Piggy
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After the others left, Kit and Kat took their own turns, right there on the floor of the piggery. There was a very specific flavor to those last sex acts of the evening.
There was, of course, the setting. The floor was covered in litter. Straw. Beer cans and plastic cups. Pig droppings. Discarded clothing. Shannon was caked in spit and lube and cum.
Sex with these two sorority organizers was not frenzied, as was rest of the evening. They took their time, now that they were no longer hosting an event. This was a time to kick back. The work was done, and they no longer had to be on their game.
That Shannon would cooperate was a given. They didn't even ask. Kat simply pulled the young girl up into position, on her knees. She leaned back against the rails of the pen, still fully clothed, and set her legs apart a bit. It was subtle body language, but it was all Shannon needed. The student nuzzled her face into the crotch of Kat's tight fitting pants, sniffing and licking to demonstrate her willingness.
Kat hooked her thumbs under the waist of her pants and pulled them down low on her thighs. Then, she leaned back again, and relaxed while Shannon forced her face up and between to find the right spot.
No urgency. She cracked her beer and relaxed, enjoying what was an experienced tongue.
When she was satisfied, she offered the same to her sorority sister, who had been catching up the messages on her phone. Kit demurred for a minute, particularly engrossed in texting, but after she clicked the phone closed, she reconsidered.
"Why not?" she mused to her friend. "I'm late already. Better that I don't show up late and horny."
It was an afterthought for Kit. A convenience.
That was the feeling that stuck with Shannon. She, as a person, was unimportant to these sorority women. They had enjoyed abusing her in the hazing ritual. They certainly enjoyed her lips and tongue, but they had no regard for her except as an amusement.
It shamed her that she had been so willing. Shannon had plenty of time to relive those moments, hogtied overnight in one of the rooms of the sorority house.
Hogtied. Hands to ankles in the front.
She had slept that way, when she could, on the floor of a comfortably furnished room in an upper floor of the main sorority house. It was quiet here, even when morning came, with few footsteps in the hall. Shannon guessed that this floor was restricted to sorority officers like Kit and Kat. They had used a key to get past at least one of the doors when they brought her here.
Shannon was a mess, inside and out. She was disturbed, of course, by the direction this was going. It seemed there was very little she could do about it, and there was some strange comfort in that. There was no pretence that her opinion mattered. The women had told her that she would be given a choice, but that time had clearly not arrived. Right now, her feelings were unimportant.
What she did feel was an unrelenting arousal. This treatment, whether intended or not, kept those shameful appetites very near the surface. It felt like she was meant for this. Which was ridiculous, Shannon scolded herself. But that's the way it felt. Despite all the time she had spent struggling with her nature, this felt ... right.
So she allowed the thoughts to wash through her unfettered. She relived her humiliations. She didn't concern herself with the way she smelled or looked after the revelries of the previous evening.
But she did need to pee. And she was getting hungry.
There. She could think about her bladder, and her stomach, and about the feel of those ropes on her hands and ankles. No need to go any deeper than that.
Mid morning, a new stranger came in and attended to her needs. The woman was older, maybe in her forties. She was straight down to business.
"I'm Carissa," she introduced herself politely, but firmly. "I'm going to be taking care of you, and if you cooperate, I'll be able to do it without hurting you much."
The woman was built strong, and heavier than the other sorority girls Shannon had met. Not fat, just solid, like someone who had to do a fair bit of physical work for her living. Carissa detached one knot, which left Shannon's wrists and ankles still bound, but not to each other. She pulled Shannon up. For a moment, as she balanced herself close to the body of the woman, Shannon caught the scent of freshly baked pastries or something similar.
Carissa gave quick directions as she brought Shannon to the washroom and cleaned her up. She was firmly in control, never releasing the ropes in one place before tying a new knot someplace else. Even in the shower, Shannon was secured.
"If you've got to pee, now's the time," Carissa told her.
It took a minute for Shannon to overcome her shy bladder. It felt strange, peeing on command, much less doing it in the shower with another woman watching.
That done, she was fed.
"Leftovers, I'm afraid," Carissa told her. "But plenty of them."
They weren't just leftovers. They were table scraps. Yes, pastries, but eggs, cereal and toast too. Some were half-eaten, and all were served up in a plastic tub, as would be used to clear plates in a kitchen before washing up.
They were carrying the humiliation even this far, to have her gingerly lowering her face into a slop bucket to pick out the least touched portions of food.
Then, back to being hogtied and waiting. For what, Shannon wondered, but then put it from her mind. No more wondering.
