The agony… It felt as if the entire universe was pain, as if existence was just one giant vat of torture acid. That was all I knew, that was all that life seemed to be, it was just eternal suffering.

I opened my eyes and everything was blurry, I hadn’t even noticed I was screaming. While the most unimaginable and shocking pain seared through my loins and stomach. I started to remember where I was. I was still latched to my princess’s bed and as I tried to look around as best I could, the sleep, that I somehow managed to get was still lingering in my eyes and all I could make out was the blurry smattering of lilac and pink standing over me.

“It’s time to get up Piggy!” She shouted.

I realized that the cause of my painful awakening was that she had kicked me in the balls to bring me out of my peaceful sleep. It was the most horrible and shocking way I had ever woken up, and while I for a moment felt like I hated the world and everything in it. I had to admire the levels to which my princess’s cruelty could reach. I kept blinking my eyes trying to get the moisture out of them so that I could see and I saw the blur of pink moving around to unwrap my leash from the bedpost.

Once I was free all I wanted to do was rest my head on the floor, like I had been craving to do all night. But I decided that it was best to just force myself to hold my head to my princess’s attention as I tried to make her out. I could only tell her apart from the rest of her girly decorated room, by observing what colors were moving.

As soon as I had been freed from the bed, I was now instead just attached to my princess and she wasted no time in starting to drag me out of the bedroom. I did all the I could to just slide in the direction that she pulled me to go in, as my vision began to sharpen. I could see that she was holding her tail up high to greet me with her heavenly little fillyhood.

We were now back in the kitchen and she brought me in front of the dogbowl again and sure enough, there were now flies and ants crawling all over it. I sobbed sadly wondering how it happened so quickly. Considering that it still hadn’t been that long since the dinner with Filthy Rich the night before, my stomach had no complaints when I said.

“I’m still not hungry, princess.”

“Fine.” She said as she shot me a cruel grin. “But I am and I want pancakes!”

I gave her a perplexed look and from my awkward position on the floor I started looking around for a way that I could possibly get into the pantry and collect all the ingredients I would need for that, or even how I would manage to cook them up without endangering my princess’s lovely home. As I was working the puzzle in my mind however, my princess had started to undo the ribbons keeping my hands behind my back.

“Since I am hungry, right now!” She claimed. “I don’t have the patience to wait for a pathetic worm like you, to learn to use his mouth.”

“Of course princess, my hands are only tools for your use.” I offered, feeling relieved that i’d be able to cook properly and once she sat on her stool in the dining room,the increase in her height, gave me the freedom of mobility I needed to make the pancakes, relatively free of challenge. Even though I was still crawling around on my elbows and knees, the kitchen was designed to accommodate even short ponies.

I could see that she was sitting on a stool at the table that allowed her to watch me prepare her breakfast, so I knew that I would not be able to get away with sneaking even a lick of the batter. Once I had finished, I gathered up several different topping that she might like and brought them and the plate of pancakes to her at the table.

“You are a terrible cook!” She complained as she hungrily gorged into them. “You are cooking for a princess, not some dirty useless common pony!”

“I know princess, I’m sorry, I’m too stupid to know how to cook to your standards.” I said regretfully.

Once she had finished she got down from her stool and used her mouth to put the plate with half an uneaten pancake and a lot of maple syrup down on the floor in front of me and just waited. I looked perplexed for a moment, at her glare, but quickly made my best guess as to what she wanted. I carefully picked up the plate from the cleanest part, being careful not to let any syrup touch my mouth and emptied the remaining scraps into the bin, then washed the plate in the sink. With my princess following me every step of the way.

“Okay, now come with me Piggy!” She ordered, not acknowledging my good behaviour, but I knew that doing the correct thing is not something I should be praised for.

It was a relief to be able to walk on my knees and elbows again and as I followed I stared intently are her wonderful behind and this time look a bit more notice of her puckered little butthole. I wondered how tight that would feel to be inside and my cock agreed it’s own curiosity as it again grew to attention.

My princess took a seat on a comfy fluffy couch in the living room and motioned for me to kneel down in front of her. I did as she asked and bowed my head before her to pay my respects to her throne.

