Date: Fri, 12 Jan 2007 14:48:50 -0500
From: Steve <stephalan@earthlink.net>
Subject: Hunting Camp Cum Slut
My story is about a submissive man that thrives on abuse. Degradation,
humiliation, shame and pain best describe his passion. I am also a
submissive and with the bit in my mouth attached to the leash around my
Master's wrist, I want to feel the sting of his whip and wetness of his
spittle as he keeps me crawling around a circle on all fours in humiliated
pleasure. Only if you desire to grovel at another person's feet will you
find pleasure in my story. If not, look elsewhere for you will be repelled
and your cock not hardened.
I dedicate my story to my friends Jerry, Thom and Alan who have
demonstrated by their minds and actions their willingness serve at the
altar of the cock and ass. They live in that wickedly wonderful world of
the submissive where epitaphs like pervert, queer, sicko, cum slut, ass
wipe and piss drinker are names not just to be called but represent those
acts of degradation that they gladly perform and crave in order to be
dominated by their Master. May they never satisfy their need for abuse
so that they will never cease to sexually serve the world.
Please email me with your experiences, thoughts and ideas and I promise
to rise up to the occasion and respond hard and tall to each response I
receive. Grandfathers over 65 years are always a special treat.
The Hunting Camp Cum Slut
I finally got up enough courage to tell my fiancee, Connie, about being
used as fuck meat by my Father and brothers as well as their friends
since I was a boy. I was concerned about her reaction to my sexual past
since I am a submissive and it involved incest and homosexuality along
with every and any twisted sex act you could imagine. To my relief she
was not repelled by it. To my excitement it turned her on and held
promise for us to have a continuing if not expanding sex life after our
marriage.
After I had told her about my situation she had made her own confession
about fucking my Father. I had been in the military service at the time
and as far as she was concerned her indiscretion was just one of those
things. The idea of me being used sexually as I derived pleasure from
being degraded and humiliated excited her. She wanted to see me act as
a submissive by getting my Father to fuck her in front of me. I did as
she asked and they had a powerful fuck as I sat and watched. I wanted
to be part of their sex but they would not even let me take my clothes
off, they would not even let me touch myself. They finally made a small
concession by letting me lick them clean of the aftermath of their
fucking.
As I laid there after cleaning my Daddy's cock and fiancee's cunt of their
spent cum and fuck juices, I realized that I was more content than I had
ever been before in my life. I knew that Connie would not only be my wife
but most important of all my Master. She was stronger than I had
realized and I knew with absolute assurance that she would lead me to
the depth of my twisted desires.
I was so fortunate to have found Connie because she would not only use
and encourage my depravities but had the will and strength to test my
very soul. Although my Daddy always held the roots to become a
dominate it was not until I provided him the opportunity to taste the
passion of domination did it grow in him. I brought it out of him and
cultivated it for my own desires. Connie on the other hand was innately
a dominatrix. She always encouraged my perversions and used them for
her own selfish sadistic pleasures. Those pleasures also included taking
away my very manhood in her ownership over me. I know how it feels to
offer your being, mouth, ass, body and soul to be used for the pleasure
of others. I've tried to talk with others about this deep need that I
carry inside but they never understand. They have no idea the joy and
pleasure that there is in complete submission and abuse. They are
repelled by the idea and of me for desiring it. Connie never discouraged
my depravities, she rejoiced in them and instinctly knew how to lead me
in my desires. She was smart and ruthless which only brought me more
and more into what I was born to be. I was born to be a pervert, an
object for anyone to relieve their needs. I have a hunger for filth,
degradation and humiliation. I know the smell and taste of piss, shit and
cum floating in a dirty toilet bowl.
This perverted nature of mine seemed to exists from the time my
memory started and only grew stronger as I got older. I grew up on a
farm. When I was about seven years old the seeds of my depraved needs
began to show themselves. I was always in a state of arousal looking for
any opportunity to express my sexuality. I sucked off my first dog at
that age. A neighbor friend and I that I coon hunted with and sucked
off regularly were hunting one night. It was not particularly exciting to
suck his cock he was so passive that he wanted me to do him just through
the fly of his trousers. That night when I had been sucking him, one of
his dogs, a male black and tan hound, came back to us. My friend dared
me to suck off his dog. It did not take much urging on his part because
the nastiness of it excited me. I liked the way my friend stared at me as
I got his dog to lie down on its side. When I tried to touch his doggie
cock he snapped at me and wanted to get away so I just started petting
him gradually working below to his belly until he finally let me touch his
dog cock. I started by masturbating him inside his sheath covering until
he started to get hard and then his pink dick protruded from its covering.
