other options, she stared straight ahead at Melody who was still crouched at her eye-level. Of course, the cold, heartless young domme didn’t give a damn either way, grinning madly as she continued to casually violate the miserable bitch.\n\n“You’re so silly, Fatso,” said Melody, chuckling as she looked into Fifi’s fear-filled eyes. “Piggies don’t know words. They have to speak with their bodies. If you don’t want your shithole to become your new pussy, you better show me how much you like having my unwashed fingers up your rotten old cum-trap. Gyrate those hips like a whore, shake those big saggy titties for me, and make sure to get that gelatinous gut of yours jiggling too. Oh, I almost forgot the most important part...” said Melody as she reached up and snatched her saliva soaked panties from the sorry bitch’s mouth with her one free hand. “I want to hear you snort like the big horny sow you are.”\n\n“Why are you doing this? Please let me go,” sobbed Fifi has she struggled to stay up on her feet. Her legs were almost like jelly now, shaking and twitching, barely able to hold her heavy body up in the degrading squatting position she'd been forced into. The burning in her fatigued muscles alone was nearly enough to drive her to tears, but she had no way to relax her legs for even a moment. If she let her body dip too low, she found herself being strangled by the hard, unforgiving wood of the vertical pillory. The suffering got to be enough that she felt no other recourse than continuing to plead for mercy, despite the repeated warnings that she was to be seen and not heard.\n\n“That’s enough! I'm getting sick of your bullshit, bitch,” hollered Marzipan as she brought her long leather belt down across Fifi’s wide-open back, eliciting a crack from the leather strap as well as a shriek from the startled canine. “Now get grunting and shake it for us, pig!”\n\nThe sharp sting of the belt was all the motivation Fifi needed. She mustered whatever strength she had left and began wriggling and shaking her hips as much as her restraints would allow her. The unforgiving zip-ties dug painfully into the soft flesh behind her knees as she rocked side to side in a sad, pathetic attempt at dancing. Her face was contorted in suffering as she tried to stifle her whining long enough to get off a nice degrading snort, but she apparently wasn’t quick enough.\n\nThe belt whooshed through the air and slapped Fifi right across her big round butt. Though, there was no respite between blows this time. Marzipan brought the belt back down across Fifi’s backside again and again with the speed and accuracy of an experienced domme. Each hit causing the bitch to involuntarily jerk her battered body upward slightly from the pain, not only dramatically increasing the passion of Fifi’s dancing, but also bringing no small amount of joy to Melody.\n\n“Yeah Fatso, do it just like that. Keep bobbing up and down on your own, I need to give my arm a break,” said Melody, still crouched with her fingers buried to the hilt in dog pussy. With each lashing, she could feel Fifi's pussy tighten up as the helpless bitch involuntarily thrust her body up and away from the source of the strike. Each time the filthy cur lurched upward, she came right back down on Melody’s big, broad fingers with a vulgar little grunt to show how much she enjoyed having her cervix tickled. As the beating went on, Fifi’s snatch began to get slippery and wet, earning further words of encouragement from her new owner. “Oh, you’re enjoying this now, aren’t you? C’mon, show me how happy you are. Oink for me Fatso. Oink for me.”\n\n“I’m happy! I’m happy!” bawled Fifi, recklessly disregarding her mistress’ orders. She didn’t even think she could snort like a pig, and remarkably still had enough dignity to not want to try. Though, after Melody managed to squeeze yet another finger inside the already stretched and aching pussy, the bitch quickly changed her mind and started to practice her oinking freely. Admittedly, Fifi’s first few attempts had been a bit too quiet and reserved, not nearly loud enough to be heard over the two Clydesdales as they joked about her plight.\n\n“I’m loving your new shaved ass, Fatso,” said Marzipan, nonchalantly whipping the pulsating old flea-bag. “I like being able to count the welts on your ugly hide as I beat your flabby old ass. I think we’ll have to keep your like this from now on. We want to make sure we show off your wonderful figure to any of the nice men who are thinking about purchasing you once you're properly trained.”\n\nFifi didn't have anything to say other than her usual groans and grunts, but Marzipan still didn't slow down. She was still waiting to hear some authentic pig noises, but she was done handing out reminders, content to keep wailing on the poor bitch until they came naturally.