The New Piggy

Life had become a bit mundane--work, family... the usual distractions getting in the way. My sub was more my partner than my submissive, but that was all about to change.

I had told her to get ready for a night away. Everything had been arranged--there was nothing to worry about. "Oh, and pack a few toys," I had added casually. "Things might get kinky if the mood strikes."

What she didn't know was that Suzie was coming.

Suzie--the eager 25-year-old sub I had been training online. She was obedient, eager to please, and followed every rule I set for her. Daily weigh-ins, wearing tight shirts, and jeggings that accentuated her belly--every little detail was followed to perfection. And tonight, she was about to be introduced into something much more real.

As we arrived at the secluded hotel, the air between us was thick with unspoken curiosity. My partner had no idea what was coming, and I reveled in the quiet thrill of it. She trusted me--enough to obey, enough to follow, even if she didn't yet understand what the night held.

I led her to the room, a luxurious suite bathed in soft, ambient light. The bed was neatly made, the space warm yet expectant. She placed her bag down, glancing at me with a mixture of amusement and suspicion.

Then came the knock.

A slow, deliberate rapping at the door. My partner's smiled. "You ordered room service already?" she asked with a smirk.

I said nothing, simply crossed the room and opened the door.

And there stood Suzie.

She was exactly as I had trained her to be--standing with her hands clasped behind her back, head slightly bowed, lips painted in a subtle, nervous smile. Dressed in a skin-tight crop top and jeggings, her body was presented exactly as I had instructed. Her soft belly pressed against the fabric, her curves on display, her eagerness tangible.

My partner inhaled sharply, "what.... who is this?"

"Suzie," I said, my voice calm, measured. "Come in."

My Partner knew i was training Suzie online, but to meet, in person, unannounced, in a hotel room??

Suzie stepped forward obediently, her eyes flicking up just once--to me, then to my partner--before she lowered them again, standing before us, waiting.

Silence settled in the room, thick with possibilities.

My partner turned to me, searching my face. "So... what's this?" Her voice was careful, measured, but I caught the subtle shift in her stance--the way her breathing had changed, the way her fingers twitched at her side.

Suzie didn't move. She only waited, just as she had been trained to do.

I smiled. "An introduction."

And the night was only just beginning.

. My partner sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, her lips parted slightly, as if still trying to process what was happening.

Suzie remained on her knees, her back straight but her head lowered--exactly as I had trained her.

I turned to my partner and gestured to the bed with a slow, deliberate flick of my fingers. "Sit back." I commnded "Suzie is here to show you how to be a submissive pig"

She hesitated. I arched a brow.

A test.

She exhaled sharply but complied, shifting back against the pillows, her legs together, shoulders tense.

"Hands under your thighs," I ordered.

She blinked. "What?"

"Sit on your hands. Now."

Her jaw tensed, her pride warring with her instinct to obey me. But after a beat, she slid her hands beneath her thighs, effectively restraining herself, bound only by her submission to me.

Better.

I turned my attention to Suzie. My perfect, eager little piglet.

Her breath hitched the moment I touched her, my fingers skimming down her cheek before tilting her chin up, forcing her to meet my gaze. Her pupils were wide, her lips parted. I could feel her anticipation, her need to be seen, to be used.

I smirked as my eyes roamed down her body.

"That top," I murmured, dragging a finger along the stretched, straining fabric barely covering her soft stomach, "you remembered my favorite."

Suzie flushed, her thighs pressing together.

"Stand up," I commanded.

She obeyed instantly, rising onto shaky legs. The top rode up slightly, exposing even more of her round, full jelly belly, the soft curve of it pressing against the waistband of her jeggings.

I ran a hand over it, fingers pressing into the flesh, making sure she felt every touch.

"You really are getting fatter," I mused, gripping a handful of her softness and giving it a firm, possessive squeeze. "Look at you. You stuff yourself like a good little pig, don't you?"

Suzie whimpered, nodding quickly.

"You dress like this on purpose, don't you? Wearing these too-tight jeggings just so everyone can see what a greedy little thing you are."

Her cheeks burned red, her breath coming out in quick, shallow gasps.

"Yes as you wished Sir" she replied

I glanced over my shoulder at my partner. She was watching. Exactly as I intended.

"Tell her," I said to Suzie, my voice sharp.

Suzie swallowed hard, then turned her head slightly toward my partner. Her voice was barely above a whisper.

"I w-wear them because... because I know he likes it."

"Louder."

"I wear them because I know he likes it," she repeated, voice trembling, but clear.

I hummed in approval, sliding my hands down her stomach, tracing the edge of her waistband before gripping her hips hard enough to make her gasp.

"You know what the difference between you and her is?" I asked, turning back to my partner.

She remained silent, but her breathing had picked up, her knuckles turning white where she pressed them under her thighs.

I smirked. "You fight. She doesn't."

Suzie accepts, Suzie obeys. Suzie knows her place. Suzie is the submissive pig you pretend to be and she does it for me.

I turned back to my little piglet, running a hand down her belly once more, letting my fingers dig into the softness before gripping her chin and making her look at me.

"Say thank you for letting me dress like a fat little pig for you."

"T-thank you for letting me dress like a fat little pig for you... Sir."

I smiled. Satisfied.

"Know you brought the goods didnt you?" I asked, tilting Suzie's chin up so she had no choice but to meet my gaze.

"Y-yes," she murmured, quickly retrieving a small box from her bag--glazed doughnuts, just as I had expected.

"Perfect," I said smoothly, taking one and holding it just in front of her lips. "Open."

She obeyed without hesitation, parting her lips as I pushed the first bite in, watching as she chewed, swallowed, then glanced up at me, awaiting the next.

"You always do what you're told, don't you?" I mused, smirking as I pressed another piece past her lips, letting my fingers linger just a moment too long. She nodded, eyes flicking briefly to my partner, who was watching with barely contained tension.

I turned then, regarding my partner with a slow, deliberate smirk. "You see, this is what real obedience looks like."

Her lips parted slightly, her posture shifting as if she wanted to speak, to protest--or maybe to plead. But she held back, waiting for permission.

"Jealous?" I asked, tilting my head as I reached for another doughnut, holding it up but not offering it to her.

She swallowed hard. "I... I can be good too."

I chuckled, leaning back as I fed Suzie another bite, this time letting my touch graze her lower lip just a little longer. "We'll see about that."

To be continued....