I liked the fact that a dog has no foreskin just the meat of his cock so
he has to secrete pre cum constantly. The pre cum is clear, warm and
very watery with a very sweet taste but it gives off a foul smell. I
leaned down and begin to lick his doggie cock until he was quite hard and
he began his pivot fuck my mouth. In a few moments he was ramming his
doggie cock down my throat in complete abandonment until he rewarded
me with squirt after squirt of his doggie cum.
When I began with my brothers and their friends they were young and
didn't know how to really abuse me, other than kidding me and make me
suck them or one of their friends. They did attempt to fuck me but I
thought getting fucked in the ass was dirty, and didn't want to do it.
When I began Junior High I was 12. It open up so many possibilities for
me. I could find cocks on my own. We lived about six miles from school
and I rode the school bus. After school and while waiting for my bus
sometimes I would suck guys from school in the back of the school or in
some bushes. Once in awhile I would miss my bus and have to walk. I
soon began to hitch-hike. People seemed eager to give me rides.
Once I had a man pick me up and immediately he began to talk to me
about young pussy at school and wanted to know how much I got. When
I told him none. He said then I must like to play with my self. He said
he liked to play with himself. My cock went rock hard. I had never
sucked a grown man. By this time we were on the outskirts of town and
there was not much traffic. He pulled my hand to his cock and told me
he knew where we could cock play. I didn't say yes or no but I went with
him. I sucked him twice. He didn't say much just sat in his car and laid
back and let me suck him. His first cum was real quick, but I took my
time with the second and we both loved it. He thanked me and drove me
real close to my house.
I picked up quickly on hitch-hiking as a new source for man cock. After
several good scores I got picked up by this man who told me he had seen
me several times hitch-hiking. After I got in the car I put my left hand
on the seat and began to move it slowly towards his leg. He smiled and
leaned his leg towards my hand. I thought to myself yes, yes I've scored
again. He took me to an old burned out farm house that I later learned
was a hangout for queers. This man was different. He wanted me to get
nude so he could look at me. After I undressed he had me take his cock
out and kiss it and lick it but he would not let me suck him yet. Then he
would have me sit back and he would tell me how pretty I was and how
girly I was. This made me nervous and feel very strange but it excited
me too. Then he wanted us to go outside. We were in a wooded area so
there was nobody around. He held me and tried to kiss me but I
managed to avoid his kisses. He got very angry when I would not kiss him
and told me in a very loud and strong voice that I was his pussy. He
twisted me around held my hips and spit on my buttocks. He jerked me
back to his cock. I became terrified and began to cry. Hell I was only
12 years old. His cock entered me slowly, stretching me, tearing me,
burning me. It felt so huge going inside me I thought he would never
stop. He was mumbling stuff like " pretty girl, my sweet pussy, break
open that hole, such as sweet pussy." Once he had his cock completely
inside me he grabbed my hips and held me to his groin as he stood up and
walked around. As he walked with me attached to him I began to get a
feeling of satisfaction. I felt like I was his girl and I liked feeling that
way. I had many fantasies about being the girl friend to many men. The
pain was diminishing, and pleasure seeping in. I was like a rag doll, limp
and totally exhausted. When he came it felt so warm and then after he
just held me to him. I felt his cock becoming limp. God I love to feel a
cock go limp in my pussy or mouth. I now had a new quest, a new hunger.
When the man fucked me I finally found out what it was like to be
fucked. I knew right then I would be fucked more and more. It is so
hard to describe how it feels when the head of a cock begins to stretch
my pussy, how soothing the smooth head feels as it enters me, how my
ass opens deeper and deeper to take in the entire length of the shaft,
how full and complete I feel to have a cock buried deep inside me and just
held there with no movement, how my pussy feels when he makes one
brief movement of say an inch hard and fast but then he stops again, and
how delicious it is having a cock pulled out slow and then shoved back in
hard and deep.
When I got older and my Daddy and brothers began to use me to satisfy
their needs. It was very different with my Daddy as compared with my
brothers. Now that I am older and have had literally hundreds and
hundreds of men, I realize that Daddy was wary of me or what I
represented. His need to control and use me always existed but perhaps
he could not let himself be aware of it and certainly could not
acknowledge it. I got a thrilling satisfaction in bringing out that need he
so carefully hid and controlled until I introduced it to him and then it
became the focus of his life. Well certainly the focus of life as far as I
was concerned. I get hard at the thought of what I helped create in
Daddy.
At first he was so tentative in telling me to suck his cock but the more
submissive I became the more his need to degrade and abuse me
increased. In the beginning he would only want me to satisfy him when
we were alone late at night in the dark of his bedroom. Gradually he
began to test his power over me and became more blatant with his
demands. After a while all he had to do was squeeze his cock and I knew
I was to service him. Even the way I sucked his cock changed. In the
beginning he wanted a quick cum but I was soon making love to his cock
instead of simply sucking him. I would go to him as he rested in the living
room recliner and take his cock out as I would kiss and lick the head and
sides of it. I would glance up at him and he would have his eyes closed
with a faint smile on his face. I would suck him slowly because I knew
how much he liked it. He liked my lips warm and moist as I made love to
the cock that made me. When Daddy would cum I would stop sucking and
let him ooze his cum into my mouth. Then I would begin to milk the
remaining cum from his cock with my fingers. I loved to savor his dick
juice.