\n\nFortunately, the workhorse's arm was plenty strong, so she wouldn’t need a break anytime soon. She could easily spank every inch of this fat hog's body until it was beet red and still have energy left over to play with the strap-on before lunch. However, she still wasn’t finished with the slave's bulbous ass. It was already glowing bright red all over, but Marz didn’t care so long as the Fifi kept jerking her massive body around each time the belt came down across one of her stinging, swollen butt-cheeks.\n\n“I think she’s almost ready,” said Melody, noticing that the miserable dog was starting to finally call out her pitiful, piggy siren song. \n\nFifi had her mouth hung open rudely as she tried with all her might to snort, grunt, and oink her way out of this degrading and painful situation. She put all she had into it, fighting to have her humiliating pig calls heard over the ruckus of the nursery. Hardly a moment went by without the crack of the leather belt on Fifi’s rump, urging the sobbing bitch to keep dancing as she sang. The Pillory creaked and squeaked as Fifi thrashed about, but stayed sturdy as the spectacle continued on.\n\n“Good girl, Fatso. Keep going.\" cheered Melody. \n\nThe bitch was really putting on a show now. Drool ran from her chin and tears dripped from her muzzle as she swung her fat gut around in a display of total submission. Her bound chest ornaments slapped against her smooth belly as they flopped up and down, seemingly clapping in rhythm along with her humiliating snorts as the punishment continued.\n\n“What a dumb hog you are, Fatso. If only you could see how pathetic you look right now,” said Marzipan, finally bringing an end to the vicious whooping she’d given the quivering old cur. She grinned as she saw Fifi’s big blubbery-butt continue to clench up every few seconds out of pure reflex, apparently still expecting to get another blow from the strap.\n\n“Well, I think she makes an adorable little pet,” responded Melody as she pulled her fingers out of Fifi’s pussy. The vulgar young mare stood up, and held her gooey, nectar-coated fingers out for the tortured slave to taste. “Oh Fatso, would you be a dear and help me clean up? Your naughty cunt leaked all over my exquisite hand.” \n\nThe humiliating show was finally over, but the lessons taught would not soon be forgotten. Both mares still towered over Fifi, making it even more obvious just how low she’d sunk as she lapped the pussy juices from her mistress’ glistening fingers. Though, before the bitch could finish licking up all her tasty honey, Marzipan had already wandered off to find some more toys. Meanwhile, Melody continued shaming their new piggy slave.\n\n“I suppose you liked having your twat played with?” asked Melody, enjoying the hopeless look on her former mistress’ face as the bitch obediently licked between each and every one of her fingers. “Just don’t get used to it,\" continued Melody. \"I have a lot of plans for our month together, and none of them include getting you off. Though, you may want to remember that dance you did for us just now. That’s your piggy mating ritual now and you’ll be expected to do it on command no matter who's watching. I'm going to teach you lots of tricks to impress all your prospective buyers.”\n\n“Oh yeah, they’ll get a real kick out of that little stunt,” said Marzipan, returning to the rear of the pillory with some more accessories in hand. First, she pulled a leather hood over Fifi’s face, completely covering the sniveling hound's entire head except for her muzzle. After buckling it around her neck, Marzipan got to work tightening the laces on the back of the hood. Fifi whimpered as the laces were pulled taught and tied off; feeling claustrophobic in the skin-tight mask that covered eyes and ears completely.\n\n“Please, don’t sell me,” begged the blind bitch. As awful as the last two days had been, she knew it could be so much worse. For all the pain and abuse she’d been put through, her body was still completely intact. If she were sold into slavery, there no telling what kinds of sick alterations her new owner might make to her. Humiliating tattoos, whether applied with an ink gun or a branding iron, were a common for slaves, docked tails too. Worse yet, her new master could have her teeth pulled if he fancied a nice toothless cock warmer to slide into in the evening.\n\nOf course, Fifi knew Melody wouldn’t give up the opportunity for revenge. Still, the desperate hound hoped the budding little teenage domme wouldn’t go through with the plan to sell her into a life of sexual slavery. However, before she could say another word in her defense, Marzipan shoved a large rubber ball gag into Fifi's pleading mouth, shutting her up for good.