Another boring phone call arrived at her work station, or so she thought, as she through reflex action, adjusted the head set, and pushed the button at her receiver, which activated the receiver, now surrounding her head.

Since that weekend, two weeks ago, everything else about her life . her husband her friends, her job . etc. seemed soo . boring . unfulfilling!

Before she could recite the standard business greeting required, she was stopped short by a commanding voice,

"Piggie! Are you wearing the ring, I installed in your dripping cunt? Remember that, during our last little time together?"

A flood of emotions came emoting out of the ear-piece, through her brain straight down to her suddenly steaming SEX.

The memories of her terrifying / sexiest weekend of her life, in the hands of the voice's owner, caused her to lose all her normal composure.

The memories came flooding back into her mind, causing reactions through out her body. Shaking all over, clutching her throat, her vagina had starting drooling at just the sound of his voice. The memories of her ordeal caused terror. What would it do if he paid her a visit?

Here! He couldn't! He .

"Piggie? I'm waiting! You know I don't like to be kept waiting. That could cause you a lot of more . " I demanded.

"U . mmma Um Sir YES! I'm wearing my ring." She lied.

Claudia thought.

"Yes sir!" Claudia exclaimed, to the dead line, as she disconnected her ear piece and holstered the phone headset she normally wore all day.

After telling her boss she was sick, she made a bee line to the ladies floors only room. Once safely inside a bathroom stall, Claudia tore off her now soaking panties and removed both of her ear rings. Reaching down between her legs, she removed the thread keeping the hole open, and with some difficulty threaded one of her ear ring's through the hole he had pierced in her left labia in that memorable weekend past.

Sitting here doing this, made her feel soo nasty. She was crouched, bent over a toilet, looking into her own drooling sex, to please the man who called her. She now had to shaved her crotch area, every day for him. It was a bitch to do . but she got it done, just like she had now found the damn hole, and threaded the ear ring's post through it.

Next, to make sure, she tested that the ear ring was secure, and firmly anchored in her lip by a gentle pull before she tried to stand up. If someone saw her doing this, here in the stall, they would think she was .

Satisfied it was firmly anchored inside her lip, she arose, and grabbed a hand full of toilette paper, and wiped up her drool up as best she could. Unsteadily because of the tug of the thing in her labia, she rushed back to her office, kind a bowl legged, grabbed her purse, and things, and made for the stairs. The tiny ear ring seemed to have a mind of its own as it tried to pulled and tugged on her sensitive left lip or scraped the other lip or her inner thigh as she hurried down the stairs.

Along the way she threw her swamped panties, in the trash can as she ran down the stairs to meet him in the parking lot. The rings motion was building up to a climax in her sex but she dare not dawdle.

He was waiting for her.

When she got to the ground floor lot, she hastily looked around for him, but could not see anyone standing around waiting for her.

Buzz Buzz

The cell phone, in her purse rang.

Fumbling to open her purse, she managed to retrieved it. Then she opened the flip panel. Holding it to her ear, she heard,

"You know I don't like my live stock all covered up with all that cloth junk you make believe humans wear. Strip that shit off your ass! NOW!"

click.

From past experience, she knew, he meant every word he uttered to her.

Her first experience, that weekend, convinced her of that if nothing else.

Looking around self contiguously, she commenced to rapidly strip off her work blouse and skirt, right there, in broad daylight, in the parking lot. Holding her discarded garments in front of her 'female things' as she removed them, she tried to maintain some degree of modesty doing this unspeakable act . for him. When all the outer things were off and in her hands, she fumbled with her bra's fasteners. Her sweating hands made it hard . but she did it. When that was removed and added to the pile in her hands, she just stood there with the now useless cloth held out in front of her, attempting to cover her naked tits and denuded crotch. She glancing around again looking for HIM! to appear.

Self consciously she started to crouch but quickly looked up, to see if any of her coworkers were looking down from their work floor. Then she looked around to see if their were a group of spectators somewhere viewing her now totally naked body and laughing at the naked pig.

But her eyes saw no one there in the lot.

