I welcome comments from other Piggies or potential Piggies and our Masters who with the sting of their whip keep us on all fours as we are led by his leach in a circle of humiliated pleasure. I await the sound of my Master's command and even more the whack of his hand on my ass- pussy. stephalan@earthlink.com
SEX PIG IN A BARN
It was late Saturday afternoon, I had been drinking in a straight bar. A couple good, ole boys sat down next to me. Cowboy hats, vests, jeans, boots -good, ole boys!
We talked for awhile and did some whiskey shots. I was half-drunk when they asked if I wanted to join them to continue the party elsewhere and smoke some dope. I said sure! We exited the bar and hopped in one guy's pick-up truck.
I wasn't sure where we were headed. Along the way, they picked up a couple more of their buddies.
We drove out of town, along a dirt road to a secluded, dilapidadated barn. It was owned apparently by the family of one of the guy's but never used. He turned it into his own party barn and play-pen.
Inside were empty horse stalls. The floor was covered with dirt and hay. Stacks of hay bales lined the walls. A musty, harsh odor permeated the barn. Each of us sat on a hay bale. They had coolers crammed with beer. Bottles of Jack Daniels were passed around along with plenty of dope. If a guy had to piss, he would walk over to a stall and cut loose, ergo the musky odor.
We partied for a good couple of hours. The sun was setting. They lit the barn with oil lanterns. I was getting pretty trashed.
I asked them what they did for fun out here, besides drinking and smoking. Hoping that they might be game for some raw male sex action.
Pete, whose family owned the land and seemed to be the "leader" of this cowboy gang, looked at me and said" "We like to pick up faggots and turn em into our pig-slave."
With that the other four dudes jumped me. Ripped off my clothes and dragged me over to the front of one of the horse stalls. I hadn't noticed before but anchored to four posts were wrist and ankle cuffs. I was in no condition to put up much of a fight with these four muscular dudes and I was quickly spread-eagled. My wrists were cuffed high above my head while my ankles were spread wide and cuffed.
I pleaded with them to let me go. But a couple of backhand slaps across my face showed me that they meant business.
Pete had changed attire while I was being restrained. A leather vest barely fit his hairy, muscular upper torso. Leather chaps and his cowboy boots, which now had spurs on the back. His huge, meaty cock dangled in plain view. A cock-ring at the base. Big, hairy bull nuts swayed underneath.
He stood in front of me. He grabbed a handful of my longish hair and yanked my head sharply back.
"And now, you're the lucky faggot."
He spat in my face. The saliva dripped down my eyes and nose. He took both my nipples between his thumb and forefingers and cruelly twisted and pulled on my titties. I let out a loud shriek as he yanked on my nips.
I love to have my nipples worked over and Pete was working em over real good.
"Looks like our slave-pig likes his titties worked on," said Peter, as he pointed to my growing cock.
Pete released his tortuous grip of my nipples. Then he began to slap my cock with his hand. Back and forth, up and down. Again I cried out but my cock became even harder and stiffer with each harsh slap.
Pete grabbed my balls and squeezed. A sharp pain coursed thru my body and I screamed out, half in pain, half in pleasure.
He pulled and tugged on my nuts, making my hard 7 inches jerk and bob. He ran his fingers thru my thick cock bush, then yanked some hairs out, stuffing them in my open, gasping mouth.
One of the others handed Pete a leather lace and he tied the base of my nut sac tight with a couple of knots. He yanked on the loose ends. Stepped back and pulled. My restrained body was pulled forward against my wrist and ankle cuffs. My nut-sac was being pulled and stretched by the rawhide lace. My body arched forward from the tugging on my nuts.
Another produced a straight razor, he knelt down in front of me and dry- shaved my cock-bush. Pete would grab some of the shaven, wiry pubes and stuff them in my mouth. My thick bush was reduced to a stubble. Most of the hairs winding up in my mouth.
The gang stood back and admired their handiwork. Pete still held in his hand the lace connected to my balls.
One dude let loose with a stream of piss. Showering my cock and balls with his golden urine. Stinging my newly, shaved crotch.
A set of nipple-clamps were snapped on to my tits. Biting into the flesh around my nips, making my nips jut out stiff. A chain connected the clamps and they tugged on the chain, making the clamps bite deeper, my chest pointers jutted out harder and stiffer.