\n\n“Maybe this will finally stop the pig-dog from barking so much,” said Marz as she secured the gag around the back of Fifi’s leather-clad skull. The mighty Clydesdale pulled the thick leather straps so tight that the heavy red ball gag was forced deep into the back of the bitch's mouth. Once buckled and locked into place, the massive gag kept Fifi’s muzzle propped open as her back teeth dug into the hard rubber, allowing nothing more than grunts and gurgling to escape her throat.\n\nNo longer able to beg for mercy, Fifi could only cry as she squirmed in her harsh bondage. Being blind and gagged certainly didn’t do anything to sooth the intense burning of her leg muscles as she was still forced to squat in the devious wooden pillory. Even after degrading herself in the most humiliating of ways, they refused to release her, and aside from a condescending pat on the head, they didn’t seem to respond to her pleading at all.\n\n“I can’t believe she’s still wasting her breath,” sneered Melody. “I saw we go get some breakfast. Maybe in a few hours she’ll have tired herself out and realized there's no talking her way out of this.”\n\n“You read my mind,” replied Marzipan. “But first, I think we ought to shove a plug in this fat slut's tailpipe to keep her from shitting all over the floor. Considering how much oatmeal I pumped into this hog's fat mouth the other day, she's probably due to go off at any minute.\"\n\n“No, no, no,” thought Fifi as she felt her bald butt-cheeks being parted. A moment later, a heavy steel butt plug was rammed into her quivering asshole making her cry out into her painfully large gag. Of course, her captors just laughed at her and continued on with their cruel plans unabated. Next, a fancy steel chastity belt was locked tightly around the bitch's waist, leaving her shaved pussy hidden completely behind a barrier of stainless steel.\n\n“Your worthless, ugly cunt is mine now,” said Marzipan, staring down at her pathetic piggy plaything with total contempt. “Now, you just sit here and think about your new life. Melody and I are going to go out for a nice, hot breakfast, but I’m sure we’ll be ready to play again when we get back.”\n\n“Yeah, and watch all the backtalk next time, or I’ll really make you sorry,” interjected Melody, delivering an unprovoked slap across the hound's face. The leather hood took much of the sting out of the little love tap, but it was still enough to provoke another round of powerful sobs from the helpless old bitch. This sparked yet another round of laughter from her captors.\n\nFeeling no remorse, the two snickering mares turned their back on the poor crying cur in the vertical pillory and left her alone to suffer in peace. Though, Fifi found little peace in her solitude. From the moment she heard the nursery door slam shut, she prayed they would return to release her from her from the cruel wooden frame. \n\nShe couldn’t even struggle anymore. She was just too tired and too sore. Her legs and back ached, burning and cramping constantly as she struggled to maintain her tortuous squatting position. As always, the zip-ties wrapped tightly behind her knees continued to dig deep into her leg fat each time she tried shifting her weight from one flimsy, overworked leg to the other. Her only hope was to try and stay as still as possible until her captors returned for her.\n\nThough, it wasn’t just her back or her legs making her miserable. Her breasts still throbbed painfully in their bondage while the oversized gag made it nearly impossible to breathe through her mouth. Unfortunately, her nose was totally useless, still clogged with runny snot as result of her constant sobbing. To make matters worse, the tight chastity belt cut into her soft, flabby waist and crotch, holding the massive plug securely in place. If felt like she had a fist lodged up her ass in addition to the ceaseless stinging of her freshly whipped and welted derriere.\n\nShe’d been tied, tortured, and butt-fucked. She had even been made to humiliate herself like a brainless animal. She’d been beaten at her own game, and she knew it. There was no doubt that when her captors returned, she'd be waiting quietly, ready to obediently follow whatever orders they might give her.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "The following is a work of fiction that includes bondage, humiliation, domination, non-consensual sex, fat shaming, and flagellation. Unless that lists sounds appealing to you, I suggest you stop reading now. Continue at your own risk.

