After 'baby sitting' Fred for the farmer for practically two whole days, she was relieved. As he brought back a more well behaved Jeanie, from her visit to the farm, to her own home. Then Piggie was allowed to go home and ordered to give her own husband a long sweet suck off while he had a litle meeting with them.

Claudia left and hopped her good behavior, and obedience, had earned her at least a couple of hours with Bruno. This did not happen.

What followed had been an uneventful week. Why even thursday the day he usually came for her, passed with Piggie not having been called to 'duty' at the market.

The farmer had not come and dragged her to the market to orally service a lot of young boys, even though she had waited, naked, masturbating in her home, anxious to fulfill her normal thursday's requirements in the cloth stys.

He hadn't brought over a copies of the tape of her cavorting with Bruno in her back yard to inspire her masturbation, or anything. In fact he had had no contact with her at all for a whole week!

The lack of attention from her perceived abuser, caused her to become very horny! An empty gnawing in her belly kept at her all the time.

When the next thursday came, she would have done anything to be 'forced' to go to the farmer's market, but he did not come for her.

She had 'helped' him with her neighbor 'Jeanie' and her reward was . to play nurse made to Jeanie's husband, Frank, over the weekend only to be relieved by much subdued Jeanie sunday morning. Now it was sunday night, and her sex drive was in high gear, driving her to think seriously of cruising the bars for comp . no sex .

NO! She couldn't do that . he might come by and she wouldn't be there ready at his beck and call.

She needed HIM!

The unpredictability of his demands on her, made her hum dumb life before, seem soo . incomplete.

His demands were what she lived for these days.

When another thursday had rolled around and she anxiously awaited Some demand from HIM!

Today being the third thursday alone, found her sitting by her front door . actually kneeling naked anxiously waiting in her entry hall. Hopping!

Then she finally perceived, though the decorative side window, a naked woman crawl over from her neighbor's house toward her front door. With out even waiting for the bell to ring, she threw open the door and there on her front porch, on her hands and knees was a naked Jeanie.

The neighbor woman didn't say a word. She just ducked her head down, turned over so she was now on her back, and stuck her whole face up in between Claudia's bare legs and began an intense soothing tongue massage of Piggie's overheated privates.

It felt soo good that Piggie just squatted up slightly there in her open front doorway and let Jeanie 'do her' through five colossal cums. These making Claudia feel so shakie, she had to sit her ass back on the hall carpet, careful to keep her legs parted so that Jeanie whose face followed her pussy could continue her 'worship' of Claudia's flowing crotch.

No matter how she twisted or tried to turn away, Jeanie just naturally followed her denuded pussy. When the path lead the pair of women being DYKIE, into the relative safety of Claudia's house.

Overwhelmed with tongue action of her neighbor, Claudia let the door go and it closed behind the pair entwined on the narrow entrance hall with its thin rough carpet.

Buzz Buzz

It was her cell phone. Claudia managed to push the laveling tongue, away form her very heavily flowing crotch, long enough to retrieve it and flip the thing open.

"You've been such a good girl . That I decided to reward you with an afternoon of special cock sucking . Get your keys and drive yourself and the bitch with you, down to the farmer's market. The exposure and tastes will do both of you some good. Hurry now. You know I don't like to be kept waiting."

Click

Her phone went dead.

She had her orders. With difficulty Piggie, stood up, retrieved her keys form the hall table and lead a crawling Jeanie, into the garage, then, into the car. With their seat belt's fastening the naked pair were off to the farmer's market.

As he shut his cell phone he was comparing the charms of the three naked school chums of Constance. True they had served well the last two Thursdays in the role of cocksucker pigs, but now that Connie was 'otherwise engaged', Daftney needed a new 'pussy sucker'.

Decisions! . Decisions! It was all ways him who had to decide. But that's why he made the big bucks . isn't it.

He fingered each of the three naked girls . looking for some sign of who to take to the beauty salon for the afternoon job there.

