Date: Fri, 4 Jan 2013 15:30:42 +0100
From: depravpig <depravpig@orange.fr>
Subject: Pigs' New Year's Eve

Ahmed: TOP

saiid: Ahmed's sub

nothing and gimp (it): Ahmed's pigs

On New Year's Eve morning, both pigs were sent to the barber for a full
body shave, cropped hair with mohawk. When back in the garage the pigs were
soaked in stale piss and sealed in the thick rubber suits, heavy weights on
the pigs' ball, destroyed rangers and track suits for the journey to
Lyon. The pigs had to stand by the toilets.

Once at the club, two of the barmen put a basic rubber hood over the pigs'
head and put them to work with five other hooded pigs stocking the bar,
moving tables and seats, moving the standing cage, etc...

Then they got the pigs ready. The pigs were told to strip from their
clothes, all in rubber one piece. They replaced the basic hood with thick
open face hoods and industrial gloves. it saw that the other pigs were
similarly shaved and from the stink similarly piss soaked, ranging from
early twenties to fifties SIR. Then they put a gas mask hood over the pigs'
head, iron manacles with short and HEAVY chains on wrists and ankles, HEAVY
metal collar and belt, a long chain from the collar to the waist and the
ankle chains. That was very heavy duty gear SIR. And once geared up
impossible to tell which one was nothing. They took a pig away leaving the
other in the storage room. They came back for another and so on. They took
nothing away before it. And it was the one before last. They marched it
through the bar where it quickly saw one pig heavily strapped in the
standing cage with two electro boxes on a barrel next to it, an long
breathing tube attached to its mask connected to a bubble bottle. two pigs
chained by the neck to ceiling behind the bar.  Once in the entrance, it
saw one pig behind the coat check, chained to the ceiling only being able
to get from the desk to the hangers. it was told to stay by the door and
open it when buzzing.

It did not take long before the first guests arrived and it got busy
opening the door, it was obviously a good party inside. it heard comments
from arriving MEN about the good stuff they arranged and some smirking
looking towards the pigs. it recognized few of the MEN and pigs and a
couple commented that it should enjoy the evening and they would see it
later. it did not know what they meant, probably they knew it was bottle
boy and would run into it later. Ahmed and saiid had huge grins as it
opened the door to them but completely ignored it.

After over an hour at the door it was sent to collect bottles. it was not
talked to but just given an empty crate in its hands and pointed out to the
club rooms, knowing it meant it should start collecting bottles. it did as
it was told, and it was kept busy almost permanently, bottles in the
crates, glasses to the bar, with the chains and weight not make it easy to
move around. it started to sweat more and more, breathing heavily, the
sound filling its head with lust...  After a very long time it was taken to
the bar when the cage stood empty. And it knew that it would be its next
duty. They pulled the balls on it out and put a couple of electro bands
around them, and a large electro plug up its fuck hole. they strapped it to
the back of the cage at the ankles, knees, waist, wrists, elbow, chest and
neck. glueing it to the cage. They connected it to the control boxes and
its mask to the bubble bottle. At the first deep breath it took it smelled
the stale piss in the bottle and the fumes got it hornier. And it was not
long before the electro kicked it. Shocks up its fuck hole as if it was
fucked restlessly, and waves after waves on the balls on it. it could see
MEN looking at it in the cage then fondling the controls setting them
higher, making it moan and scream louder. But he has on it and the loud
music in the club just muffled its screams and its body unable to move
could not betray its torment. At one point it saw Ahmed standing in front
of it, using a riding crop to have its full attention. He had a young
skinhead on a leash... And later it saw saiid with a full rubber pig it
lost track of the time spent in the cage. it eventually was pulled out of
the cage by two MEN. They put a thin rubber tube under its mask for it to
drink from a shake, never taking the mask off. it had to drink over a liter
of juice.

Then they moved it to the room next to the bar. They made it kneel and
chained it to the wall by its collar, its ankles chained short to the waist
belt so it could not get up from its place, and its collar chained short to
the metal belt forcing it to keep its masked head down, only able to look
at the boots bound to stand in front of it... Next to it were tools used
for boot shining, and in no time the first rangers stood in front of it and
it immediately got to work on them, polishing it to a shine. its navy
training kicked in and using melted shoe polish it did a good job in them
because the MAN patted its head when done. it was replaced by another pair
of boots and another and another; Even subs got their bots polished. Some
in rubber ,some in full leather. At one point the MAN getting his boots
polished kept hitting it with a riding crop. Although it could not see who
HE was, it was sure that was Ahmed. it kept polishing boots after boots,
boots were put to rest on the back of its head, a tube was attached to the
mask with the other end in a boot stuffed with stinking socks. The fumes
were getting it high. What a fucking depraved pig, getting high on piss and
stink fumes...

its arms, back and net were getting sore from the constant polishing, but
it did not dare to slow down as it knew that severe punishment would result
of that. Eventually one of the pigs was put in its place and it was chained
by the neck behind the bar and put to clean the glasses for a
while. probably the easiest station of the night.

But it was left there only a very short time. Two of the barmen dragged it
to the stock room and locked it in one of the stocks, bent at the waist,
feet unchained and locked in the floor stocks, having a pig locked in the
same way. The gas masks on the pigs joined by one breathing tube. Then it
got its arse beaten SIR. FUCKING ONE MASSIVE BLOW AFTER ANOTHER ONE. And
the rush of air coming from the over pig, it knew that it was getting the
same treatment. Soon it was crying and screaming under its mask SIR. The
rubber was doing nothing to protect it as it thought that a very heavy
prison strap was used on it. Only such a thing could deliver that amount of
pain in one blow. The blows kept coming. Again and again and again.  By the
time it was released front the stocks it was exhausted but it was not given
any rest. it was dragged to the toilets downstairs for its las duty of the
night... One pig was kneeling between two urinals with a funnel connected
to the hood over its head.

saiid was one setting it up in the toilets. He took its gas mask off and
replaced it with a very thick hood with pin holes over the eyes, mouth hole
but no nose holes. He put the piss bowl/gag in its toilet hole with the
large feeding tube. its hands were locked short to its ankles kneeling
between two urinals, its collar chained very short to the pipes keeping it
straight and unable to move. Just another urinal. There were three
porcelain urinals and two rubber ones. it had the time to notice that the
porcelain urinals were block and filled with piss, leaving only the rubber
ones working. And were they used SIR... it drained piss loads after
another, some MEN a bit too drunk just pissed all over the urinals, some
subs were made to clean them a bit to just piss on them, dogs were brought
to piss on them lifting their rear legs then sniffing them. Ahmed and saiid
walked in the toilet purposely using the other urinal, only spitting in its
bowl... That was its longest duty.

By the time the two pigs were brought upstairs the club was getting
emptier...

The barmen took the pigs to the store room were mattress were laying on the
floor with one blanket each. One of the pig (nothing) got the other to get
all the mattresses together and all the pigs just slept like one big mass
of stinking rubber.

Later the pigs were made to clean the club still sealed in their rubber,
with only their head uncovered. All pigs gagged...

2013 had started...