Buzz Buzz

Again she fumbled with her purse, and in the process of retrieving the phone, this time, she dropped her last vestige of modesty.

Standing there stark naked, in the parking lot from the phone at her ear, she heard,

"Piggie I see our first lesion, last time, sunk in. . Good. I like that. Now pick up your shit, and go to the white van. There go to and get in the back door, toss your shit into the front and crawl into the open cage there, ass first, and be quick about it. I've wasted enough time with you."

Click

She turned around and saw the white van at the other side of the lot. Quickly she gathered all her belongings in her arms and made a mad dash to the vehicle.

she climbed in the rear door, where she found a cramped cargo van, filled with a few black covered somethings and a wire mesh dog cage for a medium sized dog. Its door was open . obviously this was waiting for her.

She tossed her purse, with her all her things and phone and all her covering garments over the cage into the front of the van. Then reluctantly, she turned around, scrunched down, and backed into the wire mesh enclosure, ass first. When she was sandwiched into the uncomfortable cage, she saw that in the mesh, beside the open cage door was an open pad lock.

She knew without being told that she was to close the door, and secure herself inside the thing. Surrendering herself unlike the last time, which had caused her many stripes across her still sore ass, she quickly closed the door and without thinking, worked the lock.

She had done it herself. She was totally his pig now. And it made her belly flutter just thinking about it.

she thought.

Then all her doubts fleas as she felt the front van front door swing, open but she could not turn her head sufficiently to see who had gotten in.

Slam!

The door was closed an a black tarp was thrown over her own small tight cage. The motor roared to life and some body drove out of the parking lot. She now had no choice . if she ever had before.

She felt the vat turn right on to Spring Street but then she lost all sense of where she was going as the cage slid around with each change of direction.



Finally after a while, she knew not how long, the van stopped. The front door opened and the vehicle shifted, indicating someone had exited.

She heard some voices!

She feared exposure of her self . but she could do nothing so she returned to teasing her clit.

In a while, the van's back door opened and someone slid her cage, together with its tarp covering out of the vehicle. The whole thing with piggie inside now resided on an uneven dirt / mud surface outside the van.

The van door closed and she heard the van start up and drive off leaving her just like last time alone, naked and anxious.

This time though, she was not totally exposed. She was at least covered by a tarp. True she was naked caged and alone somewhere, but the shear terror of it set her cunt to flowing just like the last time.

This time though, she accepted her status. Tireing of the wait, shortly she went back to masturbating. What else was there.

After innumerable cums, she heard another vehicle drive up. Hastily she licked her cum coated hands, as clean as she could, and crouched there waiting for .

The tarp was ripped away, but from the back end of the cage. This left her still unable to see to who or what was going on around her naked defenseless ass. Then she felt a finger, she thought sticking through the mesh, sink between her labia into her flowing depths.

"Piggie . Piggie . can't you keep your hands off my toys. They aren't your's anymore, you know that! And what is this shit?" I demanded, tugging the improvised ring in her lip, 'This isn't the ring I put in here."

She knew he would not accept anything she offered as an excuse, so she kept silent while his cold hands ran all over her soft white ass cheeks. Then his right hand reached through her lips, grasped the ear ring he twisted it around to get a good look it. Then his hands went back to feeling the soft smooth pubic area that she had gown accustomed to shaving every morning in her shower or bath.

"NOT BAD!" I muttered, as I found the pussy skin was soft, smooth and well powered. Even though she wouldn't be using it today, it would very well received in her assignment later on tonight maybe.

But then the well weathered back of the hand skin again detected the small wire loop of the ear ring sticking out of the hole I'd made previously in her labia. Twisting the base of the long ear ring around to examining it closely, I was displeased and so inquired,

"This was one of the ear rings you were wearing at work today wasn't it? Don't you dare lie to me piggie. Bet I find the mate to it, in your purse when I go through it, won't I."

"Yes sir!" she offered apologetically.