Each of the girls was still embarrassed at being finger probed naked by a fully clothed older man.

Finally it was the penetration test that decided him.

The girl, Joan, had a gushing cunt hole when he probed her, first time . so she liked men, that was assured. This was the one that would have the least love of the predominately black hared, ebony skinned, pussys down at Daftney's Salon.

He took the leash he had around his neck, clipped it into the loop of wire holding Joan's pussy tag and lead her over to his the trailer hitch on the back of his little red pick up truck.

"Stay! Now kneel there .OK . head down . ass up . HIGH . HIGHER! Now reach back here and spread them cheeks open . WIDER than that! I don't care if it hurts . Just do it! I want to be able to see that ass hole whenever I pass by. I don't want to have to look down! Even. I want it tilted up and plainly visible when ever anyone passes by."

Joan held her position a long time while he saw and received the two older women and ushered their naked asses into one of the stys.

He had the women kneel facing each other and joined their necks with a pair of collars joined with an iron bar about 19 inches long. This resulted in the woman being face to face, with a small gap between. Next he roped the women's thighs together so their pussies and tits touched and gave mutual support.

"This is a new improved tandem cock sucker position, I want to try out. Its for older or fucked out, fuckers . The fucker mounts from the side . like this." He explained stepping over the bar holding the women's necks about 19 inches apart, after removing his pants and underwear.

"Now you Piggie get to be the prime mover. You do my ass hole with that talented tongue of yours . and you, Jeanie, you do the sucking of the dick. You had better not let one drop of it go to waist . you hear me?"

"Umamnt"

Both women mumbled and without hesitating. Then they set to work at their assigned tasks.

For his part, he just stood there regally, enjoying the tongue action of the two older women working in tandem on his privates.

Their enthusiasm for the 'work' had him done in no time. He soo enjoyed the sensations, that he mumbled,

"Again!"

After first turning around.

(He wanted to see that it wasn't just the choice of sucker and tonguer, that caused the wonderful cum.)

True to his ideas it took a little longer for the second time, but the time was equally satisfying. So he considered his 'tandem cock suckering' idea a GO!

In order to get the ball rolling though, he picked two of the younger lads all fucked out, on their way out from a regular suck off, from one or the younger girls and gave um a free time with the older dual suck-off team.

The results were spectacular! Both the young fuckers raved about how the older experienced pair of cock suckers did them even though they felt they could never cum again after their first blow job.

The older women, skeptical of sucking a guy while tit to tit with another woman at first, but they got the hang of the 'tandem' and then soon they were rubbing together and getting the most out of the customer's dick / ass and their partner's body while doing their business for me.

(That tongue in the ass hole does um every time!)

Since it takes two 'pigs' to do a tandem, he could charge twice as much. Sort of a premium charge.

Satisfied that the 'rentals' were going well, the farmer, now turns his attentions back to his former little sucker, Joan waiting for him behind the truck.

When he rounded the truck, he found her still where he left her last, head down, ass sticking up, spread cheeked for any passers by to see.

He takes up the leash from her left labia, and leads her back to his truck cab, and pushed her inside. Once there he has her kneel on the truck floor and marionette his dick on the way to Daftney's Salon.

Outside there, he leaves her just like her predecessor, Constance, naked in broad daylight, in front of the salon, with the same instructions,

"Get in there and apply for an after school job."

Unlike Connie, Joan rushed inside the small salon to avoid standing outside naked in the street in the rundown section of town.

Inside the Salon, she found herself standing there all huddled over, naked shivering form exposure trying to cover her goodies, when she was accosted by the owner's daughter, Rebecca.

"Well if it ain't 'little miss priss' Joan! How's things going in that algebra thing you's so good at?"

Small world isn't it. It seems the girls had been class mates a few months before . But Rebecca dropped out . and to her, now, to have one of her former class mates here . like this . well she just loved it. Rebecca determined to make the most of it, and in the process Joan's life hell.

