Mistress Alana took me to a field trip Sunday. We went to Julian, which is an old gold mining town in the mountains near San Diego. It was fun to get out of the house, and their were lots of nice little shops.

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Well my new lickable pussy, also affectionately known as the bald beaver, got enjoyed Saturday night by Mistress Alana. She had tightly tied me to the bed naked, and started by kissing me. First on the lips, some nice French kisses, then wandering over to my earlobes and neck. She then gave my breasts some attention, and they liked it. Then she left a trail a kiss down my tummy to (giggles) my hairless place.

I was a bit anxious for her to get there, as it had been awhile, since mmmm her last visit. I whispered that I was happy she was doing this. She paused, and said “Doing what slave? You have to ask me if you want something.” I guess once again she wanted to show me my place. So I said, “Yes Mistress. Would you please pleasure me with your tongue?” She laughed at that. Then Mistress spoke again, “You seem to forget sometime what you are…you are a slave…nothing but a fucking useless slave…I own your ass…if you want me to lick you, then ask….no make that beg…for me to enjoy your Chinese cunt!” I blushed and replied, “Yes Mistress, this worthless slave sometimes forgets her place. I humble ask you to lick my pus…I mean my cunt, my worthless Chinese cunt.”

She glanced up at me and smiled, “That’s better slave.” Then she went to work down there. She quickly got me quite aroused and I was looking forward to my orgasm. “Almost there Mistress” I whispered. She stopped, looked up and pinched my nipples. She glared at me, “What did you say , you stupid cunt?” Her tone of voice told me she was quite upset. “I just said that I was close to orgasm Mistress” I replied.  “I know slave”, Mistess spoke again, “but slaves don’t cum without permission, and if you want that permission you need to beg…and beg damn good.”

Then Mistress went back to doing what she was doing and I felt myself getting aroused again. I knew I needed permission soon. So I started asking for it. “Please Mistress may I cum…may your slave be granted permission to cum, my wonderful Mistress…….Mistress may your Chinese girl cum…I so close , oh please Mistress I beg of you let this useless Chinese cunt cum”. She just laughed and got up. “Horney little bitch aren’t you pet?” she said. I blushed and said, “Yes Mistress…and you can get me so excited…I beg for release….please Mistress allow this stupid worthless Chinese cunt to cum.”

Mistress smiled at me, “You are learning slave, so I will do that for you”. She then lowered her head and mmmmmmmmmm I soon had a wonderful orgasm!

I spent the week adjusting to my new shaved look. I mean I never thought much of the way I looked down there before. I mean as long as there were no hairs poking out the edge of my bikini things were fine. Now I catch myself looking at it every time I get out of the shower.

Mistress Alana tells me I will get used to it because I will bare there forever. That is the way a slave should be she tells me. So if that is the way it will be I guess I will eventually get used to it.

If I seem a little down today it is because at my weigh in I had not lost any weight. So now I have to lose 3 pounds in a week. Mistress was upset with me too. She told me “I would hate to be in your skin slave, if you don’t make your weight goal next Saturday”. I am not sure what she will do to me then, but I know it will not be pleasant. So much for enjoying a holiday weekend.

Sorry for being so behind on my postings.

Well I had a nice lunch last Saturday. I couldn’t help thinking about getting shaved during lunch though. Then Mistress sent me back to my room after lunch for a couple more hours. So I had some more time to think! Finally she let me out and I went with her to the room where I would get shaved. She had me undress and put leather restraints on my wrists and ankles. Then I had to get up on this padded table that had O rings all around the edge of it. Mistress quickly secured me to the table with chain and padlocks in a spread eagle position. My legs were open wide and any modesty I had, was eliminated by being displayed like this. Then I had to “ask” to be shaved. I did so, but I felt humiliated doing it. Then Mistress took a final picture of my “hairy” self. Then she used a used a warm wet wash towel, some shaving cream, and a a razor to shave me bare of any pubic hair. I now had a bare beaver. After making sure that she did not miss any spots, she cleaned off the last of the shaving cream and took another picture of my new shaved self. Mistress Alana then instructed me that from now on I would be required to keep myself nicely shaved, with no stubble, or as she put it “to be always lickable”. After this she let me return to my room. While there I went to the mirror to look at myself there. Although it is a rather small change in my appearance I feel so much different now.

