chapter 4

I was not quite sure what was going on. She bent to that little bump and moaned in the back of her throat when she kissed it. Bringing both hands to exam it I was shocked by her sweet caresses. She licked it. The longer she touched that rounded bump the more aroused she became. She had lost her cold demeanor and could not stop kissing and touching it. Turning off the shower again she quickly pulled me through the glass doors. Drying me again she did so with a perfuctinal air. Until it came to drying off my belly. This time she was soft and adoring. I watched as she took a bottle of oil from the counter and shaking a few drops into her palms she stroked them lovingly over my distended middle. By now I was quite aroused by her touching even if it seemed to center mainly on one feature. I couldn't help it the look in her eyes now clearly said she wanted me.

Taking her hands into mine. I stopped her and when she opened her mouth to protest I picked her up into my arms whispering in her ear, "come my tiny mistress and show me what it is you want from me." she seemed pleased enough to beheld against my round belly. I gently laid her on the soft queen bed its headboard pressed against a wall of windows looking out onto the rolling sea outside. By now the sun had already dipped below the horizon and there were stars reflected back against the inky sky. I slid up next to her naked form and gently bent to kiss her full lips. She stared up at me for a moment before she brought her delicate finger tips back to my middle. She sat up pushing me back against the pillows. Splaying her hands against the small bump of belly. I watched her as she explored. She pressed down gently, but, firmly. She removed her right hand from her explorations and instead grasped my hard cock. She gently squeezed eliciting a moan from the back of my throat. I closed my eyes as she began sliding her right hand slowly up and down. I admit it was a little distracting at first that though she was massaging my member her other hand kept firmly pressing against my belly. It barely seemed to move at all. It was hard and tight from the stuffing I had just experienced. I reached between us and gently pushed her legs apart. She was dripping with her arousal. I opened my eyes staring into her beautiful face. She half moaned as she told me, "tell me you want to be my fat piggy forever." I was genuinely shocked by her words. What did she mean be her piggy and what about the forever? I didn't know what to say. The words made no sense to me. She stopped her up and down motion. Sitting up completely she instead straddled my hips. Sliding herself down onto my hard member.

She didn't move. The feeling of being inside of her was amazing. After a breath she shifted her hips slowly. I could feel myself being drawn inside. I was so close to the edge when she suddenly stilled again. I grabbed her hips she pushed my hands away. Moving once more and then stopping. The pleasure was now heading almost to pain. "Please!" I begged her. She looked down into my eyes and once again said, "tell me you want to be my fat pig forever." I couldn't help it I bit out the words just to make it all stop I needed that release. She ground her hips against me and just before I closed my eyes crying out as my hot juices filled her. I saw the sadistic smile on her face and knew I was going to regret my promises. I was not wrong.

I felt myself drift into sleep. Between the amazing sex, the drugs she had given me and too much food it was more a question of trying to keep my eyes open and failing miserably. The last thing I really remember is her kissing my still swollen tummy and covering me with a light sheet.

I don't know how long I had been sleeping, but, my head hurt and my mouth felt dry. I opened my eyes to find myself back in that tiny room I found myself in at the start of this journey. I was not bound to the bed this time, but, by the slight movement I felt to the room I knew we were still on the ocean. What good would it do me to try and run anyway I had nowhere to go? Gaining my feet I noticed I had on soft white cotton pants with stretch to the waist. Remembering bits and pieces from the other night I slowly brought my left hand to my stomach. It was not nearly as swollen, but, it was still hard and had just a small bump present. If it had not been for my physical symptoms I am not sure I would have been able to tell nightmare from reality. I my belly felt not only hard, but, more than a little sore. The idea of food did not appeal to me in the least, but, water would be heaven. Looking to the closed steel door to my right I wondered if they locked me inside. Making my way to the cool handle I pulled. To my surprise it easily gave way.

Leaving my small room I found the stairs I had been led up before and found myself back on deck. The sunlight glinted off the water blinding me with its brilliance. I put a hand up to my forehead trying to shade my eyes. As I looked around I noticed that there were few male guards left on deck instead there seemed to be tall muscular amazon women. They held sentinel spots around the deck like beautiful statues brought to life. Their eyes followed my progress across the deck yet they never moved from their spot. I finally found the stairs leading to the room my new little mistress. Two darkly tanned women held places to each side of those stairs. I waited for them to move to stop me from my passing, yet they remained where they were.

I ascended the stairs and reaching the top saw the door was already opened wide as if in anticipation of my arrival.
Walking through the doorway I found my mistress sitting in a soft chair, her legs crossed, her arms on the arms of the chair. She tilted her head to the side looking my body up and down. "Well I see you don't look any worse for your experience," she commented as she came to her feet. I didn't move from my spot. Instead she turned her back instead took a bottle of water from the top of the long bar. She turned back and her eyes found mine this time reflecting her slight arousal at my still not quite flat belly. She handed me the bottle of water and I turned the cap the safety seal breaking. I was so thirsty I quickly downed the bottle. I felt her put her palm against my stomach feeling for herself how tight it still was. Stopping after a few seconds. She instead went back to the bar grabbing another bottle of water. Taking the empty one from my hands she replaced it with the full. Once again I cracked the seal and began drinking. I got half way through that bottle before I felt that odd sensation again. Seconds before I felt so full I could not imagine a morsel that could tempt me. My mind screamed silently NO!

I watched that sadistic smile flash across my mistress's face. I crossed my arms over my belly and almost bent double in need. Looking up into her eyes I heard myself say, please". It was as if that voice was coming out of someone else. It sounded raw and pleading. Where had my strength gone how had she managed to get those drugs into me this time. Feeling a cold shiver down my spine I took a much closer look at the top of the bottle. She had not broken the plastic seals holding it closed instead there was a tiny pin prick hole in the top. I should have expected something like this from her, but, my mouth felt as if I had swallowed an entire field of sand. Now I could smell the feast she had once again laid out for me on the table against the wall. I could not get there quickly enough the hunger tore through me making me feel as if my blood were almost on fire. Like claws on the inside walls of my stomach. I quickly took the chair at the end of the table.

My mistress stood next to my chair. Stopping me from touch a single dish on that table. Instead she sat at the edge of the table and placing her feet between my slightly parted legs she took my chin into her hand. As she stared into my eyes it felt as if she was trying to control my very soul. "Now my fat pig,' she demanded, 'I want you to beg me for the next bite you need to make the pain go away." I could barely focus the hunger pains were getting worse. "I said to tell me you want to be fed you fat ***ing piece of shit," she growled dangerously down at me. I whimpered in the back of my throat. I simply could not get my mind to comprehend the words anymore.