A marker?

I watch him take a marker from the replicator and walk back up behind me. Then squatting down he says, "Tell me you're a 'Filthy, Hungry CumPig." I shudder.

I look back and smile, "I'm a filthy hungry cumpig!"

"Louder pig!"

"I'm a Filthy Hungry CUMPIG," I yell at the top of my lungs.

"Good bad-girl," he spanks my pussy several times very hard making me moan loudly in extacy. "You pathetic cunt! You just love having your loose useless pussy spanked don't you," as he asks me he smacks my clit so hard I can't help it.

"Ohhhhh GOD Master," I moan as my back goes rigid and I cum so hard I nearly fall over. He yanks me around facing him by the hair.

"Did I tell you you could cum cunt," he yells at me and nearly rips my hair out.

"No I'm so sorry master," I sob.

"You are a Bad Cunt," he emphasizes the words, 'bad' and 'cunt' as he says them and writes the phrase across my forehead with his marker. "Now get back in posotion bitch!" He lets go of my hair ans I quickly get back on my hands and knees with my ass high in the air. "Now what are you?"

"I'm a FILTHY HUNGRY CUMPIG," I yell as loudly as I can and he smiles.

"That's right pig," he laughs at me as he rights, 'FILTHY HUNGRY' on the small of my back and then, 'CUM PIG' on my ass cheeks.