I had been and fucked a few times by men before I became my Father's
pussy. Daddy never knew I had fucked men before him. He took great
pride in thinking he was the first man that I serviced.
Domination and degradation exist in the mind not in the sensations of the
body and that fucking of my mind is what I craved most deeply. Both
Connie and Daddy knew how to control my mind. Soon my Daddy realized
that I would not only do whatever sex act he wanted on him but he could
get me to do it for anybody else as well.
I remember one Saturday afternoon Daddy told me we were going into
town because we had to pick up some feed for the animals. We often
went to town for that purpose so I didn't give it a thought. On the way
Daddy told me to look at what he had as he put his hand on his cock. I
knew what he wanted, my heart jumped and my cock twitched. I love to
suck him off as we drove because he would allow me to suck him openly in
view of trucks as they passed by. I put my hand on his cock and began to
rub it. I looked at him to make sure this was what he wanted and he had
a twisted grin on his face. I started to take his cock out several times
but he told me not yet and said I could only feel it through his pants.
Daddy knew how to get into my head. All the time I was touching his cock
through his pants he was telling me what he wanted to do to me and let me
do to him. He got me so worked up I started to beg hin to let me suck his
cock just for a couple of minutes. He would say no but then tease me
asking me how fast I thought that I could get him off and then once again
let me start touching his cock. Just when I thought he would let me suck
him he would again say no. Back and forth, I thought I would go crazy I
wanted him so much. I would have done anything.
He said that before we went into town we needed to go to his friend,
Wymen, first. When we drove up Daddy sort of padded my head as we got
to the door and said "Be nice." I didn't know what he meant. Once we
got inside Daddy sat in a living room chair and Wymen on his couch.
Neither of them said anything until Wymen took my hand and patted the
couch next to him. After I sat down Wymen told me what nice things
Daddy had told him about me and put his hand on my leg. I looked at
Daddy and he just stared but said nothing. Wymen moved over to me, put
his arm around me, pulled me to him and put my hand on his cock. I looked
over at Daddy who was unbuckling his belt. I had never been with anyone
except my Father and brothers. When Wymen began to unbuckle my
pants I got scared and ran over to my Daddy. "God damn you, Danny." he
hollered at me. "Didn't I fucking tell you to be nice. Don't pretend that
you are afraid of dick, we both know better than that. Wymen has a
fantastic cock and you're going to love sucking on it. Go get it now boy
before he changes his mind." I was scared but very excited.
I walked over to Wymen slowly almost tentatively. When I got to him he
kissed me deeply and began to unbutton my shirt as well as his own. He
moved a hand to my chest and began to tweak my nipples. Daddy was nude
and stroking his cock and said to me "Show Wymen how your Daddy taught
you to suck cock." and then he said to Wymen "Isn't he just like I said,
a total pussy." I put my hand on Wymen's cock and began to rub it.
Wymen said to me "If you want it boy you are going to have to pull it out
of my pants." I heard Daddy in a low voice say to me "Take out his fucking
cock, Danny." His cock was about 5" and fat, the skin covered about half
of the head.
By now I was nude as was Daddy and Wymen. I began to lick his cock,
first the head getting it real wet then I licked the shaft up and down
continuing to slide my tongue over the head. I could feel his cock sort of
jerk and he would murmur and rub my head. I was so excited all I wanted
was to suck his cock so I almost didn't hear Wymen when he said to Daddy
"And all this time we could have had so much fun with him, he is a such a
good cock sucker, he will make us such a good bitch." Daddy said "Our
bitch." I felt a wave of excitement to think that I was going to be their
bitch, their whore, their queer. Daddy and Wymen would make comments
telling me how to suck Wymen's cock. "Make it last, you cock sucker"
Daddy said. "Just use your tongue to lick it, I want it to go real slow." I
heard Wymen say a moment later. Wymen ran his finger down to my boy-
pussy. He curled his fingers sliding it into the crevice of my ass. Then he
used his fingers to find my pussy hole as he forced his middle finger up
to the first joint inside my ass. I looked at my Daddy. He was really
getting off on this as spit drooled from his mouth and a single strand of
pre cum extended from his cock to a small pool of pre cum that had
gathered on his leg. Daddy told Wymen "Work that fucking pussy." I
liked the way his finger felt in my ass. He started to finger fuck me and
whatever he was doing was going to make me cum. I spread my legs as he
fingered me but could no longer stand. I began to shove my buttocks back
against his finger. Daddy said "That's it Danny fuck his finger with your
ass. Now really start working his dick with your throat so that you can get
him off." Wymen began to moan and then he shot rope after rope of cum
into my mouth and down my throat. I held his cock in my mouth until it
softened, running my tongue around its head and down his shaft licking him
clean of all his cum. I love cum.