"Its very dangerous for a pig, like you, to wander around without the ring I put in here. That will get you beaten after. Then after that this time, I guess I'll just have to put in a new ring, but this time I'll weld it in here permanently, right here . won't I?" I demanded of her spread open hind end.

"Yes sir!" she answered with a gush of cunt goo.

"Why I'll bet you even had panties on when I called. Didn't you?" I demanded.

"Yes sir." she answered.

"Well that and this calls for more inspections, to see that my pig doesn't fail in her dress code again. Doesn't it?"

"Please sir I have to . " She commenced.

"You know! Pigs really don't have to wear anything. Maybe I should ban the wearing of ALL CLOTHES, altogether, till you have learned your lesions. What would you're coworkers say if you began to turning up naked with my ring your only clothing?"

"Please sir I'll be good! I'll ." She started.

"There is no 'I'! When you look in a mirror, do you see an 'I'? No! I see only a pig. A very wet, horny, disobedient PIG!" I informed her twitching ass.

This time she remained silent. She dear not answer and get into any more trouble, with the beating looming over her naked ass still.

With my key I opened the pad lock holding the rear cage door shut, and dragged her big beautiful ass just outside the wire mesh from the rear.

With only her big white hind quarter outside, and three quarters of her inside the cage I began .

Snap! Snap! .

Using the doubled over leash, I tried to impress on her reddening ass cheeks, to remind her that she had better forget panties, and going without her lip ring, ever, from now on.

She remembered, from before, she had better suffer as quietly as possible while I delivered 10 swats to her oh so sweet derriere or maybe I increase the total for making a fuss. When I was finished I demanded,

"Now crawl back inside your cage and remember 'YOU ARE A PIG! Pigs do not speak like people . They only grunt and do what ever is required, of then by their owner. Understand?"

"UU" she uttered, sobbing, as she drew her stinging ass from the lighted area, into the covered position of her wire mesh cage.

After closing the wire mesh rear door and padlocking it, I covered the rear end of the cage, with its tarp, and went on to inspect my next 'pig'. The rear of this cage too showed an oh so soft, naked white female ass. It was similarly denuded and had its decorative ring tag. A good piggie! In the end, after I inspected all my 'pigs', the cages, with their live cargo, were loaded into a covered flat bed truck.

When the 'load' was firmly secured, (didn't want to lose one of my 'animals' along the way), the truck drove off to the sight of one of the local 'farmer's markets', being held this very day in the town's vacant lot beside the high school.

Other farmers attend, 'farmers markets', where they try to sell off their produce. Being of a slightly different mind, when I attend these markets, I do not 'sell' off my live stock, usually. Renting them out, mostly to young male customers, I find is much more profitable . unless there is a very tempting offer piggie will work her lips off and then go back home to her boring little life again.

This selling I rarely do . but it happens. Most of my customers also prefer the renting thing, rather than the expense of buying and having to keep the whole hog in their facilities. Yes renting is better.

The truck was driven inside the large tent, and the covered cages were unloaded, one at a time, into previously arranged curtained off areas.

Today their were five partitioned areas, in each area, a post had been driven deep into the ground. In each section a stainless steel chain was welded to the top of the post.

Personally, I lead each 'animal' out of her cage and padlocked her neck to the chain in her partition. When this was all done, and I put up the 'OPEN for BUSINESS' sign, my concession was open and ready for business.

The main customers for my pig's servicing were mainly young teen aged boys, from the adjacent high school, who found it tremendously fulfilling, to be given blow jobs, by a naked older woman, kneeling naked at their feet, and grunted like pigs through out their servicing. They developed a great desire for this but their own coed students were never as satisfying as my pigs.

As this was pig Claudia's first time, I knew I had to give her specific instructions to keep her from straying from the menu. So when her first customer and I entered her small space, she looked up frightened and tried to cover her deliciously bald crotch and shaking tits.

At a frown form me, she quickly stopped that shit. Her ass still reminded of her earlier error, no doubt.

The young man, a freckled faced youth I accompanied, was naked below the waist, holding his well laundered jeans sort of self consciously, at waist height, partially concealing his stiffening boner. Piggie could do nothing but kneel up there letting it all hang out.

