Date: Wed, 9 Feb 2005 19:48:32 -0500
From: smoothslave <smoothslave@att.net>
Subject: The Making of a Raunch Pig chapter 6

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