My princess got comfortable by spreading her hind legs out wide and giving me full view of the heaven between them. I drooled at the perfect shade of pink folds surrounding a tunnel of warmth and tightness that I wanted more then anything to be inside. As I began to drool at the sight. I felt a searing pain and harsh impact from her forehoof, that I was to zoned out to see coming. It cause my face to turn so hard, I felt a muscle in my neck pull.

“You dirty little pervert!” my princess yelled, scowling at me harshley. “Who said I was putting a show on for you, you disgusting foal fiddling pig?”

I looked down at the carpet submissively and apologized. “I-I-I’m so sorry princess. I am a dirty pervert, I should never be looking at you there.”

“That’s right, It’s not like you have any bits you can pay me for the privilege of looking any more, do you?” She confirmed.

“N-no princess, everything your dad is paying me is already yours.” I agreed sadly, as I observed the pattern in the carpet, trying not to look up again into the gate of paradise.

“That’s right, so what could you possibly offer me in return to letting you look at me like that, like some starved hyena?” She questioned.

I thought back to the night, when my princess let me do my most lewd act to her, when I had eaten her out until she came, I was certain that she had enjoyed that. So I made sure that was my only intention when I offered.
“How about I uh.. eat you out princess?”

“Disgusting!” She shrieked. “Why would I want a disgusting piggy doggy tongue in me licking around, making me.. making me f-filthy!”

I could hear her lose some of her composure as her harsh speech broke down a bit as she thought about it. I dared to take a look back up, but out of obedience I only opened my eyes to see her beautiful face, and the blush on it, made her look more beautiful than she ever had.

“But princess, i’m only offering for you, i’m sure you enjoyed it last time.” I say as genuinely as I can.

“You! Grr!” She tried to protest, but could not think of a way to not admit she wanted it. “F-fine, but don’t you dare enjoy it you sick freak!”

I opened my eyes wide with surprise and excitement and just barely managed to suppress a euphoric smile, if I gave any hint that I wanted this for my own selfish desires, she could change her mind.

“I-I w-won’t princess… I-I mean, other than it making you happy” I stammered.

“Well then hurry up and get to it!” She commanded.

With that I looked back down her body, taking in every perfect sight along the way, her fluffy tummy, which I had always wanted to just rub my face on one day, then her tiny little filly nipples, that were completely flat and so youthful, just above her groin, that I imagined sucking and biting, softly. But below all that was the true goal that was going to get to take place before all that, her undeveloped little filly slit, which was now making her own excitement evident from the trickle of clear liquid starting to leak out from her.

I eagerly pushed my face in between her legs and started by licking up the little bit of lube she was spilling. The taste was better than I could have ever imagine, it was a mix of sweet candy, with a salty after taste that could satisfy all my cravings for flavour at once.

“Ahhh!” My princess already gasped, despite the fact that I had barely started yet.

I followed the trickle of her wetness further up into the little hole that was now pulsing in anticipation and becoming a darker pink as her blood rushed to that region. I slid my tongue into her slit and began with wave it around wanting to explore everything. I kept pushing in deeper and turned my head to the side to find my way even deeper in.

“Nghhhhhh!” My princess moaned and started to breath heavily. She leaned forward and put her hooves around the back of my head, then tried to force me deeper in.

There was not much deeper I could go, I seem to have reached the limit of how long my tongue could stretch and I found myself wishing I go deeper in and have the strength in my tongue to really lick around inside her canal even harder. Her walls clamped down on my muscle in pulses of tightness that often felt like they were going to crush it. But I had no cares in the world, I wouldn’t care if my tongue came off, I wanted to in her forever.

“Grrrraaaahhhhh!” My princess screamed and growled at the same time. “If you fucking ever stop, I will kill you!”

I had no objections, despite the fact that my mouth muscles were getting very tired from the most intense workout they had ever had. I kept going with all the strength I could. I brought myself up a bit higher and rubbed my nose along the upper part of her slit, looking for what I was sure would make my princess especially happy. I found the little nub and I started to nuzzle it harshly with my nose.