In the late afternoon, Kit arrived first. She was dressed in scrubs, having come directly from her job. She was a doctor, it appeared. She didn't address Shannon for a while. While waiting for Kat, she changed her clothes and spent some time answering messages on her cell.
Kat came about an hour later. When they finally focused on Shannon, it was Kit who started up. The blonde woman sat casually at the edge of the bed, looking down on her naked captive. She had the upper hand in every way, and she carried that attitude in the way she spoke.
"I talked to a couple of the girls you know. They tell me you're a good student. Is that so?"
"Yes," Shannon agreed.
"I found that a bit surprising, seeing how you've performed for us. They say that you're quite competitive, and that it bothers you when things don't go your way."
Shannon nodded quietly.
"Is anything bothering you right now?"
A ridiculous question. Shannon had been trying to avoid it for most of the day. What was wrong, she asked?
"Everything," Shannon admitted quietly.
"For instance?" Kit pried.
"I'm missing class." What a stupid place to start, Shannon thought. It was just the first thing to come to her head.
"I've spent the whole day tied here, a captive. Last night, I did terrible things to earn my way into this sorority. I'm scared about the stupid risks I've taken. My reputation is probably destroyed. Not to mention..."
She paused to hold back a shudder.
"I had unprotected sex with all those boys. What if I get pregnant?"
Kit laughed.
"Listen, piggy - two things: firstly, you overestimate yourself. You don't have a reputation to protect. I've asked all about you, and had to really pry to get much feedback from classmates. Yeah, you're smart, but that doesn't exactly earn you influence, does it? You're nothing to these girls. You could disappear from the face of the earth, and no one would fret."
"Secondly, you won't get pregnant. It's impossible."
The insults made Shannon's face burn. She wanted to argue back about her reputation, but the second statement seemed to be the easier one to challenge.
"Impossible? There were no condoms. I'm not on birth control. How can you say it's impossible?"
"Because you're a pig."
The statement hung in the air for a minute. Kit was wearing a thin smile, and watching Shannon for her reaction.
"I don't think she knows what you mean," interjected Kat, who was allowing her blonde friend to take the lead today.
"You're right, Kat. I should spell it out for her. I don't mean you're a pig, like, as in 'see how many guys she just screwed! That girl is a total fucking pig'. It's true that you're a fucking pig in exactly that way, but I mean something different. What I mean is that you really are a pig. Biologically. With exactly 38 chromosomes to prove it. You're pork. Ham. Swine. Back bacon."
Kat cut in. " Take it easy, Kit. You might hurt her feelings."
"Sorry, but there's no easy way to tell a pig that she's a pig. Besides, you had your fun last night. This is my part."
The women were bantering now at Shannon's expense, enjoying her utter confusion.
"She doesn't believe you."
"No. Well, I guess it's a pretty hard thing to accept. She's always thought she was pretty much like all the other girls. It must suck to learn that she's not even on the right level of the food chain."
Shannon finally reacted. " Impossible."
She wasn't sure what strength of argument she could expect to make, from her position hog-tied on the floor, but she felt she had to speak up.
"Not impossible," assured Kit. " The science is boring, but I'm told it's very possible."
"The science is not boring," Kat snapped back, but in a friendly way. This was their shtick, and they were obviously enjoying it. It almost sounded as if they'd done it before.
"Think of it. Most of the world's geneticists were snapped up by the pork industry. True, much of their research work had become quite illegal, but their knowledge itself was not. A handful of them, I'm told, were convinced by an executive, a man named Roark Harper, to begin a program of genetic mimicry."
"This Roark Harper was the patriarch of your friend Bethany's family – an individualist who had previously opposed the subsidization of the pork industry, and indeed all of the constitutional reforms. The story goes that he finally relented, accepting subsidies as a way to level the playing field with his competitors, and inexplicably recruited a handful of senior geneticist to start his project."
"How can you say this isn't boring?" challenged Kit. "This is all, like, what ... a century ago?"
The Asian woman wouldn't let her enthusiasm be dampened. "It's not boring. It's beautiful. He took their rules, and twisted them to his own end. Why? I don't know. Maybe Bethany could enlighten us. But he did it. He didn't insert a single human gene. He didn't break the letter of the law. It was all done with pig embryos. These senior geneticists, they had it all mapped out. They knew exactly what kinds of mutations they would need to see in pig DNA to get characteristics that would appear human."