Then they strapped a harness on my head. A steel horse-bit was pushed between my teeth and secured in place with leather straps tied tight around the back of my head.
One guy got behind me with a long wooden paddle with holes drilled in it.
Pete had a cat-o-nine in his hand in front of me.
"Gonna warm you up good, little piggie," said Pete, as he ran the cat across my chest and cock. The guy behind me rubbing my bare ass with the thick wood paddle.
Whack! Thwack! The blows came fast and furious! Whack! Thwack! Whack! Thwack!
The cat-o-nine across my chest and clamped nips, then the paddle blistered my butt. Back and forth. My spread-eagled body lurching in the restraints with each harsh lash of the whip and crack of the paddle.
I screamed out thru the steel bit in exquisite pain and pleasure. My body was on fire. Burning red as the two cowboys battered my flesh.
Pete concentrated on my cock and balls with the whip. My cock bobbing and jerking in full erection at each stinging lash. Matching the stinging sensations my ass-cheeks were feeling at each loud crack of the paddle.
I couldn't see but I knew my buns were crimson red as the dude waylaid my ass with the paddle.
One guy yanked on the lace attached to my nuts. Pulling them out to give Pete ful access with the whip.
I squealed like a fucking piggie. Saliva dripped from my lips. The steel bit keeping my mouth open.
My dick was bright red, my cock head turned purple as Pete lashed at it unmercifully.
My body writhing and jerking uncontrollably as they continued to whip and paddle.
I was reaching the extreme heights of pain and pleasure.
My cock was ready to explode with a powerful cum-blast.
Pete sensed this and stopped the lashing and the paddelling.
"Gettin off on this, huh little piggie," Pete said, yanking my head back by the hair.
"Forget it, you're here to service us, you fuckin pig-slut."
Then Pete produced a rubber cap with a two -inch long, thin rubber plug in the middle. He took hold of my hard cock and shoved the plug into my piss-hole, the tight rubber cap fitted snugly over the head of my dick. Ensnaring my dick-tip. The thin rubber plug portion embedded down my piss-tube,
"That'll keep ya from shootin your little piggie-cum," said Pete.
The guy behind me told Pete he wanted to fuck my hot, red ass. He slapped some saddle grease on his dick and roughly shoved some grease up my ass-hole with two fingers.
Then he rammed his, hot hard 10 inch fuckpole up my greased opening.
I let out a shriek at the sudden, forceful invasion.
He reached around and played with my clamped nipples as he fucked my ass-cunt grunting with each hard plunge.
The other three looking on stroking their meaty cocks as their buddy fucked me hard and deep. My own boner throbbing and bobbing in front of me. The rubber cap-plug preventing me from expelling my cum.
I was getting royally fucked. The dude's thick, veiny 10 inch rape-rod plowing my hole. My shrieks turned into moans of pleasure at the animalistic fuck I was receiving.
The dude grunted out loud as his cock flooded my ass-cunt with his thick, copious sperm load. He pulled out of my battered hole as roughly as he entered it. I could feel the cum oozing from my ass-ring.
They took me down from the posts. I fell to my hands and knees.
Pete attached a leash to the ringlet on the steel bit at the corner of my mouth. The dude who had just fucked me took a long-handled horse-hair brush. The wooden handle had a fat knob at the end. It was shoved inside my butt-hole. Eight inches deep, the long horse hairs fluttered across my burning ass-cheeks.
Pete led me by the leash to the center of the barn. I was still on my hands and knees. He stood atop two hay bales stacked one on top the other. One of the guys handed him the instrument for my next torture. A long, thin whip.
I began to run on all fours around the hay bales in circles. Pete standing on top, tugging at the leash, leading me around and around as he cracked the whip against my ass.
The horse-hair brush sweeping and flailing across my buns. The handle remaining entrenched in my ass-chute.
I squealed with each stinging lash of the whip. Sweat poured over my face as I went round and round, on the dusty, hay-covered floor.
The other three cowboys hootin and hollerin, stroking their cocks. Spitting on me as I passed them.
After ten minutes, I was exhausted and worn down.
Pete tugged at the leash, dragging me over to the hay bales. My exhausted body was stretched over the hay bales.
The horse-hair brush yanked from my upturned butt. The harness and horse-bit removed.