Chapter 2

Melody was still rubbing the sleep out of her eyes as she strolled down the hall looking for her aunt Marzipan. Her first thought that morning had been of the previous night’s debauchery and she was hoping to find out what had become of her former mistress, Miss Fifi. She hadn’t even thought to get dressed properly, donning only an extra-long T-shirt and a pair of panties as she wandered the seemingly empty house.

Turning the corner, there were no lights on in the kitchen and she couldn’t hear the TV coming from the living room either. She decided to scout the nursery to see if her aunt had already gotten a head start on tormenting Fifi this morning.

Sure enough, that whale of a Basset Hound had already been put on display and was awaiting Melody's arrival as the teenage filly walked through door of the nursery. The young mare stopped dead in her tracks when she saw what her aunt had done to the poor bitch. At first she looked shocked, but after she’d had a moment to process the pathetic display in front of her, she just shook her head and chuckled.

Once again, Fifi was being made to shamelessly display her naked body. This time, forced to remain squatting in a most undignified manner. Her thick bowed legs quivered, struggling to hold up the weight of her own fat body as she was forced to balance on the base of the unique square-shaped pillory in which she’d been imprisoned. Zip-ties around the back of her knees kept her legs painfully fastened to the vertical wooden pillars on either side of the base, forcing her flabby thighs far apart while a short chain of only twelve inches separated her ankle cuffs. Atop the short pillars was a pillory that held the bitch’s wrists and neck securely in its inflexible wooden grip. The square frame that held the pillory wasn't very tall, preventing her from standing up fully and stretching her legs. The poor canine hadn’t even been afforded the luxury of a diaper to conceal her privates, or catch her waste, meaning she simply had to hold it. Melody couldn’t be sure how long Fifi had spent in this terrible device already, but the expression of absolute suffering on the miserable bitch’s face made it clear that each minute was hell.

\t“Looks like someone’s up early,” said Melody with a grin as she approached the harsh looking vertical pillory.

\t“To be honest, I don’t think Fatso got any sleep last night,” responded aunt Marzipan with a laugh. “I came for her at dawn and she was still crying into her shitty diaper, just like we left her. I tell you, that ugly sow was quite a mess this morning. Right after I got her out of the breeding rack, I frog-tied her out back and hosed all the crud off her. Then I decided a little haircut was in order. I don’t think she’ll have clumps of shit stuck in her fur again anytime soon.”

\t“Oh, I noticed. I love the new style, it suits her well,” said Melody as she looked over Fifi’s ravaged body. With the hound trapped in the infernal wooden bondage frame, she was forced to showcase the degrading punishment bestowed upon her by her former partner. Fifi whimpered sadly as the younger woman paced around her exposed body. The smirking filly snickered as she examined the pale, bald patches of skin where Marzipan had shaved the poor bitch, taking away much of her lovely fur.

The shave job had started, embarrassingly enough, with the bitch's fat rump. Her bare ass would be easier to wipe clean now that her pasty butt cheeks were totally smooth. Though, the humiliation didn’t stop there; the cruel horse even took the electric clippers between hound's flabby thighs and didn’t stop until her canine pussy was as bald as the day she was born. Tragically, it didn’t end there either. By the time Marzipan was through, Fifi’s entire front was shaved clean from her pussy all the way up to her collar bones. Of course, this included her massive, hanging tits, the likes of which Melody was inspecting right now.

“I love these big, saggy fun-bags,” teased Melody as she crouched down in front of Fifi and looked the defeated bitch right in the face. She could see that there was still some defiance in the old slut's expression, but it was clear that she knew better than to resist. Even though there was no gag in her mouth at this point, Fifi dared not utter a word in Marzipan’s presence. Instead, she just looked up at Melody with sad, pleading eyes.

“You going to squeal for me, Fatso?” asked Melody, before starting to sensually rub Fifi’s freshly shaven breasts. Having been thoroughly oiled up after her haircut, the bitch’s tits swung to and fro, gliding across the smooth surface of her hairless belly as Melody toyed with them. When the fickle girl eventually grew bored, she grabbed both of Fifi’s tender nipples and gave them a sharp wrenching causing the bitch to holler out in pain.

“Hmm, that was okay, but not what I was hoping for,” teased Melody, slapping Fifi’s big bald gut with her open palm with so much force that the bitch's whole body rippled from the impact.

“Well, what do you think we should do about that?” inquired Marzipan from the corner of the room where she had been watching since Melody arrived.

“What do you mean?”

“How are you going to teach your new pet to squeal?”

“My pet? Do you mean she’s mine, like, permanently?”

“Not quite,” said Marzipan, getting up out of her seat. She continued explaining as she lumbered toward the center of the nursery where Fifi and her niece had been getting reacquainted. “Like I said, we’re going to sell her off as a proper sex slave, but I thought you could help train her. She’s going to serve as your personal little piggy for the next month. You’ll call all the shots, seems fair enough to give you a chance as her mommy after she took advantage of you like that.”

“A whole month?” responded Melody, her eyes growing wide with excitement. Last night, while Fifi was nose-deep in her soiled diapers, Melody had laid in bed for hours thinking of all sorts of diabolical punishments she’d like to put the bitch through. Now she’d have her chance. A whole month would be more than enough time to try everything she’d been planning, three times over probably.

“You hear that? You’re mine now, you fucking land whale,” said Melody, grabbing Fifi by the ridiculous sprig of blonde hair sticking up on top of her head. “I hope you’re ready to get a taste of your own medicine, Fatso. I’ve got some really nasty plans for you.”