"What ya here for? And all naked like that? You bitch. It ain't Halloween! 'sides your gross body won't even scare's young un down here. And we don't giv's out candy to ugly cunt's."

Joan could just stand there, shaking in fear, all huddled over praying for this nightmare to end.

"What this little whore be doing in my fine respectable establishment"

Daftney demanded as she emerged from her shop's back room.

Joan's mind grasped the only fact the man had given her,

"Um mm . Mam I mean . he sia . a job?" she managed to stammer out.

"Who dis 'he'? Don't got no job for no puny little white cunt like this." Daftney said running her large black hand over the shaking white girls back.

"Becca, throw this little whore outside."

Barely able to hold back her smile at the distress she plainly saw on Jan's horrified face.

Joan was frantic. She didn't want to be here but at least she was inside, but to be set outside 'like this' . she had to make the large black woman understand.

Rebecca advanced on the shaking crying white girl, when Joan managed,

"But he . brought me here . and told me to . a job?"

"Who this he?" Daftney demanded staying Rebecca's arm and trying desperately to keep her laughter inside her big fat shaking belly.

"I . don' know . he doesn't tell me . he had me . he made me . "

Joan stammered . pleading to not be thrown out of the relative safety of the salon into the street.

"NA you 'ouldn't want to . does the job!" Dafteny began.

"Yes! Yes I'll do anything . I'll . "

The naked girl sunk to her knees pleading to not be thrown out.

"Well their be a job, but you'se gonna hafta convince me you's b willing to do . what required . "

From her knees the naked white girl pleaded,

"I'm a good worker . yu can ask anybody. Just don't throw me out like this."

"Well come on back here and we see's if'n you be such a good worker." Daftney said taking the sobbing girl arm and leading her on back to the 'Lady's'.

Once there the girl was forced into stall number 2 and crowded in by Daftney and Rebecca.

Once all three of them were inside the stall, Dafteny fastened a bright shinny steel collar fashioned form chrome steel chain. The chain extended from the 'collar's' pad lock to a fixture solidly mounted in the wall.

The chain snubbed the collar such that Joan was forced to kneel on the floor of the stall in front of the high stool. Its length would not allow the collared individual to stand up or crotch down.

"Now I done seen a video of you doing other girls in some dirty barn . I want's the same!" Dafteny demanded standing before the stool waiting.

"NO! I . No I can't do that. I mea. He made . Please just let m . " Joan babbled horrified at the prospect of having to do the lesbian bit on this fat old black woman . and before her enemy from school, Rebecca. She just couldn't do that again, especially here .

"Becca this bitch be obstinate. 'suade her with'n your new toy." Dafteny ordered stepping aside to give Rebecca room for her swing.

Rebecca was only too happy to 'suade her chained naked former classmate with the thin snake skinned belt. She drew back and let the wicked thing fly.

Joan's back was stripped, with a line of pure fire.

"AAAAAA"

The naked girl screamed out, but the second lick was all ready on the way.

"AAAAAA",

Again the girl was caught but this time as her hands had tried to protect her naked back the snake skin horror, this time lashed her soft white right breast.

Seeing this could go on for a very long time and their was nowhere to hide Jan again tried pleading.

"AAAAAA . PLEASE I Ju . AAAAAA . OK K! I'll do it . AAAA just STOP . I'll . AAAA"

Joan managed between Rebecca's belt strokes all over her rapidly stripping body.

A smiling Dafteny called out t her daughter.

"Sound's like the little cunt gonna be reasonable . but you stays there ready if'n I has any more back talk, Rebecca."

"Aw ma I's just getting the hang of this new belt, and them titties of her'n really go wild when I get's on em just so."

Rebecca answered, but she stayed her weapon, but held it ready for another slice.