"Roger was it?" I inquired of the boy.

"UM >> Y. yes sir." he answered self consciously at the sight of a totally naked woman, probably about his mother's age kneeling there for his pleasure. He cautiously clutched the cloth tightly to his leg to obscure his rising prick. It was a moment pregnant with a lot of fear on the sucker and the suckee's part. So with my left hand I forced him closer and squarely in front of the anxious, sucker, piggie.

"Don't be shy boy! This is one experienced cock sucker, PIG! She particularly loves young strong cum producing peckers. Show her what you got boy."

I chided both participants.

As it was his first time, he seemed to want to back out of the particular area, but I was slightly behind him, pushing relentlessly forward, and at a motion of my hand, piggie reached out to captured his now rock hard man organ.

All this was too much for poor young Roger.

His load, of cum, blasted all over piggie's face and upper chest.

"UM ." piggie started, but then she saw me grab hold of my small tit whip hanging from my belt. She stifled her comment, and bit her tongue. The mer presence of the whip, had served to caution her from further out breaks of verbal objections.

Piggie froze and just knelt there, waiting for directions from me, as the sticky white mess oozed down over her face and dripped on to her ample chest. All the while with the required alluring smile plastered over her face. Her hands stayed at her sides . waiting.

"Now Roger, you got off, but that wasn't as good for you, as it could have been. Then too it deprived piggie, here of all that good yummy sperm, she soo loves to swallow. By rignts now I should charge you, for your for another go at her lips . but I'm a fair man, and it is your first time. Isn't it boy? After all you young bucks, can get it up almost as quick the second time, can't you? So, PIGGIE, do Roger again, but this time be sure and get his pecker in your mouth before you touch his shooter. You hear me?" I ordered.

Piggie looked kind of sick! But she obeyed.

Roger was delighted!

He was my customer for life. He shifted his dirty jeans, out of the way again, and shoved his already hardening greasy dick back at Piggie's lips. Then he waited for her to do something other than hand touch him.

I motioned whit my head.

Piggie having no other choice, puckered her lips, leaned forward, sucked in the stiffening organ, till it was all in her warm moist oral cavity. Their was no premature ejaculation this time. Using all her suction, she continued sucking the boys prize organ till it completed its second cum. (It usually takes longer the second time . even for a young buck like Roger.)

The time their was no premature ejaculation, Piggie ingested the new small load of sperm without a problem. At a frown from me she even wiped her face and forehead of the dried ooze and licked it from her palm.

My instruction to Piggie, and the boy done, and the work progressing, I returned to the cash register to collect the rental from the long line of horny younger customers, most of who had cut class, and had the price of 'admission'.

The deal is cash only! no credit! Each customer, as they reached my cash register, had to remove his trousers, and underwear, pay me the price, and then go to the line of his choice, to wait his turn at one of my pigs.

(On the curtained entrance to each pig's 'sty' was a naked picture showing their best side . Full frontal nudity . of the pig laboring inside, the sty . smiling!)

As Piggie, Claudia, was new, and all men like something strange, she had the longest line of dicks waiting for her lips and tongue. Then too it was all new to her so she took longeer with each customer.

This first spurt of young lads was really anxious. They had cut classes to get here, ahead of the rush, for some mouth action from one of my pigs. In school, the bitches teased, promised, and then usually didn't deliver . etc . but here they knew if they paid, they're money, they'd get their nuts off. None of the side saddle bull shit. Just cash in my hands and my pigs would get um off.

Customer service is my strong suit. As the above example illustrates.

OH, to kind of keep an eye on things, I had a five small monitors, each one, showing the action in each of the stys, positioned below the counter. The feed was coaxed from each camera, hidden in the curtains, on its way to the recorder's in the truck.

The rest of the afternoon, like each of the 'Farmer's Markets' I attend, was kind ah boring, for me, but the boys seemed to draw courage from having their balls emptying. They all promised, to keep quiet about the wonderful time they had, had in my exhibit, but that was a lie.

