Date: Fri, 21 Apr 2006 06:52:02 -0400
From: Steve <stephalan@earthlink.net>
Subject: Sex Pig in a Barn

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!