"Now cunt we's gonna do a little play acting. You'se gonna treat me like I's a customer, and you's my worker bee. Now I comes in here and you be all kneeling up there . like that . and you smiles and says . 'Can I suck your nice black cunt?' Ok now look up here . smile . "

Horrified Joan knew she was going to be sick. She just froze there starring at the smiling grotesque face of the huge black woman.

"Rebecca!"

Daftney demanded and motioned with her right hand.

Rebecca swung the thin belt up from the floor this time right into Joan's slightly parted crotch.

Joan's labia took the hit! Full on.

She felt as if her head would pop off from the straps viscous hit., Both her hands naturally rushed down there, trying to protect and sooth her crotch from where they had been soothing her aching right tit. But now protecting her now blazing crotch became paramount. She tried to bend over and curl up, but the short chain connected t the collar, snubbed her from even doing that.

Rebecca being a talented sadist, kept her aim moving while her victim's body blazed in new flair ups of pain at each touch of her snake skinned belt.

The constant screaming was deftning in the metal wall enclosed stall. Then Joan caught a break. Rebecca's right arm tired.

A sweating Rebecca raised her weapon but stopped delivering blows.

Daftney looking down on the cowering naked white girl and inquired,

"You gonna do? Or does she have to give ya more?"

Through the red haze of her pain Joan managed to understand that she had to accept the degrading act required of her, or her former class mate would skin her alive with that thin snake skinned belt.

"I. I . do anything! Only st . op um ." She managed.

"Becca hold up there . girl's gonna be 'sonable." Daftney ordered, then she continued, "Pay tenion bitch! You'se here for servicing customers. You'se gonna start your queer act with my fine black pussy . 'stands? . Well get to it."

Joan looked up the short fat legs of her new boss and waited for .

"Well first off . ya asks the nice lady if you . lowly white bitch, can suck her fine pussy . Its ok to use your own words . Now hurry up don't make me and Becca here mad!"

Joan would have rather had her own crotch done, but for her to do the dyke bit . was well unthinkable under other circumstances . but here, now the thin snake skinned belt made the unthinkable . mandatory. Her smoldering pain centers convinced her, as she looked up with her best pleading look, trying to cover her body as best as she could.

"Child what ya waiting for? Ask politely!" Daftney demanded.

With tears in her eyes Joan managed,

"May.um . I 'lease. um. do your pussy!"

"Not bad! But ya got's ta quit hiding yo ugly self. Put them hands up . just like some mangy little dog . oh and spread them bony legs too . so the gals know you is a girl . With them no tit, tits ya got's ya look more like a boy than girl . queer!"

Joan, now sobbing, managed to put up her hands, in the pose of a little dog begging, and spread her still radiating crotch open and looking up pleadingly, sobbed,

"Please . may . I suck your . pussy."

Daftney gaze never wavered.

Joan felt like a bug under a magnifying glass but she stayed there hopping that her pitiful appearance and the words were enough. She prayed that that was enough.

"Quit that sobbing . Whipes ya nose . Next time . with the customers you best be more feeling . Now get's to taking down my slacks . Just the slacks . mind ya . leave them panties alone . for now!"

Joan wanted to vomit but didn't.

"Good . keep smiling while ya is doing it. Look up here . smile that shit eating grin, you'se white gals get when you's know you's gonna get some sweet black pussy . now lean in and kiss my belly . Now gets them choppers around the bottom on my panties crotch . Mind ya don't ya dare nip my crotch. OK! Now drag um down . slow . and keep that smiling . and keep looking up at me . "

Through the detailed instruction Joan hoped for some reprieve . this was worst than anythng she had had to do before in her life. She wished she had never gone to that sleep over . if she could get her hands on that Connie .

"Now they down there . let um go . and let's um fall . Now take a good long look up at my beautiful pussy . Ain't it beautiful? Now big shit eating grin while ya look up . and ask . politely to kiss it. Afore ya goes ta sucking my pussy . make me believe ya is here for that pussy alone ."

Daftney instructed.

Joan hopped Constance was burning in hell but she mumbled, "Um please may I kiss . and su . suck it?"

