A Piggies First Time

I've known this piggy for many years now, but it took my return to the scene for him to realise just how much he'd missed me.

He started out by claiming that he wasn't sure he could meet me, that he was too scared. That was 2 weeks ago. Today however... we finally got to meet in person.

I'll be honest here: he is very good looking, which made it all the more delicious to drain him, and leave him weak. Knowing that he is finally submitting to me fully, no longer fighting the inevitable. To hear him say it, in his own voice, in my presence, that he was ready to be owned, to do anything to please me... it was bliss.

We enjoy a genuine rapport, as friends, but also as Queen Bee and worker drone (he works hard to make me honey.. I mean money!). As I'm writing this he is begging me to drain him more, and we've only been apart for a few hours. It is refreshing to have a piggy, a drone, be so enthusiastic, even after getting their needs met and being emptied.

We indulged in our fetishes until the time ran out. The sun was shining, and it was a glorious day. He frequently whispered 'oh god, I'm your piggy' from time to time, and there was a clear gasp any time we walked near a cash machine. I'm rather picky, and knew what I wanted to buy, ideally: shoes. It was a success. I found two pairs of perfect heels.

Trying on the various shoes was fabulous. We both have a foot fetish - me being worshipped, and he obviously worshipping me. I made him kneel and assist with getting the shoes on and off. I thought he was going to collapse in a ball of weakness. Ridiculously arousing to see. Once I was certain the shoes were perfection, it was time to sadly head back to the station as we were limited on time... well, sadly in the sense that we had to go our separate ways!

Once in the station, we walked to the cash machines. It was time. The card went in. Pin entered.... and the look on his face made me giddy, but seeing how weak he was, how much he needed it, needed me... I was high and tingling. i was so very aroused. Hell, I still am.

I drained him once. Then we went again after he begged for more. I am still feeling the high from it. He wanted to give more, but as he's my long term drone, I felt that I should leave him begging and craving more. Sound crazy? It's not. What I allowed for was a taster for him. In the future, it'll be a FinDom sandwich - cashpoint draining at either end, and shopping in the middle! We both get so very aroused from it, that we need the time to catch our breath.

With a purse crammed full of cash, a bag of beautiful shoes, and a fluttering heart, I headed to jump on the train, but first I had something to give him, to ensure he would never forget the feeling of complete ownership and weakness he was feeling: the nylons I had been wearing.

He's wearing them now. Begging to be drained all over again, and it's not even 4 hours later.

Oh how I adore my little drone.

Wish you were able to spoil me just as he did? Lucky little piggy, I like to make things easy! Head over to http://payuploser.com/ and get tributing and spoiling... you can thank me later!