Crime Watch
2008-12-12 06:47:13 UTC
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.
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.
