The Making of a Raunch Pig by smoothslave@att.net
This story is true and depicts acts of a homosexual nature. If you are underage or offended by this type of behavior, please do not read any further. A special thank you to all who have sent pig emails concerning the story. They are greatly appreciated and most welcome.
Chapter 6
The week following pigs first encounter with SIR Greg was pretty much the same schedule as pig was already living.
In the morning before its shower, pig would sheepishly make its way to the bathroom. A dildo tucked in the band of the elastic on its shorts with its shirt hiding the evidence. Once behind the safety of the bathroom door, pig would strip off its shirt and shorts and adhere the dildo to the floor using the suction cup conviently located on the bottom of the fleshy toy. Once secure, the naked pig would kneel on the floor and worship the dildo from its balls to the tip. Licking up and down and gently sucking the entire length into its mouth.
Mouth and tongue taking in the latex cock. One arm reaching under pig down its chest and stomach in between its legs and up into is ass crack. Fingers probing and circling its hole. Teasing its puckered ass lips, making them quiver and grow eager for the thickness of the dildo. Making its ass itch for more and driving pig to a point where it had to have the dildo rammed into its cunt. Toying with its hole until nothing but being stretched open would make it feel complete.
As pig looked over its shoulder, the wall mirror leaning up against the cabinet was capturing the entire scene. The bare soles of pigs feet just inches from the reflection. A light coating of brown hair starting at pigs ankles and running up its calves and thighs. Smooth ass cheeks separated by pigs right hand showed its rosy colored pucker and pigs balls hung over the wrist on the left side. Pig ran two fingers deeply into its cunt and watched as they disappeared and re-emerged with each thrust. Each time coming out a bit more wet and slippery from pigs ass juices that coated them until they were slick and shiny.
A small pop as the dildo was pulled from the floor. The light contrast of the toy cock could be seen against pigs skin as it made its way down the front of pig closing the gap to its mark. Pig removed its fingers and sucked on them as it watched the thick head of the dildo entering into its cunt. A few seconds for pig to feel its ass lips tighten up around the latex and then it rammed the dildo in and out. Feeling the smooth texture drag along the tender tissue inside its hole. Pig picked up the rhythm and fucked itself without mercy in and out in and out. Pulling the dildo to the head and ramming it back in. Letting its hole know that there was no turning back.. This is what it wanted and needed and how it was going to be abused.
Pig counted each thrust in. Always wondering how many thrusts its cunt could take before begging for it to stop. 10, 20 , 30 jabs with the dildo, its cunt opening up and accepting the movement. 30, 40 , 50 jabs.. its cunt feeling used but still twitching for more.. 60, 70 , 80 jabs...its cunt starting to feel the burn. the sensation falling away... 20 more thrusts to get to the 100 that pig always strived for. 90 pigs cunt sore and sloppy.. 97, 98, 99, 100... Time to give its cunt a break from the abuse.. All the way into pigs cunt to remain there and keep its hole open. Its attention would now be focused on its balls just hanging there waiting for some attention.
The reflection showed pig in the same position as before.. But this time, pigs wrinkled pucker was stretched around the dildo and the suction cup took it place in the mirror.
Pig wrapped its index finger and thumb around its ball sack and pulled the flesh down. Its balls looked like a small pink water balloon when pulled in the manner. Pig smiled at itself naked reflection in the mirror. The manner is which pig liked to be abused all coming perfectly together this morning.
Twisting and turning its balls, clamping down on the dildo feeling it bite into its flesh with each arch of pigs back. Feeling its ass lips stretch, relax, and then tighten around the dildo. Yes pig was in heaven and its erect cock was responding with pre-cum dribbling out of its head.
Pig leaned back to an upright position and turned to face the mirror. Legs spread a little it brought its ass down to the floor and reconnected the suction cup. There pig would ride up and down on the dildo watching as the rubber flesh went and out of its cunt. Long strokes invading is ass flesh. Making its cunt sore and abused with each pivot and bounce.