"Keps eye contact while you beg . and get them paws up like the little puppy ya is. Better . Now let's tru it all again . pull's up my panties . and my slacks . and we do er again form the top . Becca be watching . and this time yo best get it right. OK!"

The pair and the thin snake skinned belt kept Jan at the preamble to the disgusting task for about ten times.

Only then did Daftney make the thoroughly demoralized girl go to the actual 'pussy sucking'.

Again this was gone over and gone over till Joan knew the facial and tongue moves like the back of her hand.

Whenever she faltered, the belt caressed her soft white ass or back or tits to show her the error of her ways.

Finally Daftney pronounced Joan ready for the customers.

Just like Constance before her Joan was reticent for the first few 'customers' but Rebecca's presence and her strokes with the belt on Joan's all ready red lined back and ass drove her to greater efforts than she herself knew she was capable of.

Joan 'worked' until early in the evening, but after the last customer Daftney had her fill out her employee data form and then she had Rebecca drive the naked girl out into the street with her cheeks still coated with sickening girlie cum.

Joan was left to huddle beside a phone pole trying her best to cover her nakedness till the farmer came for her.

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Back at the farmer's market, the farmer, while taking in the fees for one of his wonderful cock sucker pigs, was approached by a strange, little fat man with stringy red hair. This guy's smile gave the impression of oiliness only seen in hair tonic commercials of old.

He wanted to rent one pig for a week . every day from noon to 10 pm. He would give them lunch and water through the day and pay a flat fee.

It sounded like a heck of a deal, but the farmer wanted a per dick fee, for every one serviced. The funny little man and the farmer argued but finally set up a compromise. For the first week the flat fee would be the rule. They would negotiate for the next week.

Finally the farmer demanded collateral and the man put up one of his 'Adult Book Stores'.

The man had a few rows of video machines in each of his stores, that were all ways breaking down, needing repair. He had seen the farmers 'pig stys' and had an idea that using his booths for 'glory holes' with pig cock suckers in one booth beside an unfunctioning video stall.

The deal would be a golden opportunity for each of them.

Behind each 'glory hole' would be one of the experienced cock-sucker pigs servicing anything stuck through the hole.

Here was a chance to get into the 'adult market' for the farmer. I mean the young boys in search of a blow job market would all ways be there . but the horny business man, or the day laborer, seeking to get off at all times of the day or night was vastly bigger.

So the farmer lent the store owner one pig . Piggie for a week to test the waters . so to speak.

When the farmer arrived at her house just after her husband left for his job, Piggie was very happy to see him. Based upon her previous job performance her employer had fired her anyway, so the prospects of a new job for her owner was heavenly for Piggie . given the nature of the 'job' she would never have to worry about suitable dress.

(I mean do you really care what your cock-sucker is or is not wearing? Personally I keep um naked so they are properly motivated . then too an experienced one, rubbing her tits against my leg is . well invigorating . but in this glory hole thing. There is no tactile contact, with of the bodies other than the cock and the suckers oral organs.)

So I put away my pigs after the market closed down . Oh the market's owner demanded he get to fuck Jeanie today as she was new pig. I didn't argue, and she didn't know as she just knelt there, all hunched over. The old man approached form the rear, stuck it in, and pumped away to his hearts content.

Afterwards the old man said he preferred to fuck my older pigs, as they had some meat on them . Not like the little girl pigs I used for the last few weeks.

Ah well it takes all kinds . doesn't it?

Bright and early . for me . I went to Piggie's house and took her to the book shop owner (Sid)'s place and installed her in a video booth that was down for technical reasons. Using a drill Sid provided us with a 7 inch hole at waist height and we were in business.

After instructing a naked Claudia again, on her duties, we locked the doors, plastered a 8 x 10 picture of her kneeling there over the hole in the neighboring booths and went out into the seedy 'store' to drum up business.