"They produced millions of embryos per week, growing most of them just large enough to sample the DNA. Then, the junior researchers would do the – excuse the expression – grunt work. They'd look for those promising sequences. Most of them didn't even know that they were contributing to. Maybe they thought that they were finding traits useful for medical research. Some likely thought they were producing organs suitable for human transplantation. Others probably even thought they were looking to develop – how did you put it in class, Shannon? A better tasting pork chop?"
Kat was clearly delighted by the story, and especially the conclusion of it.
"But they were all clueless to the big picture. Only Roark Harper and his closest associates knew that they were developing something that looked and behaved like a human."
"The basic mutations didn't even take that long, I'm told. Pigs aren't that far from humans in the grand scheme of things. You may have an anatomical difference here and there – spiral intestines, a developed and active vomeronasal organ – but at surface level, you pass for human. They've been able to turn out pigs that appear more or less indistinguishable from humans for over half a century. But behaviorally, it's a little more difficult. That's why you're here..."
Shannon didn't understand her own emotional reaction. It couldn't be true. Not a word of it. But why was she beginning to sob?
"That's why I'm here... ?" she echoed as a question.
"Yes," cut in Kit. "Now that we're through all the lame genetic science, it comes down to whether you pass for human. That's why the company grows out a pig like you every few years, and lets it be reared amongst humans. Then, when the pig reaches maturity, she comes here, and tries to pass pledge."
Elizabeth Fisher. Was that why she had pushed so hard for Shannon to pledge? Was she from the company? Blood rushed to Shannon's cheeks with this speculation, and the tears came harder.
"They always finish at the back of the pack. Something about the light from a flashlight confuses a pig in the dark. I'm told that farm kids have fun real fun spooking pigs like that at night. And once we have a pig in the piggery, she isn't hard to spot."
Shannon tried to sniff back her tears to plead her case. "How can you be sure? Maybe you've got it wrong."
"Maybe," conceded Kit. "But not for long. Remember how Kat mentioned that pesky vomeronasal organ that the geneticists never bothered to breed out?"
"What ... what organ?"
"Vomeronasal," explained Kat. "It's a scent organ. It detects sex pheromones. Specifically, it picks up androstenone, which is present at high levels in the saliva of male pigs. When a female pig comes into heat, and she detects this pheromone, it signals her to present herself for sex. Pigs of your kind don't have to wait to be in heat. One of your genetic mutations is that you're always in heat. Explains a bit, doesn't it? Anyhow, if we're right, seeing your reaction to androstenone would prove it."
Kat brought out a spray bottle.
"Here. I've prepared a solution."
"No, please don't..." Shannon reacted with horror to the thought of being sprayed with it. Please, she wanted to beg irrationally. Leave me some doubt. Leave me denial, at least for a while.
"Aw, c'mon piggy..." teased Kat. "All the sows just love it. It'll drive you wild."
The spray came, and every thought of being human disappeared without a trace.
Whenever the illusion of humanity returned to her, Shannon was hit by a wave of nausea. It wasn't like she was unaware of what she was doing, when they took the spray to her. She remembered it all, and was desperately ashamed of her behavior. She just had no way of controlling it. It was exactly like the worst of those times, when she allowed herself to become too aroused, and her head emptied of everything except her need to be taken.
Kit and Kat were torturing her with it, and driving home their message again and again.
"You know what you are," Kit would gloat. "Why do you even struggle?"
"No ... please ... please..." Shannon would beg when she saw the bottle.
The women used her to entertain themselves and special friends of the sorority, and a couple of sprays to the face made Shannon very entertaining indeed.
"These people have no idea of your genetic situation. They just think the sorority is being especially generous," Kit explained. "And you won't let them down, will you?"
"I'll do it without the spray," Shannon begged, but they wouldn't let her. They probably could have made her equally receptive with other methods. Kat had become quite good at handling Shannon. But then there was the risk that the student would try to communicate something about her captivity. And the spray, Shannon had to confess, left her quite incapable of that kind of notion. Besides, this was much more degrading.
When the spray took her, she was gripped with an instinct so strong that she couldn't do anything but mindlessly beg. The men – how many she didn't know – were happy to oblige. They took her in the mouth, in the pussy, in the ass. Sometimes they took her two or three at a time, but Shannon was always begging for more. She wallowed in whatever degradation the women had in store for her.
After it was all over, Shannon was attended to by Carissa, who appeared at the same time each morning, leading Shannon to think she was an employee here rather than a member.
"Come on, pig. Let's get you cleaned up," she said, with a touch of disapproval in her voice. "What have you got yourself into this time?"