Pete stood in front of me. Pulled my head up by my hair. His monstrous foot-long cock staring at my face.
"Time to turn you into a sow, little piggie."
Pete thrust his thick meat down my throat. At the same time, one of the other dudes plunged his hard cock up my ass-pussy.
I was indeed stuck like a pig at both ends.
The dude behind me savagely fucking my butt as Pete fucked my mouth- hole. I was like a rag doll as the two cowboys fucked my holes. Pete holding my head by the hair as he thrust his meat-pole in and out of my mouth pussy.
The dude behind me smacked my buns with his hand as he drove his rape- tool in and out of my ass-cunt.
A few minutes and the dude spewed his cum-load into my butt. He pulled out and a second guy immediately took his place. Ramming his ready cock up my cum-filled asshole as he began his rough fuck. Shoving all nine inches in and out of my battered, open fuckhole.
All the while, Pete continued pumping his cock down my throat. Slapping my face with his heavy meat, then ramming it back in my mouth.
The second guy blasted his nut-juice in my drippy asshole quicker than the first.
The third dude then took his turn. Fucking and spanking. Grunting and sweating as he banged my butt.
All I could do is moan around Pete's cock lodged down my throat.
The third cock dropped his cum-load in me adding to the three that had already been planted.
Now it was Pete's turn. He released his grip of my hair, my head falling down.
With one powerful thrust, Pete rammed his 12 inch long, six inch wide horse-cock deep inside my sloppy hole.
He rode me like a wild stallion. Long and hard, deep and fast. Fucking my butt-pussy with wild abandon. Making me feel every inch of his horse- dick.
I bucked and writhed to meet his fuck thrusts.
"Fuck me cowboy, c'mon stud, fuck my pig-hole. Aaww yeah, fuck the shit out of your little pig-slave."
His heavy, hairy bull-nuts banged my ass with each driving fuck plunge. His foot-long cowboy sausage driving deep into my bowels. Stuffing my ass-pussy with his hot fuck-skewer.
My own rigid cock burrowing a hole into the hay bale as Pete rammed his cock in and out. I was looking for a stud to plow my butt-pussy and this hunky cowboy master was giving it to me good!
I felt a hot stream hit the back of my head. One of the other three guys was pissing on me.
"Yeah," Pete urged. " Piss on the horny Piggie."
A second stream and a third splashed my face and hair. I lifted my head and opened my mouth. Letting the three golden streams fill my mouth and wash over my face. I greedily swallowed gulps of the salty urine as Pete continued to fuck me.
Then with a howl, Pete's cock swelled even larger inside my ass-tunnel. His cock blasted out volleys of thick cum-ropes, gushing inside my ass- cunt. Oozing out of my dilated anal-lips with each heavy cum-blast.
Pete kept his spent dick inside my butt. Then let loose with his piss- stream. Flooding my butt-pussy with his piss. My hole filling up with piss and cum.
Pete waved to one of his dudes to bring over a bucket. Pete withdrew from my slop-filled hole. Then ordered me to expel the contents in my butt into the bucket.
I squatted over the pale and all the cum and piss and ass-juice gushed out of my well-worn hole.
Pete yanked the rubber dick-cap from my cock.
"We want to see our Piggie add his pig-cum and piss to the bucket."
He began whipping my ass with the cat-o-nine as I jerked on my throbbing cock. It didn't take long for me to blow my wad. Spurting my cum-shots into the bucket. Then a few seconds later, adding my piss to the mixture.
Pete lifted up the bucket to my mouth. "Open up Piggie."
He tilted the bucket and I guzzled down the nasty mixture of piss and cum and ass-juice.
Pete poured the last half over my head, as a final act of humiliation.
My body was sore and bruised. My ass-cunt was sore and battered but I felt strangely empty. My face and hair and chest dripping wet from piss and the cum shower.
They drove me back to the car, keeping my clothes in front as I stayed naked in the back of the bed of the truck. They dropped me off in front of the bar, and tossed my clothes out the window.
"Be here tomorrow night Piggie," said Pete. "Same time."
All I could say was "Yes, Sir."
As they drove off, I wondered if my body could recoup in 24 hours and what new acts of pain and pleasure Pete would have in store for me, his Piggie-Slave.
I couldn't wait to find out!