Their was a lot of skepticism on the stores patrons part . at first . we had to give away a three free bee's before we got a paying customer . Most of the guys were homo-phobic so we had to install one of those view scopes that install by drilling through the wall, to insure the guys that it was really a female cock-sucker and not some queer in the next booth servicing them.

With the new business venture up and running, I went to see Big Wanda for my cut of the sale of Constance sweet ass to the rich lesbian.

Constance's mother (Jeanie) and father (Frank) had been induced to forget they ever had a daughter, with the video of each of them 'molesting' the poor girl! If they open their mouths, at best they go to jail as child molesters, or worse they become prime suspects in her mysterious disappearance.

The young boy friend Roger and his buddy Tim came over to Connie's former house inquiring where she was and Jeanie fell all to pieces.

That suited me fine. I had a bone to pick with those two lads. They had if you remember earlier in this story been in on the partial pig napping of Piggie.

So when Jeanie called me and I had her direct the boys to an out of the way place in one of the deserted fields around my farm. There a few of my good old boys cornered the young miscreants and after a little ruff stuff delivered the trust up blindfolded boys to my barn.

Now there is very little market in young boy flesh, that I'm aware of, but I had decided to teach these boys a lesion that would stay with them for the rest of their lives.

We gave um a shot with a cattle prod and while they were in la-la land we stripped down stark naked!

In my inventory of animal things, I had few of the tight rubber sleeve like devices used for castrating cattle and sheep. It had proved to be no great trouble, in the past to cover the upper ball sacks of troublesome males with these. So with two of these things I encased the boy's family jewels. Continuous holding of the ball sack of man or beast and in a half hour or so . would strangle the blood supply and . no more man. In some cases, with a particularly hard case, we left the rubber tubes there over night and let the former man watch his gonads WHITHER AND DIE right before his eyes.

But these were mer boys and so it was more effective if we didn't tell um . right away and they found out later . so when the boys awakened fully, they felt some discomfort but nothing too painful.

We didn't give um a chance to ask questions. Ran um through the denuding troth with the thick white caustic liquid. It would remove all their body hair, what little they had, and we made um do their facial cheeks, to complete the effect. We had um run around for the stuff to dry, once they were out of the troth.

Next just like with the females when they were thoroughly dry, we hosed um down. The result was they were all soft and smooth as a new born baby's butt. Now I put each of um in a breeding frame and sprayed that 'bitch-in-heat-scent' stuff inside each of their ass cracks.

Then we just left um, wondering what was happening, with a video cameras running to keep a record. Shortly every horny dog in the area arrived with boners. We recorded when every farm dog for miles around came, a calling and mated with what they thought was an in season bitch. The poor boys cried and pleaded to go home to ma ma.

After a few hours of this, when the scent wore off, the boys were soo happy to get out of the breading frame, they agreed to do anything we wanted.

At this point they just wanted to go home.

First off they promised to never . never interfere with my pigs or business ever again. Then I had um read a script while the video camera was running, that they had done away with their girl friend, Constance over a drug deal.

In future if they raised an outcry about anything, the tape and the disappearance of Connie, would fix their little red wagons forever.

By then it was apparent to my casual observation, their captive balls were dying or in fact soo fare gone, that you could say the things were decease. They were soo happy to be going home. I figured, why tell um, the bad news. It would spoil their whole day . and after the fucking their ass holes had taken, they were in no mood to argue when we carefully cut off the constricting rubber tubes and gave um back their clothes.

They were so happy to be going home. They had thought, we were going to cut their nasty little ball thing right off their bodies.

In a few days the boys would notice a lack of sexual desire, and way in the future they would never lose their hair . now that's something isn't it?

From now on though the only erections they would ever enjoy were someone else's.

So we took um back to their car and warned um to keep quiet about their afternoon or any reference to Constance, or next time we'd use tin snips on their dicks.

Again they were falling all over themselves thanking us for not cutting their balls off swearing they would never talk about their afternoon.

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