Sure! But I knew, the word of 'mouth' advertising these lads spread, was the best kind of advertising I ever hope for.

Each satisfied customer, was another salesman, for me. Thus guaranteeing future larger crowds of horny youths waiting for my pigs next week and on and on.

When the bell rang, indicating the market was over, I chased the rest of the line of potential customers away, locked up the cash, and then went about breaking down the business. Sure they had more money, but I didn't want to ruin a good thing. Recaging the now weary and mouth tired pigies was easy, and then I went about loading my weary cum coated pigs back into the truck.

That is all but old Claudia. It was her day.

As she was the new pig, and I wanted to keep my set up going, I had to let the old man, that ran the market, have his due, namely a piece of ass from one of my pig's pussies. He too liked strange so Claudia was elected.

As I worked loading the others, the old man, owner went through the rear of Piggie's (Claudia's) 'sty'. After running his old shriveled hands over her big white ass, he released his organ, knelt down behind her, and made stabbing moves at her hole. That waqs the way he liked it. With my pigs their was no fore play required. So Piggie got her cunt done from behind her, just like before.

Like most elderly men, he was one of those, stick it in, and go to town, get your nut and get out, kind-o-guys. (None of that kissie face his old lady required if he wanted some.)

At his first touch Piggie stiffened, frightened that her hole would be . , but when the stiff dick that slammed into her already juicy hole, proved manageable she relaxed some. Then as the old man went to town, she started to bask in the approaching cum. A pair of rough hands parted her ass cheeks, wide. She kind stayed relaxed, thinking it was me doing her cunt. She knew better than to offer me any resistance.

It wasn't until the old geezer was panting and wheezing, trying to get his nut, that she began to realize . She was getting RA . NAA! Just fucked doggie style. Besides after servicing all those stiff dicks, she was soo horney. Her mouth was sore from sucking all those little boy dicks, she felt this was the best culmination of things for her own raging libido.

The old goat, must have had two of his pills, today because once he got staqrted . he just went on and on.

Piggie began pushing it back at him, showing her liking it. Piggie loved being used this way!

Her cunt had, had an afternoon of frustration, just seeing and sucking dicks. So this dicking sent her to piggie's heaven on earth. As this was not my only endeavor, and I had to get home, I stood there waiting . but I had to let the old codger get his cum. Finally he got his nut . when he stood up and left. When I went in to piggie's sty, to collected my last animal she finally realized that the fucking she had, had wasn't me.

Wearily in passing, the old man remarked,

"I want that um, again, next time. OK?"

Piggie just beamed. She was wanted!

"You'll give yourself a heart attack. Old Man! Whyn't you stick to . old R . "

"NA! NO! That one!" he was adamant.

Who was I to argue. It was a match made of LUST! And the profit's from the stys were GOOD! So let him have his fill. A pig, like her, wasn't going to wear out her cunt from fucking the old man. So what harm is being done?

"OK! but you just rest up, the rest of the week, to get your strength up, and your blood pressure down." I commented as I went about loading Piggie into her cage and then the covered cage back into truck."

Weary from the long day I drove them directly to my garage.

The garage I rented in town was full of the other pigs cars, when I drove in and unloaded them from their van.

When I let um out of their cages, they all stood up, stretched with no concern over their nakedness. They were a collection of different shapes and sizes and ran from an elderly grandmother, to the young pierced tattooed teenie rocker. Most of um knew the procedures, and shuffled over to the showers to clean up, after first drinking from the water fountain. After their showers, they all had places to go to. They had husbands and homes, where they were still regarded as wives, and lovers.

(Boy were some people in for a shock . some day if I decided to release their working pictures and resumes.)

Claudia reluctantly followed the group silently, and when washed, made maximum use the flowing water, to try to wash the dried cum taste out of her mouth. Next all the pigs gathered around the video monitor to watch their latest whoreing video.

All were somewhat horrified at the video, but all were secretly horny, form just watching their and the other pigs deeds on the small screen.