Pig held tightly onto its balls pulling them inches from its body. Using its balls as a body handle to ride the dildo.. Turning them darker with slowed circulation. Up and down, mouth half open in sexual heat. Its cock bobbing up and slapping down with each movement. Pig arched its back to make the pressure of the dildo hit that special spot. Giving pig the feeling of slight pressure and having to piss badly. Pigs legs began to tremble and its movements on the dildo became exact, rubbing the spot inside. Pigs eyes closed slightly and it tipped its head back feeling the rush in the base of its ballsack. Feeling them tighten up and then small waves of spasms coming closer to the base of its cock.. Its ass muscles tightening around the dildo, a strong almost painful embrace rushing up its cock shaft. Finding is way out. Finding freedom from deep within. Splashing pigs cum is one, two, three fast bursts of thick white liquid onto the reflection of the mirror.
Pig trembled slightly and enjoyed the subside of the spasm. Then leaning forward to the reflection licked up the cum as it rolled down the mirror. Another morning of fun for pig. Its cunt always feeling empty and open when the dildo was removed. Always wanting just a little bit more. Always feeling sloppy as pig washed in the shower and slid fingers into the opening as the warm water rushed over its back.
Pig enjoyed using its body in this manner each and every morning. (So much that 20 years later pig still does the morning ritual, abusing its cunt before work and enjoying the feeling of its abused swollen ass lips rubbing naked and unprotected against the roughness of its pants. Each movement rubbing the fabric against its raw skin as it heads out the door for work.)
The week slowly made its way towards Saturday... Mornings spent in the bathroom perfecting the ritual, most evenings spent in a jock strap on the wooden bench at the bookstore sucking cock after cock. Feeding on the warm liquid gifts of the gods.
Late nights pig would spend hours laying naked on its bed. Balls decorated with the ball spreader pulling each testicle away from its body and making a deep leather seem down the middle, almost showcasing each testicle. Dildo firmly planted in its cunt, its hands running over its thighs, stomach and chest. Pinching at its nipples getting them erect and hard. Thinking about SIR Greg and enjoying the feeling of having its body put on display. Each inch of its flesh being able to be used in various ways and each inch of flesh giving pig a different sensation as it was prodded, twisted and rubbed. Like tiny bolts of electricity running through its young body.
Saturday Morning
Pig had a late night Friday at the bookstore so it made sure to set its alarm before going off to sleep. It awoke naked on its side its morning erection scraping up against the sheets and some discomfort coming from between its legs. Pig had drifted off to sleep with the dildo still rammed up its cunt. Eight full hours with its ass lips straining against the dildo. The rubber balls pressed tightly up against pigs balls. It reached down and pulled the dildo out of its sore ass and could feel the tissue inside holding onto the dildo. Sore from losing its lubrication and adhering itself to the latex. No time for its morning act in the bathroom. It was time to get itself together and make the phone call.
Sir Greg picked up on the second ring. He sounded annoyed almost angry. Pissed about something...
"Yeah.. What..."
"you said to call SIR"
"Yeah.. I am horny as shit cock sucker. Had a bad day yesterday at work. Today fucking sucks just as well. I need a good cock sucker today. Need to get my tension out and you are going to do just that for me. 1:00 at the bookstore. Wear shorts, sneakers, no socks, white t-shirt. Thats it.. Bring a dildo with you and be on time faggot !!"
Click... The phone went silent...
pig got itself together for its meeting with SIR. It took a hot shower and let the water run over it sore ass lips. Pig dressed in cargo shorts, a tight white t-shirt and sneakers. With the dildo securely in its front pocket, pig headed out the door and to its car.
SIR Greg was already waiting in the parking when pig pulled in. Out of its car and into the passenger seat of Sirs car.
"Fuck yeah. Dressed as ordered faggot."
He ran his hands over the pocket in pigs short and felt the bulge of the dildo hiding within.
"You remembered to bring a toy for your fag ass."
He reached under the seat in front of pig and pulled out a long piece of black material. Stretched it out and tied it around pigs head making sure pig couldn't see anything.
"You did good last week. This time we go to my house and have some fun.
The car was put into drive and pig could feel a few turns of the car and some bumpy pavement and we made our way closer to todays encounter. The car came to a few stops.. Maybe red lights or stop signs, pig was unsure. But not too long after we left the parking lot, the car came to a stop. Pig could hear the sound of a garage door opening up and then the car moved slightly forward. The sound of the garage door again as it came to a close.
