“Now here’s the thing Bonnie. Marcel informed me that you have already cum three times today. That might make it slightly more challenging for Pig to get you off, so I made him cum three times today also, using a vibrator so you two will be even. You may even think you have an advantage because he hasn’t been sucked on in twenty years but in reality, he has the advantage for three reasons. Number one is that Pig is typically a one and done cummer and after already cumming three times today, you’ll have your work cut out for you. His second advantage is that he’s the best pussy eater I have ever known. I trained him personally so I take pride in that. You can’t cheat and pull off of his face. I’ll be watching you closely to make sure your cunt is planted right squarely on his face.”
“And his third motivation to win is money,” Louise reported. “Marcel and I have placed ten thousand dollar bets on our subs to win. If you cum first, Marcel pays me ten grand. But if Pig cums first, HE pays Marcel ten grand of his own money. I never bet with my money, I always bet with his. Marcel is gonna sit and watch you suck Pig’s penis. If he cums in your mouth, quickly show it to Marcel and he will call a stop. If I verify his semen is indeed in your mouth, then after you swallow it, Pig pays Marcel ten grand. But while you two are going at it, I’ll be watching your asshole like a hawk from the other side of the bed as Pig eats you. If I see your asshole repeatedly winking, then I’ll know that you’re cumming in Pigs mouth and I will call the stop. Marcel will confirm your orgasm and he will pay me my winnings.”
She went on, “I’m not gonna lie, Pig’s sweat smells and it makes him slicker than snot. You’ll have to lay on top of him planted tightly against him for your mouth to reach his pud and your cunt to reach his mouth at the same time, so your whole body will be slip-sliding up close and personal with Mr. Stinky here, the entire time. Nothing would please me more than for you to just quit and walk away, letting Marcel pay me the ten grand without a contest. To sweeten the pot, I’ll even tell you what MY rewards are in advance, so you can decide if your submission to Marcel is worth it or not. Once you mount Moby Dick here, there’s no turning back. Everything I say will come to pass.”
“Pig here is always the one being humiliated. Normally after he eats me or any other woman to a screaming orgasm, afterward I or the other women piss on his face and in his mouth, making him swallow our piss, a golden shower. But in this case, if he wins with you, the stakes are a little different. You see, if I happen to be in the mood, I may shit on his face or let someone else do it, to add to his humiliation. But Pig has NEVER EVER pissed or shit on a woman before and that will be his reward for winning tonight. If he wins, you will willingly let him shit on your face as his reward. If YOU win, he will only get to piss all over your body from head to toe instead, but not in your mouth. Those are all the stakes in our little contest tonight. So what’s it gonna be Missy? Are you gonna play? Or you gonna walk?”
Bonnie was about to be sick to her stomach. In the best possible scenario, she’d be sucking off this nauseating Pig’s cum and swallowing it, then lie down and let him piss all over her body for winning? How was that fair? She could see no upside. No upside at all. Her instincts told her to walk. Just leave this world of depravity far behind and forget about Marcel. She glanced over at her lover and he winked. Just one quick wink and she was suddenly emboldened. After all, he had bet ten grand on her and she wasn’t about to let him lose that without a fight, and she knew then that she would fight like hell for him.
Bonnie replied, “Ma’am, I’m ready to swallow some Pig cum.”
Louise clapped her hands together in laughter. “We have a match! This is gonna be so much fun! Strip completely naked Missy and hand your Master your stockings. Then climb aboard that slimy slug and when you’re both ready, I’ll give the signal to start.”
Bonnie looked over at Marcel for encouragement. He gave her a smile and a thumbs up which bolstered her confidence. She climbed up onto the bed and threw her leg over Pig. He wanted her knees on either side of his head so he could use his hands and arms better when feasting on her cunny. As she mounted him, his body felt clammy and slick with an unpleasant odor emanating from his rotund form. As bad as he smelled, it was nothing like what she had already endured, so she was easily able to ignore that aspect of this contest. Her immediate challenge was locating his penis. She pulled back layer after layer of jelly-like fat. It was challenging to hold it all back once she’d captured it, but she managed to hold it back and uncover his turtle. His legs were already held firmly and broadly spread, giving her a wide berth for her head between his thighs. There was only about an inch of penis visible with his larger ball-sack located beneath. She poised her head and mouth immediately above her target. Her legs were spread over his face but no contact was made yet as they both waited for the signal.
“GO!” Shouted an animated Louise.
Marcel and Louise were seated on opposite sides of the bed closely watching the action. Marcel was on the side facing Bonnie’s head bobbing up and down between Pig’s legs enthusiastically sucking on his penis so he could call the contest if/when she opened her mouth to show him Pig’s semen. Louise, on the other hand, was greatly interested in calling the contest if she saw Bonnie’s asshole winking at her as proof of her female orgasm. Marcel sat there silently taking in the action as Louise spiritedly cheered Pig on.
“Oh, he’s really good isn’t he?” She thundered. “I almost envy you. That’s it Pig, MY Pig. Make me proud, boy. Eat that snatch, swallow her clit halfway down your throat. I can almost feel her pleasure from all the way over here. You ain’t got a chance, honey. He’s the best! And he’s got a voracious appetite little lady, I can tell you that much. You can thank me later for teaching him what I know he’s doing to you right now.” She kept coaching and commenting from the sidelines on and on relentlessly discouraging Bonnie and building up Pig.
Pig had been truthful, it had been nearly two decades since a woman allowed his penis to enter her mouth and he had paid her handsomely to make that happen even back then. Pig could also tell that his Mistress was focusing much of her humiliation tactics on Bonnie. Oh, he was thoroughly accustomed to Mistress’ crude and rude comments. They now fell off him like water off a duck’s back. But this sweet lady was sucking on his now erect member for all she was worth. Louise was right. His having already cum three times at his advanced age would make it nearly impossible for Bonnie to win the contest because most of his blood was nourishing his sloshing fat, leaving very little for his penis. His favorite pastime was feasting at an appreciative woman’s vagina, but in this case, he knew she didn’t want to cum by his ministrations.