It started with me quietly painting my face as a piggie while my partner was resting. It was my first time wearing face paint with someone in person and just walking out to him with a piggy face painted was enough to embarrass me a little as it was. But that was just the start :)

Being something of a first time experience, we didn't do too much. He enjoys torturing my balls, and it started with him squeezing and gently slapping them, making me moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure until I couldn't take more.

We knelt on the bed, giving me a moment to recover while he wrote all over my body - writing 'pathetic' and 'fat whore' on my legs and that I am his piggy slut over my chest in lipstick. The soft feel of lipstick on my skin made me both aroused and ashamed at knowing everything he write felt so true. That was when the real fun began...

I dropped some cookies on to the middle of the bed and knelt silently watching as he covered the cookies and sheets in his warm, golden pee. As he finished peeing, he didn't have to say a word for me to start licking up the now warm, soggy and falling apart cookies into my mouth, enjoying the sensation of his fresh pee mixed with the sweet taste as I swallowed each mouthful. His pee formed puddles around my knees and soaked my legs as I knelt licking up every crumb I could, enjoying the experience of allowing myself to be less than human before him.

Once the cookies were finished, he wrapped my eyes in bondage tape as a makeshift, but exceptionally good blindfold. I had a cake ready to be devoured whole, but before I knew what was happening I felt something sticky press against my lips. Without hesitation I opened my mouth and took his cake covered toes gently between my teeth, licking chocolate cream off his soft soles. I quickly allowed myself to enjoy the embarrassment of my predicament and continue to worship his sticky, cake covered feet, lapping up every crumb I could reach while allowing my tongue to explore between his toes.

After what seemed a long time, his feet pulled back away from my face. I felt the cold, plastic tray of the cake placed on my body and knew what he wanted - my face buried in chocolatey mess. Before complying, I begged for him to spit over the remains of the cake and I felt both lucky and humiliated to have the blindfold removed and be allowed to watch as he dribbled saliva over the mess before me. It didn't take long for his hand to be in the back of my head as he forced me face down against the chocolate mess that was mixed with his fresh saliva and now cold pee that still soaked the bed. I took my first bite, taking as much as I could into my mouth, chocolate cream covering my face and hair making it hard to breathe. I enjoyed his touch as he kept my face in the mess before me, as I took more big bites and licked up as much as I could as I felt him judge just how much of a fat, filthy piggy I really can be.

Once the cake was gone, I realised I had eaten the entire thing in one go sat still enjoying the feeling of embarrassment and shame. But he had other ideas, as I was told to clean myself up before kneeling between his legs and pleasing him with my tongue.