Well once again it was time to visit my friend (and sometime enemy) the bathroom scale. Today the news was mixed…the good news being that I did not gain any weight…the bad news being that I did not lose any. Now I only have 2 weeks to lose 3 pounds! I have to do it somehow as I don’t want to have to be a pig girl again. Although from the comments I received, some of you seemed to enjoy the fact that I was one, and are probably rooting against me.

After my weigh in Mistress informed me that she would be shaving off all of my pubic hair tonight. I don’t have that much down there, just a nicely trimmed strip of hair, but it will soon be gone. Mistress Alana described it as having a “bare beaver”. But what does that part of a girl have in common with a forest animal? I don’t understand English slang sometimes.

Well I have to go now to eat dinner and then get my haircut.

It was good not to have to be a piggie girl this week. However, Mistress did keep me on a leash and had me either walk behind her or I was on all fours when she took me out of my room. I guess she does this to remind me that I am owned. although I certainly know that I am a slave. I spent most of the week cleaning her house when she was not with a client. So not much training was done this week. Still I do have my weigh in Saturday to look forward to.

My Mistress’s birthday was last Sunday. We went out to nice Italian place for dinner and then we went home and I had to please her in bed. She told me that I am doing better. That made me happy. (Sorry for the short post but I am trying to get caught up on my blog today.)

Well after getting thoroughly humiliated Friday in the mud, I was hoping my Saturday weigh in would go well. I did not want another week of being a piggie girl. After my shower I did spend a bit of time thinking about my slave life. It has not been at times what I expected. I willingly became a slave because I cared deeply about Mistress Alana. I wanted to please her and make her happy. At times I feel she cares deeply about me, but at other times I wonder how she views me. Perhaps it is because I can not think as a Mistress? I don’t know, I guess it was being pushed into the mud by her and having to roll around in it. I do trust her, and think it will all make sense in the future.

Well Saturday I got weighed again. I was relieved to learn that I had lost a pound, but reminded that I did have to lose 3 more pounds by June 2 which is only 3 weeks away! Arrgghh, a slave girl’s life is never easy. But this is the life I chose.

Mistress came and got me today (Friday). I thought it was for lunch, but she lead me on a walk outside. I was on all fours. It was nice to feel the sun on my bare skin. She walked me around her backyard. She had a small digital camera with her so I thought she might want to get some nudie pics of me. Instead she lead me to where the ground had been dug up to make a small garden in the future and unclipped my leash from my collar. She had run water on the dirt and it was now mud. Then she said, “Get in the mud and roll around. I want to see you covered in mud from head to toe.” I grimaced , not wanting to do that, but knowing that I had to. I started to slowly crawl into the mud. Mistress then went behind me and pushed me into it with her foot. She pushed me hard and I landed in the mud with a splash. Then I had to roll around in it, like some farm animal. I felt degraded and humiliated. My long black hair was covered in mud, as was all of me. Then Mistress started taking pictures of me. I guess to record the moment. Then I had to stand and she took some glamor pictures of me as she directed me on how to pose. I did not feel glamorous, and being called things like “Oh what a sexy Chinese piggie” did not help, but still I tried to smile and do my best ay modeling in the mud.  Finally she hosed the mud off me with a garden hose and lead me back inside to my room. Before locking me inside she said, “I do hope you lost that pound. We will find out Saturday. But then again maybe you like being a pig girl”. I could say nothing. I was still humiliated by the experience. I just took a long shower, trying to get all the mud out of my hair.

I have had to spend the week naked and not allowed to speak except to “oink” replies to Mistress Alana’s questions. When she takes me out of my room I am on all fours with a leash and collar. She tells me that little piggies need to be exercised to lose weight.  I so miss being able to talk with Mistress. I have also felt degraded this week having to act like this. I guess it is just part of my training. But I do hope I lose that extra pound so I will not have to go through with this for another week? We will find out Saturday.