Chapter 4 - monday continues

She saw that the notch on his belt fastened at his waist was not moved a size bigger as she had ordered it to be. Ripping open Eric's shirt many of the buttons popping completely off as she tore the fabric the color in her face growing slightly red with her rage. She removed Eric's shirt from his shoulders and she was not in the least gentle in her touch. As the fabric fell to the floor she pulled at the belt at his waist. Unbuckling the closer she ripped the offending belt through the loops around his waist and she noticed that there seemed to be more room left in his waist band then the week before. She was now in a complete temper. How dare he defy her orders like this! Worse it seemed as if he had not only defied her but he had actually done the complete opposite of what he was ordered to do. She placed a finger inside the waist of his pants and pulled. Yanking hard on the collar around his neck Lydia pulled Eric's face down to hers and baring her teeth at him she demanded to know how this had happened. Eric knew it would do no good to give any excuse she would not hear them. He there for gave the only answer he knew she wanted to hear. "Forgive me Mistress. I was wrong your piggy and slave did not follow orders and deserves to be punished." Lydia let go of the leash while she roughly removed the much too loose for her pants. She then demanded that he step up on the scale. "Yes Mistress," he complied. Lydia watched the numbers go up last week he had finally made it up to 240 pounds. She had been proud of him when she first met Eric he was still 20 pounds shy of even 200. He was still much too thin in her view, but, he was coming along very well until now. Lydia had been angry before but she was about to become even more angry with her pet. She had been right when saw the notch on his belt and the space in his waist band. The numbers stop moving at 230. Still holding Eric's belt in her hands she folded it in two and pulling on the ends the leather snapped in her hands letting go of one end she began walking around the man still standing atop the scale Lydia ran a flat palm around his middle. Stopping on his left side she tried to pinch his love handle and was more than disappointed that there was to her touch less to pinch. Placing one hand on his front and the other on his back Lydia squeezed and could feel how soft it was. Ordering him down from the scale Eric got to his knees in front of her. Picking up the leash in her left hand she ordered to crawl over to the table. Lydia pulled a chair back and sat down. Eric still at her feet she pulled on the leash and keeping his eyes lowered angled his face up toward his Mistress.

"I am very very disappointed in you piggy. You have ruined your Mistresses hard work these last few days. Tonight you will do everything you are told to attempt to make it up to me or the punishment next time will be even worse!," she snapped at him in a cold voice. "Yes Mistress," Eric replied.