"Be right back. Stay put."
SIR got out of the car and pig could hear the sound of keys, a door opening and then closing shut. Some noises from outside of the car and then its side door opening and SIRs hand pulling on pigs right shoulder.
"Step out."
Pig was guided by SIR around the car and up three steps that creaked under the movement. Into the main floor of the house and down what seemed like a long hallway. SIR wrapped his arm around pigs stomach and held it in place. The blindfold was lifted up and pig stood before a closed door.
"Down the steps and wait.."
Pig descended the wooden steps into SIRs basement. The room was dimly lit and the floor was solid concrete. The room contained a sofa and chair, a tv on a metal stand and an area rug. A workbench in the back corner and a mattress propped up against the wall. A few lights from above allowed you to see into the room but still left dark shadows here and there along the edges.
Pig started to walk a little bit around but then decided it best to just stay put near the chair and sofa.. Didn't want to have SIR thinking pig was poking around without permission. So it stood and waited for SIR.
SIR descended into the basement and looked at pig with his with his piercing brown eyes. His mouth gave a half smile in pigs direction, like a sly smirk from a bashful little boy.
"Take off your shirt"
Pigs hands grabbed the bottom of its shirt and lifted it over its head. The shirt was dropped to the side of pigs body.
"Sneakers on. Off with the shorts."
Pig undid the button on its shorts, slid them down its legs and lifted each foot through the openings. The short were kicked to the side next to its shirt. Pig now stood in SIRs basement, wearing only a pair of sneakers and a smile on its face.
Like a tiger hunting its prey, SIR was in front of pig and back handed it hard across the face. Pig could feel its teeth rattle and became confused by SIRs actions.
"You fucking faggot. Did I not tell you to shave last week. I see hair on your cock and balls and I bet your slit also has some hair. You can't do anything right faggot."
Another back hand across pigs face and it fell on its knees to the floor. As pig watched SIR move to the workbench, it rubbed at the hot areas on its face. SIR returned with a length of coarse yellow rope and told pig to place its hand behind its back. Pigs wrists were tied together and it was roughly yanked to its feet.
"One fucking thing I ask and you can't even do that. You are fucking worthless."
SIR grabbed pig by the wrists and forced it to the back corner of the basement.
"Kick off your sneakers. I was going to let you wear them so that your feet wouldn't get cold and filthy but you just lost that privilege. Off now."
With shoes removed, pig could feel the coldness of the basement floor on its bare soles. So cold that it felt damp on pigs feet. Pig was turned and forced closer to the basement wall. SIR stood in front of pig and guided it back further and further it ass cheeks now in contact with the coarse cinder block foundation. Its wrists were lifted up slightly to the middle of its back and then left go. Pig felt the cold hook on its back and its wrists becoming prisoner it its grasp.
SIR grabbed pigs face and made its lips pucker up in his grasp.
"Look at you. A naked fag attached to my wall.!"
SIR left pig standing up against the wall and returned to his workbench. He came back carrying an old rag and a roll of silver duct tape. The rag was wadded up and shoved into pigs mouth. It tasted like motor oil and was gritty with dirt.
"So you don't make too much noise faggot..."
He pulled off a large strip of the duct tape and smoothed it above pigs cock.
"Ever hear of a waxing faggot ? This is how disobedient fags gets waxed. "
The tape was yanked off of pigs body with one quick motion. Pig could feel its pubic hair being ripped out and it bit down on the dirty rag in it mouth. As tears filled its eyes, SIR looked up and smiled.
"Better.. A nice smooth patch. Good for now you will have to clean up the rest tonight. Spread your legs faggot."
A strip of duct tape was pressed in at the top of pigs ass cheeks and smoothed to just under its balls. Another quick rip and pigs legs trembled in pain as the tape removed the hair between its legs and pulled on its ass lips. With tears streaming down its face, SIR rubbed his hand in between pigs legs and felt the smoothness left behind.
"Much better faggot.. You will keep it shaved."
