My thai Part 5 [M/f] [CNC]

My thai Part 5

Lucy continued. “You now are a possession belonging to your husband. Your new life is to serve us in whatever way we desire. If you try to divorce him, you will be a penniless and worthless woman. If you run away, the same fate awaits you. By serving us, you retain a purpose and a use, without us, you don’t. Do you understand?

Stunned at the speed of my fall from grace and seemingly without any options, I meekly replied “Yes.” A swift, hard slap to my cheek accompanied by a shriek of “That’s Yes, Mistress, pig! You will address me that way when you speak to me. And you will refer to your husband as Sir!”

“Yes, Mistress.” I said, my cheek stinging and tasting blood on my lip.

“Good. Now, a few changes. I’m going shopping today for you pig. You hardly deserve my time and effort and will repay me for it soon. Although you will remain naked in the house, you need clothing to run errands for us. Your uniform will be of my choosing and will include tight tops, short skirts and high heels. You will wear the heels nonstop, even while in bed as Sir has decreed this.”

Another symbol of my descent flashed in front of me. In my narrow view of our culture, high heels are worn by prostitutes that walk the dark alleys of the city, plying their trade and exchanging their bodies for cash, not by decent women.

She continued. “Washing other than your cunt and ass is a privilege and prohibited without permission. You will get used to smelling and living like a pig and thank us for keeping, housing and feeding you.”

I bowed my head in shame and a tear fell onto my leg, much to Lucy’s sadistic delight.

She continued. “And a few more changes are planned as well. As I’m sure you’ve noticed, you and I share a body type. Sir likes my body immensely and enjoys making love to me, but he is a talented, vigorous man and has desires beyond the sweet lovemaking we share. To accommodate his needs, we are going to modify your body to expand his readily available sexual inventory.“

“No!” Slipped from my lips and I received a punch to the temple that made me see stars in return.

“Stupid pig! How many times will it take? Lick my feet to show you’re sorry.”

Removing her shoe, she reached her foot out and I dutifully did as ordered, running my tongue over and between her toes and licking the bottoms of her feet. She leaned back and closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation. Little did I know at this point that this act would become a frequent task for me in the months to come.

Lucy spoke after a few moments of peace, her tone more conciliatory. “Be careful pig. What is planned can be better or worse for you depending on your behavior and compliance. It would be best for you to show us gratitude for keeping and housing you rather than disposing of you.”

A shudder of dread overcame me at these words. My mind, although reeling from the situation I found myself in, started to function and although not consciously, I discerned a dark indication of my expendability to my depraved captors. Looking back, this is when I began to comply as a survival instinct.

She went on. “Sir wants you to look like a whore since that is your only use other than your domestic duties. You and I have an appointment next week with a plastic surgeon to enhance your breasts to increase their size. Your nipples, clit and labia will be pierced and we will increase the gage size of the bars and rings as quickly as possible. You will be responsible for keeping the piercings and incisions clean as they heal. This will be a challenge as pigs don’t usually wash and you will wash only the affected areas. Don’t get lazy or you will get infected and punished. Now, get on with your duties. We will have a fashion show this evening when you model what I buy for you.”

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