Different things. A line up fraternity boys glazing her face with semen. One of the school administrators putting out a cigarette on her ass while he fucked her. Kit, deciding to top off the evening by squatting over Shannon, and pissing on her face.
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ExhibitionismNamaskar dosto aap ko dost rahul ek baar phir aapne new story lekar aa gaya haii iss story mai mai aap ko bataungaa kii kaise maine aapne mousi kii bahu ko choda. Please padh kar mail jarur karna At I will be waiting. Tooo hua uuu ji jab mai aur archu chudai mai mast the tab humne darwaza band nahi kiyaa thaa aur bhabhi neee hame dekh liyaaa tha aur bhabhi. Hum see uss time tooo kuch nahiii boli aur phir karib 10-15 din baat jab mai archu kiii ghar gaya tab bhabhi ne kaha raj mujhe kahee...
It was about midday when my Mistress Chrissy turned the telly off.I had been noticing that the last 15 - 20 minutes her crotch was getting very wet, I wasn't sure wether it was from sweat or from her feeling really turned on, either way my cheeks and mouth was getting fairly drenched what with my face being stuck to her pussy as my head was between her sexy thick thighs."God I'm getting so horny..." She confessed as she uncrossed her legs and pushed me away from her."I'm going to need to sort...
I. John had shown no movement for six days. He had made no sound. He was only recently released to his present hospital room from the strictly quarantined, Infectious Disease Intensive Care Ward. He hovered in a state of half-consciousness as his wife Julia, finally allowed at his side, held his hand as she listened to the man in the white jacket at bedside. “Well, at least we know whatever bug he’s got is no longer contagious,” said the doctor, one of the country’s leading specialists in...
Introduction: A romantic evening with Master. Enjoy, dont pick it to death. Sturing the pot of chocolate again so it doesnt clump I lay out the strawberries and the pineapple, to be dipped and eaten later tonight. The house has been cleaned and I had a couple of bags of rose petals make a small trail to the bedroom. Finishing up I take the small platter to the bedroom along with a long nosed lighter. Setting the platter on an end table in front of the bed ,I light the candles that Ive put...
I had graduated college and moved in with my parents after being gone for several years. I was only going to stay until I found a place of my own. Even before I graduated I had a job secured in my hometown, this is why I ended up moving back with my parents. They had a large home and often had big parties. Of course, since I had graduated and found a job, they found that a reason to have another party. I invited some of my old friends from my c***dhood, but none of my college friends could...
Introduction: Story of a young teacher, her students… A story one of my friends drunkenly told me, few and far between parts are true but some details have been embellished. I dont write fantastic but I think this came out alright. Enjoy. Mrs Sammy Williams I always knew I liked younger women. When I was a young girl I always fantasised about hansom princes on white horses but as I developed I began to get an itch for women my own age- especially during my teen years. As I reached my twenties...
Some comic characters mentioned in my stories could be the property of these respective comic book publishers, Marvel, DC, or Image. If they are being used, this a work of fictional parody. As opposed to most of my Lois stories which are based upon past comic books, this one came to me while watching a rerun of a Lois & Clark episode on TV last week, in which Lois was trapped in a VR world. This story ends wide open, with the possibility of at least 4 or 5 more stories...
Copied from my temporary account, nonetheless ........ TRUE !!!So, I was about 19. And as 19 year old guys are, girlfriend or not - are as horny as f*ck all the time. I was no different and had a very healthy sex life then with my then girlfriend, furious masturbation and eyeing up anything in a skirt. It didnt help also because at the time I was working in Nightclubs not only on the Bar but also on the door as a Bouncer due to my physique then. I was 6'7, just finished playing Rugby, was quite...
About 15 years ago my wife and I had a devastating argument that very nearly destroyed our marriage. She was 110% at fault. To this day, she has never admitted that she was to blame. If it had not been for the k.i.d.s being at home and in school & the financial devastation a divorce would have caused, I would have left. During our married life, I have never looked at another women nor considered having sex with one. However, about a month after this disagreement and things being still very...
VoyeurLiving in the tiny apartment was fine for a divorced man. A small single bed, computer, television in the main room, a small kitchen and even smaller bathroom with a stand alone shower. What more could I ask for? From time to time my thirteen year old daughter would come stay the night with me. She would always bring a friend or two along for company and I would give them the extra pillows and blankets that I kept in the small closet by the front door. They would curl up on the floor by my bed,...