“Please let me go,” cried Fifi, still struggling to keep her footing. Each time one of her legs gave out on her, she felt like she was being hanged by the wooden pillory locked securely around her neck. Marz had already put her through so much in the last few days and she was already well past her breaking point. There was no way she’d survive a month under the merciless care of Melody.

“Oh, how cute, it thinks it has permission to speak,” chirped Melody in a condescending tone. After a moment’s pause, her face light up with inspiration. Smirking callously, she bent over and slid her panties down her long legs, teasing the helpless hound as she held her panties out to give her a good sniff. “I admit I was rather naughty last night, Miss Fatso. As you can probably tell from the smell, I was up half the night relieving all that sexual frustration and these panties soaked up the brunt of it. What kind of punishment are you going to give me for playing with myself, Miss Fatso?”

“I’m sorry, I swear… ulp hmpgg,” grunted Fifi as the pair of very strong smelling cotton panties were shoved into her mouth while she begged for mercy. Melody just laughed at the poor sow as she stuffed the wad of flavorful wet fabric into the back of the bitch's muzzle with two fingers.

“Don’t spit those out or I’ll make you eat them, Fatso. I hope you find the taste and aroma to your liking; I can’t wait to put your tongue to work for me later tonight,” said Melody, practically licking her chops as she saw Fifi blush a deep red. Turning back to her aunt, she continued. “Though, first, we have to teach our big fat porker to squeal like a real hog. Auntie, do you have any more of those zip-ties? I just need two.”

Fifi felt a surge of dread as she watched Marzipan hand her sick sadist of a niece the remaining zip-ties from her back pocket. The poor bitch couldn’t even imagine what Melody was planning to do with those awful things. The zip-ties behind her knees that kept her thighs splayed open were bad enough. The thin plastic bands dug into her chubby leg meat and it was all she could do to keep from gnashing her teeth from the pain. Worst of all, with her wrists locked securely on either side of her head, she was totally powerless to prevent Melody from carrying out whatever wicked plans she’d come up with.

Fifi's pleading was garbled by the panties in her throat as Melody began wrapping the first zip-tie around the frantic hound’s right breast. Though, the uncoherent mumbling gave way to desperate sobs as the brash young mare tightened the first plastic band around Fifi’s pendulous bosom. A moment later, the second zip-tie was snuggly tightened around the other breast. Within minutes, Fifi could feel her breasts beginning to ache.

“Look at these big chewed up nips,” laughed Melody, watching as Fifi’s nipples stiffened up as result of her breast bondage. The vindictive teenager was thoroughly enjoying herself, teasing and caressing the bald-chested hound’s reddening teats. She loved watching her new plaything whimper and squirm.

Fifi continued to writhe disgracefully, unable to help herself, as Melody kneaded and fondled her increasingly sensitive tits. Again, the helpless former domme felt a surge of demonic pain shoot through her already battered and abused body as the young mare grabbed hold of her engorged nipples and gave them another sadistic twist. Once the initial shock had worn off, a terrible scream escaped from behind Fifi’s panty gag, followed by more pathetic sobbing as Melody finally loosened her grip.

“That was better, but you’re still not quite squealing yet. Next time I want to hear your best piggy mating call okay, Fatso?”

Again, Melody viciously wrenched the bitch's teats, and this time Fifi have a shrill cry. It was as close to a piggy squeal as she could manage through the panties in her throat and it got her cruel handlers cackling with laughter.

“Yes, yes, just like that,” jeered Melody, still crouched down in front of the blubbering slave, continuing to taunt her. “Keep going just like that.”

“Eeeeeee! Eeeeeeeeeeeeee!” squealed Fifi as the vicious young mare slapped her right on her fat belly. Melody hit her again and again, causing the bitch's fat gut to sway side to side as her smooth, hairless belly was spanked ruthlessly.

“What a disgusting sow you are,” said Melody, sneering as she shifted her focus to Fifi's swollen, throbbing tits.

The bitch’s breasts were becoming incredibly sensitive as the punishment went on, but her new owner didn’t seem to care one bit. Melody snickered as she playfully batted the floppy set of utters around like two heavy tether balls. Fifi whimpered and moaned as her heavy tits were slapped back and forth, but even this wasn’t enough to keep the horny little dominatrix's attention for long.

“So smooth,” said Melody, running her hand across Fifi’s shaved crotch. She giggled as she felt the bitch’s shudder from her touch. The shaving had left her nether regions extra sensitive, and Fifi was twitching after just a few seconds of sensual petting. Though, she wouldn’t be allowed too much pleasure, and things suddenly went downhill for poor Fifi once again. She grunted and jerked her body up in surprise as she felt two thick Clydesdale fingers jammed up into her vulnerable pussy hole.