He said to my Daddy "Jesus Jimmy, your boy can suck cock. He really
worked my cock with his mouth and that tongue of his is like velvet the
way he kept flickering it over my head. I just hope I didn't hurt the boy's
throat shoving it in so deep and hard. Even though he belongs to all of us
now that you turned him into a little slut boy, I don't want to damage
community property, you know." He and Daddy began to laugh and I
walked over to my Daddy as he was still playing with his dick. I just could
not refuse the way his cock shined with that pre cum all over it, I had to
give it a lick. That's all I did get was a lick when Daddy said "Not just yet
Danny, I'll let you suck me off on the way home." Daddy and Wymen just
kept on talking and laughing as they rubbed and fondled their cock and
balls. At some point they both looked over at me and started to laugh.
Wymen grabbed hold of his hard on and pulled it down so it was pointing
at me and they laughed again. I think that is when I realized how much I
enjoyed other people watching me when I was sexually abused.
I thought about this as I laid at Connie's and my Daddy's feet and
wondered if they would let me lick and pleasure them again but I knew
that from now on I would always have to wait to be asked. I could no
longer do the asking.
When I got back in the truck with Daddy I immediately reached over to
unbuckle his pants. "Not so fast, Danny. Daddy wants to have a little
company first." We drove for a while and Daddy stopped at this outhouse
that seemed to be in the middle of nowhere and told me to follow him.
When we got inside it was a three holer and there was one guy already on
one of them taking a shit. Daddy pulled down my pants and underwear and
put me down on one of the other holes and stood in front of me. He
looked at me and started to squeeze his cock which was always our signal
that he was ready for me to suck him off.
With the other guy there I wasn't sure what I should do so I hesitated
but Daddy said to me "Come on Danny, get to work. This nice man knows
what hard dick looks like don't be so fucking shy." I scooted my ass so
that I was closer to the edge and unbuckled Daddy's pants. He never wore
any underwear so his pants fell immediately to his ankles. He grabbed his
cock and I leaned forward and began licking the head of his cock. He took
his hand from his cock and put it behind my head as he started to slide his
cock down my throat. "Oh yeah, just like that" he said as he slid his cock
in and out of my throat. The guy that was sitting there taking a shit
seemed to be so amazed by what was happening that he stood up with his
pants still around his ankles and stood next to Daddy staring at me as I
sucked Daddy's cock. I don't think he could believe what he was seeing.
That's when my Daddy said to him "Would you like to get your cock sucked
Mister? I've trained my son well and he really knows how to work a dick.
Why don't you sit back down there on the crapper and I'll tell my boy to
give your cock a work out. He does whatever I tell him." After the guy
sat down again and my mouth was hovering over his cock, Daddy said "Suck
him good Danny." I did just that. I don't think that old guy ever got it
from a boy before but I know he sure liked it by how much cum he shot
and the way he carried on when he was shooting it. After I finished him
Daddy finally let me take care of his cock too. He wanted it real slow so
he would not let me use my hands or mouth only my tongue. Shit he was
so fucking hot he still shot his load in no time.
As we were driving home Daddy asked if I enjoyed our afternoon and I
told him it was the best afternoon of my entire life. My Daddy, Wymen
and another guy by the name of Vernon hunted together. He asked me if
I would like to start going with them on their hunting trips. He said "If
I let you come with us you would have to be even nicer than you were this
afternoon. You would be our camp slut, our very own pussy boy and you
would have to do anything and everything any of us asked you to do." I
said to him "I always do what you tell me. I would be the best pussy boy
ever, if you will let me come." He said it was all right with him and Wymen
but I needed to get Vernon's okay as well.
Vernon was an auto mechanic who had his own shop and employed two
other men. He was about 6'2", weighed around 200 pound, had salt and
pepper hair with a nice hairy chest. He seemed gentle enough and very
kind in some respects but his voice was firm, his touch was controlling.
For instance, he would place his hand on my shoulder, squeeze and sort of
urge me in the direction he wanted me to go. He had a thin smile and when
he was pleased it was a thrill to me.
Vernon was very different from Wymen. When I was with Wymen I felt
he was aware of Daddy and would consider whether or not Daddy would
agree with what he wanted to do to me. Vernon wasn't like that at all. He
took what he wanted and didn't care what my Daddy or anybody else
thought. Vernon liked to dominate me and it was best of all if he could
humiliate me with people watching.