That made her scream so loud it made my ears pop and I feared that even in this isolated estate her dad might hear her from hundred of miles away. My ears were now ringing from the pain and so I blocked one of her nostrils with the nub of her little clit and sniffed hard to try to get my ears to pop back. But then this sent my princess over the edge and she screamed even louder.

“FUUUUCCCCKKKK! She cursed.

With that, I felt a flood of her juice spray around my mouth, I quickly opened wide in the hope to get as much of it inside as I could. She must have kept spraying her climax at me for another ten good second as I quickly swallowed so I could make room for more. I got quite a lot of her warm delicious drink in once she had finished, I kept licking all around her now drenched nether regions for any other wetness I could find to thirstily gulp up.

My princess was now panting heavily like she had just been in a marathon and her eyes were rolled in the back of her head. She was basking in the afterglow of her first orgasm. I grinned happily and I slowed down my licking to let her take it in, focusing on the cleaning the mess she had made all over her groin and on the couch below.

“Wha… Wha… fuck was that?” She asked while gasping for air.

“That was your orgasm, princess. It’s the same thing I try to make happen when I pull on my cock.” I answered happily.

“T-that w-was… dear Celestia.” She said finding her feelings hard to describe.

“I know princess, it feels very good.” I stated.

After about another minute of her taking deep breaths and recovering from her experience, she finally looked back down at me now covered with her filly juice all over my face and dripping down my chin.
She scowled at shouted at me with much more vulgar language than usual. “Well, I never said you could stop did I you fucking idiot!”

“Oh sorry princess, you are right.” Then without any hesitation I dived right back in. My tongue was getting sore, but I didn’t care I was living my ultimate dream and wanted it to last forever.

Did I say I wanted it to last forever? Maybe I should have thought about that wish before I made it because it had been 5 days now and it was now all I did and all she did. She absolutely could not get enough of having my mouth inside her. That first day she made me keep going the entire day and night and then it wasn’t until the next afternoon she finally asked me to stop. At this point my tongue was blistered and had no energy left in it. She had noticed that I was slowing down from the pain and the lack of food and sleep, but didn’t show the slightest bit of sympathy, she just wanted more and more orgasms, over and over again.

The only reason she finally said stop was because she noticed that she was getting hungry and demanded me to make her a big meal to cure her hunger and then finally went to sleep and luckily for me, she let me sleep on the bed with her on the condition that I would sleep with my tongue still in ‘Where it belongs’ as she called it. After the sleep she would continue on her tradition of waking me up by stomping on my balls.

The next couple of days this kept going on like clockwork and I had not even been allowed to have any water during all this time, the only drink I got came out of her orgasms and her excitement. The next time we stopped to take a break she demanded that I get my energy back up by eating my food that was still waiting for me in the dogbowl. But now it had actually given birth to a colony of maggots and made the entire kitchen smell absolutely horrible. I continued to insist that I still was not hungry, despite the pain in my stomach being unbearable. So she simply stated that if I did not do a good job at doing my duty, being licking her filly slit. That she was going to force it down my throat next time. So I tried my best to keep up my performance pushing through all the sharp pains from the ulcers forming all over the inside of my mouth.

Eventually on the fifth afternoon since we had started this activity, she finally decided she had had enough for now, complaining that my rough, cracked and dry tongue had started to hurt her. So she said that only for her own benefit she was going to give me a day to rest and said that I could help myself to tap water, while she went and visited her friends.

I felt thankful for the chance to rest and indeed did drink water for several hours straight, to the point that I felt bloated, but at least my stomach felt full. I stared sadly at the maggot infested dog food and thought that the only way in hell i’d eat it would be for her to force me to, but at least I had learned my lesson now, next time, ‘I will eat the dog food while it’s at least fresh’ I thought regretfully. I was in so much pain and I thought that the only way out would be to convince my princess to try something else that she would enjoy, so I could give my tongue a rest.

Finally later that night I finally slept for the first time with my tongue inside my own mouth, on the floor of kitchen of course, because I was not allowed the luxury of comfort.

Author's Note

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