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(M+/b, ped, nc, rp, v, sn) *** So I told you I am working with this unresponsive totally fucked out pig teen. I mentioned that he now sucked my dick while I watched tv. Even that was not easy to accomplish. He so so fucked out when I got him. After leaving him in a cage for three days with nothing but piss to drink and dog food to eat, an experiment I conducted to try to find at what level he now existed, I took him out and cleaned him up and brought him to bed with me. He thought it was to be fucked as he lay there with his mouth open in a kind of 0 ready for a dick to be inserted, and his hands spreading his sixteen year old ass cheeks as he had no doubt been taught to do many years ago. Instead, I stroked his hair and calmed him down. I spoke to him in a very gentle quiet voice. I told him that he was not my pig. That I had not bought him, but that I was trying to help a friend of mine. I told him that it was his duty to provide service to real men, and that by being a totally fucked out mess at sixteen, he was letting us all down. I gently suggested that he could help us all by telling me what still scared, disgusted, revolted, terrified, and repulsed him, so that we could have some fun doing those things to him. He said nothing, but I could see him thinking, as much as his addled brain could still think. I had fed him lots of viagra in his dog food, so his teen dick was hard. That was a good sign. Finally after a very long time, he said, in a voice that sounded like he hadn't spoken much in years, he mumbled, "They gave me a dog." "Who gave you a dog? Your last owner's gave you a dog?" I stroke his hair which wasn't naturally blond, but had been dyed that way to make him look more like a cunt whore. He didn't answer, so I gently asked him again, slipping one hand down his smooth young belly to his hard prick. "They gave me a dog to love. I did shows with the dog." "Oh yes, you did suck and fuck shows with the dog. I've seen photos. It looks like a very good show. The dog had a nice big dick, and he fucked you very hard, just like you were his bitch. That was very good Alan. What else can you tell me?" He had not indeed talked in weeks, perhaps months, so this was a break-through. I gently squeezed his ball sack and rubbed his tits. He lay with his head on my lap, my hard naked dick beneath his cheek. "They had a, a wedding ceremony. I was the bride. In a brides dress and everything. And the dog was the groom." "Well, that sounds like fun. Were there lots of people there watching. Watching the wedding ceremony?" He nodded his cute head, my wet prick rubbing on his soft face. I slowly masturbated him. "And then I bet, they all watched the new bride and groom have sex. Isn't that right, Alan? They watched your new husband fuck you?" He nodded again, and I saw a tear form in his eye. This was great. Some feeling from him at last. We might get a bit of fun out him yet. I do admit I love a good challenge. Always have. "Did he fuck your mouth and our pussy and did the wedding guests take photos and videos of your doggie husband fucking you?" "And, then, and then, " his voice choked up and the tears poured suddenly out of his eyes. His nipples grew hard and his dick twitched. I could see him remembering. "And then what Alan? Then what?" I slid two fingers easily up his cunt. "I loved the dog. He was my only friend. I loved him. And then after the wedding night. They, they, " His body grew tense and jerked as if in a spasm. "Easy baby, easy, nobody's going to hurt you now." I slid my fingers in and out of his boy-pussy. My dick was rock hard and leaking under his face. "They, killed , killed the dog in front of me, and made me, made me, " He buried his cute face in my dick and balls and sobbed. His tears mingled with the pre-fuck leaking from my cock. "What did they make you do. Say it Alan. Once you say it, you will feel better." "They made me eat his dick and balls." He broke down, his young slender body wracked with sobs. His last owners had been creative, I had to hand it to them. To give the kid who had no love, a pet, allow him to grow to love it, then marry him to it and have them fuck, and then kill the dog and make him eat its cock and nuts. That is real sexual creativity. I felt his inner rectum tighten on my fingers. I knew I could bring this pig back to active duty, but I had to be patient and take time. I thought now it might be time to feed him some dick. "Do you want some cock, baby? Do you want to taste some dick?" knew that after all the years of abuse this boy had endured, that he needed cock. It's the only thing he had been living for a dozen years or more. Cock morning noon and night. Cock and sexual abuse. Gently pulled my fingers from his ass and at the same time rubbed my dick across his face. Again his mouth opened in a large 0. Pigs are taught to always keep their mouths open for dick. "No, no, Alan, just relax your mouth. Relax your lips. This a special treat for you. It's not for my pleasure. It's for your pleasure." I could see the confused look in his eyes. No one had for a very long time done anything for his pleasure. He didn't understand that. He closed his mouth, and I gently rubbed the leaking dickhead on his full young lips. "Here you go, Alan, here you go. Piggy needs to taste some cock? Piggy want some cock slop?" I whispered as I rubbed my piss hole across his lips, coating them with fuck-scum. I nudged the head of the cock into his mouth. He lay like a baby on my lap, sucking on my dick like it was his mom's tit. He curled up in a little naked ball, sucking on my dick. I knew I had made significant progress. I had him sucking cock again with some desire. We were on our way! To be continued... ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author does not condone the described behavior in real life. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Kristen's collection - Directory 43