When Daddy took me to Vernon's as was true later when he took me to
other men, they had full use of my boy pussy, pussy mouth and total
control of me. Most of the time Daddy would take me to Vernon's shop
or home but that first time he took me to his shop. When I got to his
place he always liked to put a collar on me. Sometimes it was a belt or a
dirty towel but he always used something. It was his way of saying I
fucking own you.
I remember that first time I walked in with Daddy, he didn't even look at
my Daddy. He reached up to a belt he had hanging from a nail and put it
around my neck. I think that he put the belt there to use on me. He put
his hand behind my head and started to walk me around the shop like a dog
or a horse. Daddy and the two workers just stared at him. He told me
in this real quiet voice how cute and sexy I was and told me how to start
shaking my ass. I was really shaking my ass hard and he said "Good my
little slut boy, you know how to shake your ass but most important of all
you know how to obey." He lead me into his office and started to teach
me how to lick my lips and openly stare at his crotch. I did it for a few
minutes but then forgot and looked up. He slapped me and said in a firm
voice with his face near mine "I told you to look at my fucking crotch, slut
boy. Don't you know how to listen to what I tell you." I soon learned there
was never any question about whether or not I would obey Vernon.
He liked to have his cock nursed in his office with his door wide open. He
knew that scared me because his workers or even clients could come in at
any time and see me on the floor sucking his cock and balls. Sometimes he
would slide forward in his chair exposing his ass as he braced himself with
his feet. He loved to make me crawl over to him and smell his ass before
licking it clean, then work down to his feet and toes and make them wet
with my spit. He liked the door open because it emphasized his complete
control over me and my willingness to do anything he wanted no matter
how disgusting. Most importantly I wanted people to see and know that
I would do anything no matter how degrading to be dominated by him.
Even now my cock gets hard when I think of my early lessons in submission
and humiliation. I can almost taste it I like it so much. Vernon had no
fear of anyone causing trouble, not Daddy, not the police, not anybody.
During other visits if there was time and the shop was not too busy he left
his workers play with me once he was finished. Because he thought of me
as his property he could give me to them and since he was their employer
he could watch them and tell them what to do to me.
The first time I went to Vernon's house was the first time he fucked me.
I had been fucked by my different men and my Daddy but their cocks
were much smaller than Vernon's. At that age I really didn't have enough
experience with different cocks and their relative size but I knew Vernon
had a really huge cock. Don't think for a minute that I did not want to
have sex with Vernon. With his quiet masculinity and authority, I felt
truly possessed by him. When I had been with my family or Wymen I felt
like I always had to instigate sex or figure out how to get them to try
something new. Not with Vernon. I could just let him take control and
I could be the submissive I was inside.
He and I worked a long time before he got his cock in me that first time.
I sure as hell was not fighting him. I did everything I could to get him
inside me. It was just that he was so big. We must of spent hours as I
worshiped his dick and he worked at opening my ass. I think I wanted his
cock more than I wanted anything else before. He made me beg him to
put his big cock inside me. We finally succeeded by me straddling his lap
as I faced him and sat on his cock. It took a lot of pushing down by me
but what finally made it work was when he pushed down on my shoulders
and his cock finally slid into me. I remember there was one point when he
got just the head of his cock inside me and I didn't think he could get any
farther but it also felt like his cock was locked inside me and he could not
take it out. That is when he told me if I was a real pig slut I would "oink"
at him to put it in. I said "oink" louder and louder and then changed to
"oink, please." That is when my ass ring tore a bit and he slipped inside
me. It hurt a lot and it was not so good for me that first time but
gradually the more we worked at it the more I liked him fucking me.
There is something so intense about being fucked by a really big cock.
Your ass is full and satisfied in the most amazing way.
It was also with Vernon that I learned to suck his cock just after he pulled
it out of my ass. He was always thinking of some new way to play with my
head and I was always looking for something a little more twisted to go
just that much lower. Vernon had a powerful sex drive and many times he
liked a strong vigorous fuck followed by an almost languid easy suck. The
only difficulty was he wanted a virtually seamless transition from one to
the other in spite of his cock just coming out of my shitty ass. When I
first tried it I thought it was so gross and I would often gag from the
smell and residue of shit and ass slime that was still on his cock. That's
when Vernon helped me because I not only learned how to suck a shitty
dick but learned the thrill of doing something vile and disgusting. I
started to understand what it meant to be a true sex pig.