SIR took the spit soaked rag from pigs mouth and used it to wipe away the tears from its face. Leaving dirt and a streak of oil. Pig was scared and wanted to leave, wanted to be home. But pig didn't want to upset SIR any further so it kept its mouth shut and watched as SIR went over to the its shorts laying on the floor. He dug through the pockets and pulled out pigs dildo. Returning to pig waving the dildo in its face.
"Cock sucker likes dildos.. Huh ?? Yeah of course you do faggot. You like having your ass hole stretched and fucked.."
SIR reached down under pigs balls and poked fingers into its hole. He watched and smiled as pigs face gave way and displayed its excitement to the prodding. With his fingers roughly fucking pigs cunt, he slide the dildo half way into pigs mouth.
"Suck it faggot.. Get it wet with your spit.."
SIR only let it suck the dildo a few seconds before he pulled it away from pigs mouth and put it at the entrance of pigs hole. Its eyes widened trying to beg SIR to let it suck the dildo more, let pig get it more wet. SIR saw the fear in pigs eyes and gave pig a big toothy grin.
"Look in my eyes and don't stop. I want to watch your face as it goes into your ass."
The dildo forcing its way in.. Stretching open its ass lips.. Invading pigs sore hole. Pulling at the flesh as it worked in deeper. Pig wanted to scream wanted to make a sound wanted to move from the dildo as it opened up its cunt, but it held its position and looked into SIRS eyes. Focusing on the man that was abusing its hole. Focus on the man that minutes ago removed its pubic hair. Focus on the man that was turning this young man into his toy.
"Good faggot.. the dildo is all the way up your ass. Stay put, I have things to do.."
Pig was left standing on the cold concrete floor, its hands tied behind its back and attached to the hook. A dildo firmly pushed up its hole. It watched as SIR made his way through the basement and up the steps. The lights in the basement went off and the door at the top of the steps closed with a bang.
Holy shit... Pig was a captive. Its legs trembled and it wanted to push the dildo out but did not dare. IT tried to lift its arms up over the hook but to no avail. It was trapped by this man. It was his to do with whatever he wanted. It could only lean up against the cold concrete wall and remain impaled on the dildo wondering if he would ever come back downstairs..
Pig listened as SIR walked around upstairs. It could hear his footsteps and almost feel his presence above. Seconds later pig could hear the garage door opening. Was he going to go out and leave pig tied alone in his house? Pig waited to hear the car starting but instead heard a loud motor starting. The garage door could be heard closing back down and the noise from the motor got louder and louder. Pig looked over to the right and could see a lawn mower push by and then the legs of his sadistic captor. He was cutting the fucking lawn ? What the fuck is going on ?
For what seemed like an eternity, pig remained in the dark basement waiting for him to return. Pig hung its head and arched its back to take some of the pressure out of its legs. It came alert and to a full stance when the motor outside went dead and it could once again hear SIR walking around inside the house. The basement lights were turned back on and pig could see his feet coming down the steps.
He was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. The t-shirt was soaked with sweat and clung to his back and stomach in dark wet patched. His hairy legs were wet and glistened in the light. As he worked his way over to pig, he smiled at his faggot hanging from the wall.
"Okay faggot. Time for you to do some work. Hope your hole isn't too sore cause it will be used more today."
SIR unhooked the pig from wall and removed the rope from its wrists. Pig immediately pulled its wrists in front and tried to rub away the numbness. SIR reached around and with one pull yanked the dildo out. He laughed to himself as pig yelped from the pain. Pig was led over to the mattress and waited as SIR flipped it flat onto the floor.
"Sit your ass on the floor faggot."
Pig quickly sat down indian style and watched as SIR slid out of his sneakers, pulled his shirt and shorts off and stood in front of pig in his jock. He moved over to the mattress and lay on his back. The hair on his legs and chest were flattened down with sweat. The hair is his armpits was dark, wet and swirled together.
"Okay faggot.. crawl to me and give me a tongue bath. I worked up a good sweat outside and now I need to be cleaned. Go faggot now !!"