As I had the disk on fast forward, the scenes of the afternoon passed quickly. They were all still naked and denuded, so their was no hiding the few strumming their fingers on clits, during the viewing. The video ended, and the tired horny cock suckers, wanted their clothes, so that they could get dressed, go home and fuck their partners brains out. With my key, I unlocked the trunk where all of their clothes were stored and let um leave.

That is, all all but Claudia. Her I made get up on the stainless steel autopsy table, and spread out her legs.

After securing her limbs, I placed a wet rags over her 'camel toe' area, and went about my repeat task of positioned and welding in place her new bright shiny new cunt ring. The wet rags were to keep her 'works' from being damaged . this time.

"If I find one file mark on this ring next time, I'll forget the wet rags and let the sparks fly where they may and weld in a 4 inch THICK RING in here. You hear me?"

"Yes sir1" she mumbled.

But she'll never ever get this sucker out of there without help . a whole lot of help. And how would she explain it to hubby or whoever? Let alone anyone else whom she could get to help her try to get it out.

Her rear end stripes, still smarting, she didn't offer any resistance to the new ringing of her pubes.

Working on her cunt, I got horny, so after the ring cooled, I released her from the table, put her over the fucking fixture, and fed her cunt my stiff member. As I had had a few cums previously today this one took a long time. Piggie came a few times, so a great time was had by all.

She was soo wet and loose though, that about half way through, I raised up my aim up, and finished off in her neither hole to much grunting and groaning from both of us.

To wipe up her cunt drool I made her use her work skirt, before I let her climb into my nice clean pick up truck, for the drive back to her car, still in her company's parking lot. For security I had her kneel down, keeping my member in her mouth, through the long round about ride. When we got there,

"OUT!"

I ordered.

"But my clothes? Plea." she began whining.

"For that little panties and no ring stuff, I should take you out somewhere like along a freeway and leave you like this but . " I began.

"Hay what are you two to doing here?" the security guard's voice called out.

Turning around, I saw the big fat slob, standing there trying to look imposing in his shabby rent a cop like uniform.

"Why we've been out fucking, Officer, and Piggie here's sucked off all the little boys in creation . How about it? Officer . Piggie here is willing. You want a little mouth action from this pig?" I retorted.

At minimum wages, and with his looks and demeanor, I didn't think fat ass, here got many offers of free hummers from naked animals of any kind.

Confirming my appraisal of his intelligence, he looked puzzled. All he seemed able to do, was stand there trying to think of some officerly like answer. The dilemma of 'Should I? Or .' stumped his thought procuresses.

"Go on Honey . Man's got a booner just looking at ya. Give him a BJ."

I ordered piggie as I turned around, and got into my truck.

She knew I ment it so she walked self consciously toward the man, and knelt down.

Without a word she unzipped him fished out his small stiffening organ and proceeded to go into her suck off routine.

From the truck's back seat compartment, I retrieved my digital camera, and when I saw, she had him going, I flashed a few pics to record the time/date and action for Piggie's file.

"Now when she finishes you, give her, her clothes. (I threw the paper bag with her things into the lot, by the pair.) Then you be nice and help her get dressed. I'm sure in the future, she'll repay the favor, by blowing your whistle for you . say once a week . OK?"

I didn't wait for the answer. I peeled out of the lot and went back to the farm.

It had been a long and profitable day, and I needed my beauty sleep.

Piggie's mouth received the small bitter man cream.

Quickly she got up, grabbed the paper sack and reached into her purse for her keys.

She got in her car, and drove off still stark naked.

She didn't want to have the hulking guard try to get into her pussy. His discharge in her mouth was enough for her.

She drove to her own home and dressed behind her bush shrouded driveway before going inside.

Once she was safely inside her home she commenced to reliving her despicable afternoon. She couldn't stop her hands from diving under her skirt, and attacking her rapidly flowing cunt.

Her staid old live was never like this. Could she ever go back? . Did she even want to?

As she masturbated herself to cum after cum she decided.

She liked being his piggie.

"OINK! OINK!"

End?