After he slid his cock out of my ass but before I began sucking his cock I
would breathe in very deeply to get the full stinky smell of shit and then
slowly lick those little clumps of shit that clung to Vernon's cock. Many
times he would hold back my head and ask in this innocent voice "Are you
hungry for something to eat, piggie?" I would answer yes or please give it
to me but he always wanted me to say it in a more demeaning way. I
remember one time I was just straight forward when I asked "Hey Mister,
can I eat the shit off your dick, please." I enjoyed being a pervert and
accepted the act of going down on a shitty cock as a welcome step down
the path of becoming a submissive. It takes many such steps to relinquish
any personal choice about sex or any other matter and obey
unquestioningly. I would hold his cock and look at it making sure I had
licked away all shit. If I had missed a spot I would lick it and lick it. When
I later did it for other men, a few would laugh and call me names, ask me
questions, but most men would just stand or lay there as I worshiped their
cock.
After Vernon taught me to enjoy the smells and tastes from a shitty cock,
he wanted me to give him a more complete and thorough cleaning. That is
when he began to lie on his back after he fucked me and encouraged me to
work on his pubic hair extending my licks to his hips once I thoroughly
finished his cock and balls. That eventually included him turning on his
stomach so that I could work on his buttocks before licking that beautiful
cleft of his ass as he spread his cheeks wide for me. I learned to lick with
the flat of my tongue up and down the crevice of his ass. I grew to like
the taste of body odor, sweat and piss just as I had the taste of shit.
Since those early beginnings I have licked fresh cum and piss from the
floor of restrooms in adult theaters. I have even licked the bowl inside a
toilet. I love to press the tip of my tongue into a person's asshole until I
can filch out the cum and shit deep inside. I have done this for many men
and some woman (Connie loved it when she no longer allowed me to fuck
her). I should also add that since I grew up on a farm, the taste of a dog's
ass was not unknown to me.
When I met Vernon out at his house he liked to take me into the woods and
strip us both down so he could feel the fresh air on his body as I sucked
his cock or licked his ass. He always brought his leash and I was only
allowed to crawl and say "oink." It would take hours for him to violate me
he enjoyed our "walks" so much. If someone came by it only enticed him
more. There was one big tree that had fallen on its side that he liked to
lean over as I knelt and ate out his ass. We would use that same tree if he
was in the mood to mount me for a good fucking. I am deeply grateful to
Vernon he taught me so much with his mind games about the joy of being
dominated and the thrill of being humiliated and abused.
He had a rape game that he particularly enjoyed which involved him staking
me out spread eagle by my hands and legs. After he would finish staking
me out he would pretend that he was a hunter in the woods that accidently
stumbled on me. In this rape role he would dry fuck me savagely inflicting
great pain and invariably managing to tear my cunt so there was blood to
evidence his rape. I remember he would stand up, start to dress and as
he would begin to buckle his pants he would say "You filthy slut boy,
showing men your boy cunt to satisfy your evil desires. I'll leave you just
like this and maybe someone will come by and do more than give you a fuck."
He would take my clothes with him and call my Daddy several hours later
telling him that his fuck son was tied up somewhere in the woods but would
not tell him where. When he left me like that in the woods waiting for
Daddy to find me I would try to soothe myself by jacking off and working
my tities. That is when I would have a deep hunger to suck and nurse
Daddy's cock A lot of it was power with Vernon and not just over me but
Daddy too.
I was now the camp whore for the hunting trio of my Daddy, Wymen and
Vernon. When Daddy discovered me it was to be his own cunt, his own
pussy, but soon he wanted me as his property to share with Wymen and
Vernon so that he could watch them do things to me as he encouraged
them. I think it was probably Vernon that wanted to bring queers to serve
them on their camping trips. I know it was Vernon that finally decided I
would be their boy slut on these trips.
Their hunting trips lasted anywhere from several days to a week.
Whenever we left for a trip the three of them huddled together in the
warm truck cabin but I was stripped and leashed in the back of the truck
like a pet or piece of livestock. From the time the trip began I was there
Pig Boy, their cum slut and never allowed to speak unless specifically
addressed by one of them. Their camp sites were very private. After we
arrived at camp it was my duty to perform all chores. If I was not working
I was leashed near the tents but never allowed to sleep or be inside any
tent unless I was taken inside to provide service for one or more of my
Masters. I became accustomed to the cold, sleeping on the ground and
squatting as I shat where I slept. Since I was eating shit anyway the smell
of shit as I slept never bothered me.
It was Vernon that first began beating me. It started when he took me
into his tent and he would begin to play with me by twisting my tits as he
finger fucked me. My tits are directly wired to my cock and I get more
feeling in my cock through my tits then by directly touching my cock and
as to the finger fucking, I have a cunt and loved it. When Vernon would
twist my tits as he worked my ass I could not help from moaning and even
broke the taboo of speaking when I begged him to fuck me. He said I was
a filthy disgusting whore and not a boy at all but a dirty hole for men to
use. That is when he told me that I needed to be punished and the spanking
started. That is when Vernon found out he not only liked to spank me but
liked to cause me physical pain in many other ways.
