On Saturday Mistress wanted me to tell everyone reading my blog that I had failed at my weigh in. then I returned to her and she had me get inside a very small cage. I had to kneel and then bend forward to fit. I could not move at all in it. Then she locked me inside. She left the room. I had to stay inside for a long time like that. Then she returned, and asked “What are you?” I replied, “I am your slave. A slave who failed you today Mistress Alana. A slave who deserves to be punished.” She continued, “You are all that and more. You are a worthless Chinese pig. I want you to say that and convince me that you believe it.” Trembling as I spoke I continued, “I am a worthless Chinese pig. My only purpose is to make you happy and I failed. I deserve to be punished and suffer. I need to learn to do as you say. Please teach me in any way you desire.”

Then she let me out. It took awhile before I could stand and walk. But when I could she told me to walk over to a padded bench and lie face down on it. My wrists were attached to cuffs on the front legs, and my ankles were roped together. Straps encircled me at different places to hold me to the bench. Then she got a crop and began to hit the bottom of my feet. She began gently, but soon increased the force. Soon I was screaming. Mistress decreased the pace, but kept the force the same. I don’t know how long it lasted, it seemed like forever. Then she stopped and untied me. I got up but could not stand and walk, I could only crawl due to the pain. “Get your worthless ass back into your room NOW!” Mistress Alana commanded. She used her crop on my butt to “encourage” me to move faster. Then she locked me inside for the night.

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.

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.

My ass is red and it hurts. I have been spanked and paddled before, but never have I seen my butt so red. I laid on my tummy on the bed and cried unless Mistress came to get me for dinner. She told me that I needed to remain nude. “Pigs don’t wear clothes” she said. I had to crawl from my room to the kitchen to help with dinner. But the worst part was having to oink in response to questions she asked me during dinner. For some reason I find that so humiliating to do.

I ate dinner and then was told to crawl to Mistress Alana’s room. She fastened a chain to my ankle as before. Then I was told to pleasure her with my mouth and tongue. I did so without speaking. Later that night I lay awake thinking my day.

Mistress woke me up in the morning. I made us breakfast and then crawled back to my own room where Mistress told me I would stay until she had need of me.

Why is it that time slows down when you waiting to get punished? I could not get into watching tv as my mind wandered too much. I was an odd feeling, I wanted Mistress Alana to let me out of my room, but then again I wasn’t looking forward to getting out because I knew i would be punished then.

Then the door to my room opened and it was time to go. “You will follow me on your hands and knees”, Mistress spoke to me, “as a reminder to you that you are a little Chinese piggie. From this point on, until I tell you otherwise, you are not to speak to me in English. You are to speak in pig, one oink for no, two oinks for yes. Now get on all fours piggie and let’s practice”. I got on all fours. Mistress Alana began, “OK say no”. I felt so humiliated now, but I oinked once for her. She smirked, “Come on piggie you can do better than that. Let’s hear you day yes and say it loudly”. Why did she have to humiliate me like this? Couldn’t she just punish me? I would learn from that. Still I knew I had to do as told, so I oinked twice loudly. “Very good little china pig. Now come along let’s get you ready for punishment” she said with a smirk. Mistress Alana began a brisk walk and I followed behind her as quickly as I could.

We got to the punishment room and she put some leather restraints on my wrists and ankles. I looked around and seen I was next to a padded sawhorse. Mistress then said, “I think you need some water before we begin. Do you agree?” Well even if I did disagree I knew better than to say so! I may be a new slave, but I am not a dumb one! I did almost mess up by speaking yes instead of oinking, but I caught myself in time. So I oinked twice, nicely to avoid displeasing Mistress. In response Mistress brought me some water to drink. But not in a glass , but in a pet bowl. I guess piggies don’t drink from glasses. Then she told me to lower my face to the bowl and lap up the water, like a cat would, but keep my butt high in the air. I did so. Mistress used her heels to push my knees apart more and then begin to carress and fondle me. Maybe this punishment would not be so bad after all!!!

But it was not to be. She stopped and I looked up at her. “Silly piggie”, she said to me, “you don’t get to cum. Now lay face down across the sawhorse. I have other plans for your “ham” now. I got up and got into position and she quickly secured me in place so I could not move hardly at all. Then she told me I was to be gagged, and put a nice red ball gag in my mouth and strapped it in place. Mistress then began to spank my butt…she varied the timing, severity, and her target (left or right cheek). I whimpered and then cried as she spanked me. I don’t know how long she did it, but my ass started to feel like it was on fire after awhile. Then she got a paddle and continued some more. I was wondering when it would ever end. Then she laid the paddle down. I breathed a sigh of relief. But I was premature as she picked up a flogger and gave me a few more on my butt. I was sobbing and crying by now. She stopped and took out my gag. She spoke to me, “So did you learn your lesson today little China piggie?” (Two oinks) “You are going to lose that extra pound by next week aren’t you?” (Two oinks) “You need to look your best for the summer. I am going to take you to the beach to show off that body of yours and you need it to look it’s best. Is that understood?” (Two oinks)

I was then taken off the sawhorse, followed Mistress back to the computer so I could kneel and write this. She just told me I don’t get lunch today and will spend the rest of the day until dinner time in my room.