The last couple weeks have been spent in teaching me to be a better slave. I need to learn to obey my Mistress better. I was late at losing the weight she told me to lose and still have one more pound to go. She punished me in different ways to help teach me to be a better slave. I hope to make her proud of me when I step on the scale Saturday!!!

As part of my training Mistress has needed to punish me. Last night , for example I undressed and then she tied my hands behind me. She then put on nipple clamps with chains with little weights at the end. They were uncomfortable to wear, but not that bad. That was until she told me to dance for her. Those little metal balls were tugging on my nipples and bouncing off my breasts as I did so. Then she made me stand in place and bounce on my feet, making the balls go up and down. I wish my poor nipples were not so sensitive.

In other new, Mistress lost a major client of hers when a businessman got transferred out of state. Hopefully, she will get another one to replace him, but she lost a good regular income source when he left. She had me sell my car, which I don’t really need as she always drives her car and I never leave the house except when I am with her.

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 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!

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.