After be began spanking me he never led me into his tent or told me to go
in his tent, he preferred to grab me by the hair pulling me into his tent.
He worked on each part of my body where I derived great sexual pleasure
and tried to turn it on me so I would associate pain with those parts of my
body and not pleasure. My tits grew quite large and protruded way out
from my chest from the tit work they got from the guys but also because
playing with my tits made my cock seep so much I liked to work them as
well. With all that attention they were always in an inflamed red or purple
condition and became more and more sensitive. When Vernon would pinch
or twist them I would usually gasp with pleasure holding on to his back with
both hands to try to hold him near my chest. That is when he started to
use his teeth on them.
At first it was a little bite with his front teeth, just a nip really but soon
he used the length of my nipples to suck them deep in his mouth to his back
molars. He would start with a not too harsh chew but invariably ended up
smashing down on my nipples with his molars and then grinding his teeth
back and forth. The worst time when I came out of his tent both my tits
were torn and bleeding freely. That is when Wymen stepped in and made
Vernon stop. It did not stop him from giving me pain it only made him more
careful not to leave visible marks.
Whenever I sucked his cock now he would yank and pull at my hair. It was
much harder to enjoy doing the sucking but I somehow managed. Once
when he was spanking me I was bent forward and my little ball sac swung
back just as his hand was coming down for a smack and it hit me right on
the balls. It hurt so hard I fell to the ground and went in a fetal position
to protect my nuts. Unfortunatly the seed was planted in Vernon's head.
He began by thumping my balls from the rear. It is a strange sensation
unlike any other feeling I've ever had. It sort of feels like your falling and
you want to vomit but it's really exciting too. That's what it feels like if
they are thumped but the excitement part went away once he started to
strike them with a stick. I don't know maybe if Vernon was doing it to me
for sexual pleasure, my mind might have been able to accept it and enjoy
it in some perverted sexual way. There was nothing sexual in the way
Vernon gave me pain. It was to take away any and all pleasure and turn it
into pain. His fucking pain games finally culminated in him trying to shove
large bottles up my ass. My screaming brought in both Daddy and Wymen
and from then on if Vernon had sex with me both of them had to be
present.
My Daddy and Wymen soon found out that spanking me followed by hard
fucking was something new and they really enjoyed it too. So did I. It was
different because everyone was getting off sexually in spite of my sore
crimson ass. Fucking and spanking became a popular combination for a
while. One of them would start by slapping my ass with their hand harder
and harder until I was crying and my ass was crimson. Then I would be
brutally fucked by the same guy. That taste of domination still thrills me.
Beat to the point of no resistance and then used without any regard for my
pain.
As the two others would follow suit with their spanking and fucking
combination, I would sometimes tire from the exhaustion of being beaten
and the vigorous fuck I would give their cocks with my ass. I was always
willing for sex. The remaining two took turns using a paddle to get my
tired ass moving for them or if that did not work I got clothes pins
attached to my cock and balls or around my anus. Jesus, it was so fucking
exciting but I had to be careful not to let them know that I was purposely
slowing down to see what else they would do to me.
It was my Daddy's idea to shit in my mouth. It was on our third camping
trip and they were looking for something new. I wasn't sure if I liked the
idea of gobbling down their turds. They knew that I could not be induced
to do something simply by the threat of pain. They knew I enjoyed pain
and it gave me pleasure, so the threat of pain alone was less likely to make
me do something. Vernon had a rather large hound that always came with
us on our hunting trips. He usually slept with me outside but once Vernon
found out I liked to have sex with the hound during the night, we were
each leashed at a sufficient distance to keep us apart. Vernon proposed
I do what I will with the hound if I would agree to eat their shit after.
The idea was wickedly attractive to me because not only would I fuck with
the dog again but I would have them as an audience to watch me do it. I
thought that it was perverted, degrading and disgusting so I readily
agreed. I know that Vernon like the idea as well because he wanted me
degraded and abused even by his fucking hound.
Once the dog and I were released from our prospective leashes, I went
over to the dog and begin to pet it. He was accustomed to me playing with
his cock and balls and had no objection to me jacking him into hardness. It
had been a while since I licked his doggie cock so it was no trouble getting
him on his back so that I could kneel over him, expose three or four inches
of doggie meat from its sheath and begin to suck him. Dog cock is very
different from human cock in every way. There is no fore skin only flesh
making their cocks much less spongy than a human cock, pre cum constantly
oozes over the cock shaft and best of all near the base of their cock is a
knot. It is called a knot because that is very much what it looks like. It is
as if the red meat of a dog's cock was literally tied in a knot. The knot
functions as a sort of lock during fucking since it is much larger than the
other parts of a dog's cock. Once the dog rams that large knot past the
opening and the opening closes behind the knot the cock is locked inside
the bitch and cannot be removed. I fully intended to be the hound's bitch.