“Yuck, loose and sloppy. You’re going to be an anal-only whore for sure,” teased Melody as she tickled the inside of the canine's cum-catcher with her dirty fingers.

“Would we settle for any less?” chuckled Marzipan, approaching Fifi from behind. She was impressed with how quickly her niece was learning and couldn’t resist joining in the fun.

“Good point; I can’t imagine a man alive who would hate his dick enough to stick it inside this ugly hog’s honey pot. A pig like this is only good for taking it in the shitter.”

“Ugh pleef no,” begged Fifi through her gag. Tears streamed from her eyes as Melody began to pump her thick meaty fingers in and out of her cunt. Fifi's asshole still ached from night before and she couldn’t bear the idea of taking it up the tailhole for the rest of her life. Though, she quickly remembered her place as she heard Marzipan’s booming voice behind her.

“How many times do I have to tell you?” asked Marzipan, shaking her head as she unbuckled her belt. "You're nothing but brainless livestock now. No one cares what you think."

A shiver ran up the disgraced hound’s spine when she heard the leather strap slip through the loops in Marzipan’s jeans. There was no doubt of what was coming; this wasn’t the first time she’d been disciplined for speaking out of line. Still, Fifi had no idea when she’d feel the sting of the belt. The pillory kept her squatting in the same painful position, unable to see what was coming up behind her. She looked to her left and to her right, and saw nothing besides her mitt-covered paws on either side of her head. With no other options, she stared straight ahead at Melody who was still crouched at her eye-level. Of course, the cold, heartless young domme didn’t give a damn either way, grinning madly as she continued to casually violate the miserable bitch.

“You’re so silly, Fatso,” said Melody, chuckling as she looked into Fifi’s fear-filled eyes. “Piggies don’t know words. They have to speak with their bodies. If you don’t want your shithole to become your new pussy, you better show me how much you like having my unwashed fingers up your rotten old cum-trap. Gyrate those hips like a whore, shake those big saggy titties for me, and make sure to get that gelatinous gut of yours jiggling too. Oh, I almost forgot the most important part...” said Melody as she reached up and snatched her saliva soaked panties from the sorry bitch’s mouth with her one free hand. “I want to hear you snort like the big horny sow you are.”

“Why are you doing this? Please let me go,” sobbed Fifi has she struggled to stay up on her feet. Her legs were almost like jelly now, shaking and twitching, barely able to hold her heavy body up in the degrading squatting position she'd been forced into. The burning in her fatigued muscles alone was nearly enough to drive her to tears, but she had no way to relax her legs for even a moment. If she let her body dip too low, she found herself being strangled by the hard, unforgiving wood of the vertical pillory. The suffering got to be enough that she felt no other recourse than continuing to plead for mercy, despite the repeated warnings that she was to be seen and not heard.

“That’s enough! I'm getting sick of your bullshit, bitch,” hollered Marzipan as she brought her long leather belt down across Fifi’s wide-open back, eliciting a crack from the leather strap as well as a shriek from the startled canine. “Now get grunting and shake it for us, pig!”

The sharp sting of the belt was all the motivation Fifi needed. She mustered whatever strength she had left and began wriggling and shaking her hips as much as her restraints would allow her. The unforgiving zip-ties dug painfully into the soft flesh behind her knees as she rocked side to side in a sad, pathetic attempt at dancing. Her face was contorted in suffering as she tried to stifle her whining long enough to get off a nice degrading snort, but she apparently wasn’t quick enough.

The belt whooshed through the air and slapped Fifi right across her big round butt. Though, there was no respite between blows this time. Marzipan brought the belt back down across Fifi’s backside again and again with the speed and accuracy of an experienced domme. Each hit causing the bitch to involuntarily jerk her battered body upward slightly from the pain, not only dramatically increasing the passion of Fifi’s dancing, but also bringing no small amount of joy to Melody.

“Yeah Fatso, do it just like that. Keep bobbing up and down on your own, I need to give my arm a break,” said Melody, still crouched with her fingers buried to the hilt in dog pussy. With each lashing, she could feel Fifi's pussy tighten up as the helpless bitch involuntarily thrust her body up and away from the source of the strike. Each time the filthy cur lurched upward, she came right back down on Melody’s big, broad fingers with a vulgar little grunt to show how much she enjoyed having her cervix tickled. As the beating went on, Fifi’s snatch began to get slippery and wet, earning further words of encouragement from her new owner. “Oh, you’re enjoying this now, aren’t you? C’mon, show me how happy you are. Oink for me Fatso. Oink for me.”

