Expanding The Pig - Part One

Expanding The Pig

Part One

Toby woke with a start.  It took him a few seconds to realise he couldn’t open his eyes, instead all he could see were flashes of what he thought were lights, shapes, images all exploding in his field of vision.  He desperately tried to focus on something other than the overwhelming blackness he was trapped in.  He tried moving, flexing his body, totally forgetting for a moment that he was trapped in this latex cocoon.  The dry and scratchy feeling in his mouth was doing nothing to calm his mood.  It was always the same when he woke up from these sleeps.  It always took him a few moments to remember where he was and what he had submitted to.  He tried to put the pieces together in his mind.

‘How long have I been here?’ he thought, ‘Weeks?  Months?  Shit!  I have no idea!’  He continued with his internal monologue ‘But this is what I want, what I’ve always wanted and I know I’m in the right place’.  With that Toby began to relax into his bondage, he felt safe, he felt nurtured, cared for even.

As quickly as the feelings came, they dissipated.  He was working against conflicts in his mind and body, the one half that wanted, need, craved this level of heavy bondage and control.  The other was he free side, still trying to escape; escape from what he had no idea.  But this side of him didn’t see the irony that when he was tied down he was in essence free.  No matter, he struggled, twisted and pulled, hoping to at least wiggle out of his prison. 

Toby began shouting as loud as he could, ‘Get me the fuck out of here now!  I want out!’  Unfortunately the tube gag stuffed into his mouth and sealed around his teeth only served to allow him to grunt ‘MMMPPPFFFHHH!  UUGGGH!  MMMPPPFFFHHH!’.  It was useless.  He tried again, five or six times until his voice became raspy and weak.  It was at that moment he felt the stinging sensation begin and he remembered how bad his predicament was...