Pig crawled on it knees to SIR feet and licked the soles and arches. Licked and slurped up to the top of SIRs feet and sucked on his toes. Licking between each toe and tasting the sweat from his feet. Pig worked its way up SIRs ankles and its mouth was filled with small pieces of dirt and grass clipping that hung to his wet legs. The salty taste of SIRs body filled pigs mouth as it worked up his legs towards his thick thigh muscles. As pig got closer to his jock strap, it knew enough not to even go near its prize. Pig skipped over the white fabric and licked the wetness from SIRs stomach. The hairs fluttering on pigs tongue leaving their salty wetness behind. Up to gently lap at SIRs nipples that grew erect in pigs mouth with each flick of it tongue. Down the side of his body until pig nestled its face into SIRs armpit. Taking in the musky smell and licking until every hair and inch of skin had been touched by pigs tongue. Not until the bathing was repeated on both sides of SIRs body did pig work back down to his jock.
"Not yet faggot. Still have the backside. Eat my ass."
SIR flipped on the mattress and made the access to his ass more easy. Pig crawled in between his legs and licked at the back of his thighs working closer and closer to his ass crack, the hair flattened to the side of each cheek. Pig licked at the hair and breath in as its nose penetrated between the crack. Not a soapy smell like the last time. More like sweat and deep musky darkness. A stronger smell that invaded pigs nostrils and hung on. Pig worked its tongue further in and came into contact with SIRs puckered hole. It was hot, moist and strong in taste. Pig gently spread SIRs ass cheeks and began lapping from his balls to top of his ass crack. SIR moaning each time pig made a pass over his most private spot. SIR lifted up a bit and pig was invited in even further. Tongue entering into his passage licking at the warm flesh. Making love to his asshole, licking sucking and twirling its tongue to give SIR pleasure.
"Yeah good faggot. Stop."
It worked its way out to sit on the edge of the mattress and watched as SIR knelt and turned to face pig. He came closer and sniffed at pigs face.
"You look like an ass and now you smell like one two.."
A laugh escaped his lips as he placed his hand around pigs throat and pushed it to its back. Pig look up as SIR straddled over the top of its body. The cotton of the jock coming closer to pigs mouth. The damp fabric touching its lips. Pig opened its mouth and the let the front pouch slip in. SIR smiled down at pig and let loose with a stream of piss. The wetness spreading across the fabric and then squirting into pigs mouth. Pig swallowing the gift of liquid gold from SIR. Drinking it in, feeling the warmness in its mouth and tasting the bitterness as is went down its throat.
"You fucking piss drinking faggot."
SIR pulled his jock out and to the side and forced his balls into pigs mouth. It bathed them and sucked at his tender skin. Then a hard cock entering into its mouth. Fucking the opening pumping and throbbing on its tongue. Back and forth, pig licking his ballsack and sucking on his dick. His fingers probing into pigs cunt and jabbing with hard thrusts. Pig with its knees pushed up by the sides of its head as he fucked in and out of its cunt. Looking down at pig letting a tendril of spit fall onto pigs lips. Pumping in and out of pig, groaning and pushing harder on pigs body. Jerky movements.. Quick full jabs of his cock and then he stayed inside and closed his eyes. His legs trembled and his weight increased. A moan as he pulled out of pig and small spasms in his stomach as he had pig suck his cock of its ass juices and the remaining bits of cum still clinging in his piss slit..
SIR reached behind and spread pigs abused ass lips with his fingers. A cold pointy object started to push in. Skinny and growing fatter as it went in deeper. Pig could feel it ass flesh opening further and then clamping back down around a rubbery base.
"This is a gift for you faggot. A plug to hold my cum in your hole. You leave it in until you get home. When you remove it you will eat my cum and think of me. Now get dressed it is time to go.."
With that SIR and pig dressed in the dark confines of the basement. Pig was once again blindfolded and led to the car. The ride back to the parking lot a bit uncomfortable this time as pig could feel the plug dig in deeper as the car passed over each bump. The black material removed after the car came to a stop in the parking lot. SIR telling pig to call him again during the middle of the week.
A smile on pigs face as it drove home. Taken, abused, used, plugged and happy..
Next chapter: Hope you liked this chapter of pigs life. It tried to make it longer then the last.. Should it continue ? You can send any comments to smoothslave@att.net