“I’m happy! I’m happy!” bawled Fifi, recklessly disregarding her mistress’ orders. She didn’t even think she could snort like a pig, and remarkably still had enough dignity to not want to try. Though, after Melody managed to squeeze yet another finger inside the already stretched and aching pussy, the bitch quickly changed her mind and started to practice her oinking freely. Admittedly, Fifi’s first few attempts had been a bit too quiet and reserved, not nearly loud enough to be heard over the two Clydesdales as they joked about her plight.

“I’m loving your new shaved ass, Fatso,” said Marzipan, nonchalantly whipping the pulsating old flea-bag. “I like being able to count the welts on your ugly hide as I beat your flabby old ass. I think we’ll have to keep your like this from now on. We want to make sure we show off your wonderful figure to any of the nice men who are thinking about purchasing you once you're properly trained.”

Fifi didn't have anything to say other than her usual groans and grunts, but Marzipan still didn't slow down. She was still waiting to hear some authentic pig noises, but she was done handing out reminders, content to keep wailing on the poor bitch until they came naturally.

Fortunately, the workhorse's arm was plenty strong, so she wouldn’t need a break anytime soon. She could easily spank every inch of this fat hog's body until it was beet red and still have energy left over to play with the strap-on before lunch. However, she still wasn’t finished with the slave's bulbous ass. It was already glowing bright red all over, but Marz didn’t care so long as the Fifi kept jerking her massive body around each time the belt came down across one of her stinging, swollen butt-cheeks.

“I think she’s almost ready,” said Melody, noticing that the miserable dog was starting to finally call out her pitiful, piggy siren song.

Fifi had her mouth hung open rudely as she tried with all her might to snort, grunt, and oink her way out of this degrading and painful situation. She put all she had into it, fighting to have her humiliating pig calls heard over the ruckus of the nursery. Hardly a moment went by without the crack of the leather belt on Fifi’s rump, urging the sobbing bitch to keep dancing as she sang. The Pillory creaked and squeaked as Fifi thrashed about, but stayed sturdy as the spectacle continued on.

“Good girl, Fatso. Keep going." cheered Melody.

The bitch was really putting on a show now. Drool ran from her chin and tears dripped from her muzzle as she swung her fat gut around in a display of total submission. Her bound chest ornaments slapped against her smooth belly as they flopped up and down, seemingly clapping in rhythm along with her humiliating snorts as the punishment continued.

“What a dumb hog you are, Fatso. If only you could see how pathetic you look right now,” said Marzipan, finally bringing an end to the vicious whooping she’d given the quivering old cur. She grinned as she saw Fifi’s big blubbery-butt continue to clench up every few seconds out of pure reflex, apparently still expecting to get another blow from the strap.

“Well, I think she makes an adorable little pet,” responded Melody as she pulled her fingers out of Fifi’s pussy. The vulgar young mare stood up, and held her gooey, nectar-coated fingers out for the tortured slave to taste. “Oh Fatso, would you be a dear and help me clean up? Your naughty cunt leaked all over my exquisite hand.”

The humiliating show was finally over, but the lessons taught would not soon be forgotten. Both mares still towered over Fifi, making it even more obvious just how low she’d sunk as she lapped the pussy juices from her mistress’ glistening fingers. Though, before the bitch could finish licking up all her tasty honey, Marzipan had already wandered off to find some more toys. Meanwhile, Melody continued shaming their new piggy slave.

“I suppose you liked having your twat played with?” asked Melody, enjoying the hopeless look on her former mistress’ face as the bitch obediently licked between each and every one of her fingers. “Just don’t get used to it," continued Melody. "I have a lot of plans for our month together, and none of them include getting you off. Though, you may want to remember that dance you did for us just now. That’s your piggy mating ritual now and you’ll be expected to do it on command no matter who's watching. I'm going to teach you lots of tricks to impress all your prospective buyers.”

“Oh yeah, they’ll get a real kick out of that little stunt,” said Marzipan, returning to the rear of the pillory with some more accessories in hand. First, she pulled a leather hood over Fifi’s face, completely covering the sniveling hound's entire head except for her muzzle. After buckling it around her neck, Marzipan got to work tightening the laces on the back of the hood. Fifi whimpered as the laces were pulled taught and tied off; feeling claustrophobic in the skin-tight mask that covered eyes and ears completely.