As I exposed more and more of the cock shaft and continued to lick and
suck on it, I could feel the dog licking on my cock and balls dangling just
above his head. He and I have only done that a few times before but it
always indicates the dog's readiness to fuck. It excited me so and I
pushed his hind end forward so that he would begin a pivoting fuck of my
mouth in the hope that he would expose his knot. Then his knot slipped
through the sheath and I could see the size of it. I could never allow the
dog to get that knot in my throat because I would surely choke so I pulled
his cock out of my mouth and began licking the entire shaft and the knot
in particular.
I had to have him, I could wait no longer. I knelt on all fours and spread
my legs as far as I could so that my cunt was as low and as accessible to
the dog as possible. This was not new to him and I soon felt his nails
digging into the sides of my flesh to hold me in position as his cock rammed
me trying to find my opening. This was always the tricky part because I
could not use my hands to reach back. If I did that would pull him from
his mount, me. I just had to be patient and endure his jabs. Once he
found my cunt opening he was in but an inch or two before sliding his entire
cock inside me. I had to let him ram me freely and deeply if I was to get
his knot. His thrusts became more and more forceful and soon I felt that
big fucking knot trying to pound its way into my hole. At this point I could
hear Vernon talking to his dog "Ram the fucking bitch, Blackie. Get in
there all the way and fuck her like the slut finally needs to be fucked." His
knot tore through my hole and we were locked as one. It is always scary
but very exciting at that point. His knot is so fucking big that it seems to
fill my whole ass and his fucking is fast, hard and very deep. There is that
moment of panic not knowing whether or not it will all fit inside me and the
even bigger concern whether the dog will tear up my insides with his vicious
pounding. My cunt took care of everything. I relaxed myself into the fuck
and welcomed his doggie cock. Soon I was pushing back my ass to meet his
thrusts and milking his dog meat with my ass muscles. My hole was plenty
wet just from his constant pre cum but once he started to squirt his cum
inside my cunt I was leaking. In the past I would grab his paws and hold
him until the size of his knot decreased and he could more easily get out
of me but this time the guys were cheering and hollering so much that he
became too excited for me to hold and he tore his knot from my pussy.
Sure it fucking hurt but I was so hot it was pain that felt as good as if I
was cumming. I felt so empty after Blackie pulled out that I just wanted
to lay there fingering my pussy and rubbing my dick until I came. I couldn't
cum yet there was shit to be eaten.
The guys had taken off their clothes and were playing with their cocks as
they watched the dog fuck me. Daddy called me over to him and when I
got to him he grabbed my hand and brought it to the crevice of his ass.
Vernon didn't even look at Daddy but grabbed my other hand and led me
over to a tree that had fallen down which they had been using to squat
over and shit. Vernon loved to humiliate me more than anything else and
making me eat shit was the ultimate humiliation so far, so there was never
any question in his mind who would be doing the shitting. When we got to
the tree he motioned for me to lay down but I hesitated because I would
have to lie in shit. I felt his strong hand on my shoulder as he pushed me
down and said "Boy, if you are going to eat shit laying down in it should be
easy." I laid flat on the ground along side the tree in the shit but tried to
keep my neck tilted upward to keep my head out of it. Vernon knew what
I was doing and put his hand on top my forehead pushing my head down
until I felt the squish on the back of my head as the shit slid around my
head touching my ears. Vernon gave me one of his thin happy smiles.
Once he got himself settled on the tree he said to me "Lick my ass Pig Boy
and I'll feed you some shit." I raised my head and tried to lick his hole but
because of the way he was sitting his cheeks closed off his asshole from
my tongue. I think he could feel my tongue licking in his crevice but unable
to get directly to his shitter, so he leaned forward, pulled his ass cheeks
apart and leaned his stomach on his knees so that I could definitely get to
his hole. I started to lick him and was accustomed at this point to lick
away bits of shit.
As I was licking him, I felt his ass hole stick out and since I was also
holding his ass I could feel his body straining to push out the shit. Soon
a couple little balls of shit were pushed out of his hole and into my mouth.
He looked behind to be sure I was eating them just as I swallowed the
first one. Shit certainly was not completely foreign to me since I had
licked it many times from each of their cocks but these chewy balls of shit
were a different matter. I forced myself to start chewing but the
hardest part was swallowing them without any liquid. Just then a big turd
started to come out and I managed to swallow what I already had in my
mouth. That is when Vernon told my Daddy to give me a squirt or two of
piss every once in a while to help me get the shit down. Daddy was more
than glad to oblige and they both helped me become the human toilet that
I am today.
Sure in the years to come I ate Connie's shit and drank her piss too but she
was just one of many. It makes me feel nostalgic when I think about it. I
still have so much to tell you about my marriage and all the other things
I've gotten into.