“Please, don’t sell me,” begged the blind bitch. As awful as the last two days had been, she knew it could be so much worse. For all the pain and abuse she’d been put through, her body was still completely intact. If she were sold into slavery, there no telling what kinds of sick alterations her new owner might make to her. Humiliating tattoos, whether applied with an ink gun or a branding iron, were a common for slaves, docked tails too. Worse yet, her new master could have her teeth pulled if he fancied a nice toothless cock warmer to slide into in the evening.

Of course, Fifi knew Melody wouldn’t give up the opportunity for revenge. Still, the desperate hound hoped the budding little teenage domme wouldn’t go through with the plan to sell her into a life of sexual slavery. However, before she could say another word in her defense, Marzipan shoved a large rubber ball gag into Fifi's pleading mouth, shutting her up for good.

“Maybe this will finally stop the pig-dog from barking so much,” said Marz as she secured the gag around the back of Fifi’s leather-clad skull. The mighty Clydesdale pulled the thick leather straps so tight that the heavy red ball gag was forced deep into the back of the bitch's mouth. Once buckled and locked into place, the massive gag kept Fifi’s muzzle propped open as her back teeth dug into the hard rubber, allowing nothing more than grunts and gurgling to escape her throat.

No longer able to beg for mercy, Fifi could only cry as she squirmed in her harsh bondage. Being blind and gagged certainly didn’t do anything to sooth the intense burning of her leg muscles as she was still forced to squat in the devious wooden pillory. Even after degrading herself in the most humiliating of ways, they refused to release her, and aside from a condescending pat on the head, they didn’t seem to respond to her pleading at all.

“I can’t believe she’s still wasting her breath,” sneered Melody. “I saw we go get some breakfast. Maybe in a few hours she’ll have tired herself out and realized there's no talking her way out of this.”

“You read my mind,” replied Marzipan. “But first, I think we ought to shove a plug in this fat slut's tailpipe to keep her from shitting all over the floor. Considering how much oatmeal I pumped into this hog's fat mouth the other day, she's probably due to go off at any minute."

“No, no, no,” thought Fifi as she felt her bald butt-cheeks being parted. A moment later, a heavy steel butt plug was rammed into her quivering asshole making her cry out into her painfully large gag. Of course, her captors just laughed at her and continued on with their cruel plans unabated. Next, a fancy steel chastity belt was locked tightly around the bitch's waist, leaving her shaved pussy hidden completely behind a barrier of stainless steel.

“Your worthless, ugly cunt is mine now,” said Marzipan, staring down at her pathetic piggy plaything with total contempt. “Now, you just sit here and think about your new life. Melody and I are going to go out for a nice, hot breakfast, but I’m sure we’ll be ready to play again when we get back.”

“Yeah, and watch all the backtalk next time, or I’ll really make you sorry,” interjected Melody, delivering an unprovoked slap across the hound's face. The leather hood took much of the sting out of the little love tap, but it was still enough to provoke another round of powerful sobs from the helpless old bitch. This sparked yet another round of laughter from her captors.

Feeling no remorse, the two snickering mares turned their back on the poor crying cur in the vertical pillory and left her alone to suffer in peace. Though, Fifi found little peace in her solitude. From the moment she heard the nursery door slam shut, she prayed they would return to release her from her from the cruel wooden frame.

She couldn’t even struggle anymore. She was just too tired and too sore. Her legs and back ached, burning and cramping constantly as she struggled to maintain her tortuous squatting position. As always, the zip-ties wrapped tightly behind her knees continued to dig deep into her leg fat each time she tried shifting her weight from one flimsy, overworked leg to the other. Her only hope was to try and stay as still as possible until her captors returned for her.

Though, it wasn’t just her back or her legs making her miserable. Her breasts still throbbed painfully in their bondage while the oversized gag made it nearly impossible to breathe through her mouth. Unfortunately, her nose was totally useless, still clogged with runny snot as result of her constant sobbing. To make matters worse, the tight chastity belt cut into her soft, flabby waist and crotch, holding the massive plug securely in place. If felt like she had a fist lodged up her ass in addition to the ceaseless stinging of her freshly whipped and welted derriere.

She’d been tied, tortured, and butt-fucked. She had even been made to humiliate herself like a brainless animal. She’d been beaten at her own game, and she knew it. There was no doubt that when her captors returned, she'd be waiting quietly, ready to obediently follow whatever orders they might give her.

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