IncestSara had not always been like this… this extreme and I new her lust for more had outgrown mine. We both new that. And yet I could not let her go. I had to see were she was going, what she would end up doing next. Just thinking about it filled me with a raging, jealousy-spiked high. She was my drug and I just had to have that next fix. So here I was, lying next my passed-out slave of a wife, that exhausted ball of filth, covered in flaky streaks of cum, blackening bruises, scaby bitemarks and...
Hi write to me on I, Ajay 21 years old, live in outskirt of village near Deoria city with 2 other family members Bhabhi and Sister. My Bhabhi is 24 years old and sister is 18 years old. My bro fell in love with a poor but very beautiful girl in 2005 who was 4 years younger and subsequently got married in 2009. After marriage my brother found Bhabhi impotent. So he used to love us as his children and started ignoring Bhabhi a lil bit. I was the one who was companion of bad patches. Bhai owned a...
IncestMy name is Serena. I guess you could say that I'm a good girl, I have just turned 18 and I have maintained honor roll throughout high school. I even still have a few faint freckles. I believe in modesty, but I'm nowhere near, a prude. I have always been able to make friends with guys easier than I have girls. I have a pretty amazing sex-life with my boyfriend, Cole, but my sexual urges to be dominated haven't necessarily been mentioned to him.I'm 5"2' inches tall with fair skin with a sort of...
BDSMMy name is Leo, and I am 16. Before I was the age I am currently, I was completely straight. But, being in an all-boys boarding school, I haven’t been used to girls. I haven’t had my first boob, pussy, or even my first kiss. Since I was with all boys, I had gotten over my shyness. It didn’t bother me to shower or change in front of them. During my second marking period, I had gotten a care package from my mother consisting of Oreos and other goodies. During lunch, when all the other boys were...
Family Man They were taking a little Convoy as a family, Tim, Missy, Jill and BJ had planned it all out while the kids were still in school. A new observatory was being built at the end of a Freeway Spur and he'd gotten them the delivery contract for the four week period between Thanksgiving and Christmas, but they were leaving the week before Thanksgiving. And he was happy to see that both Night Wolf and Darlene's little family had joined them. He had it all planned out, each...
After Dennis had worked with us for a month, we asked him if he could join us at a convention in Florida. He freaked out and was so excited. I said he needs to get permission. After he got permission, we made our plans and reservations and prepared for our trip.We got loaded and ready to go. We had rented a large van with an extended roof and loaded it up.We decided to drive straight through and then hunker down for a day or two before setting up at the convention hall.We took turns driving. I...
A New Vocation By Trish Why is that that no matter what I did things just never quite worked out for me. I was a dedicated student and got a good degree but could I get a sniff of a half decent job. NO! Yet my older sister who as far as could tell spent her time at university more interested in chasing men and partying got just a 2.2 degree, and walked straight into a well paid job. Then just to rub my nose in it, with in a couple of years of graduation she was jetting round the...
The Astounding Adventures of Timmy Johnson Part 2 By Nikki Mouton-Cadet Introduction Welcome back to the story of my adventures with the wonder-drug 'Re- juve'. In case you don't know, it was a brand-new therapy designed to rejuvenate old people. What it actually did was to regress men down to the age of adolescents while turning women into the dominant, masculine gender. I don't think that's what any of us expected when we started on all this but that's what happened. My name...
By: Azad Hi doston mera naam akash hai main 26 saal ka ladka hun or pehli baar apni kahani aap sab ko sunane jar aha hon jo ki meri sagi behan ke sath huyi thi meri behan ka naam santosh hai bahut hi gori or sundar hai baat un dino ki hai jab main 18 saal ka tha or meri behan 21 saal kit hi kiya mast jawani thi uski figer 32-28-30 hoga bachpan me maine kaafi baar apni behan ko maa se dand khate dekha tha ke wo gali ke aawara ladko ke sath kiyon ghumne jati hai 2-3 ladke Hamesha hamare ghar...
James felt awkward after what had happened at the audition. His Mom had seen his dick and touched it. She hadn't seen it since he had been much younger. After a few more days he received a call from the film director telling him he had been successful. James was actually disappointed. He was nervous as to what would happen next. He didn't tell his Mom and just wanted to pretend it had never happened. The next stage was to start filming. James thought it was just one day of filming so told...
When I was seventeen and starting college, my parents managed to get their dream job. Running a busy pub restaurant was a dream they'd had for as long as I could remember; now they jumped at the chance.This, though, caused problems with the twins, my much younger brother and sister ,as my mother would not be able to collect them from school and care for them in the evening. The twins were seven at the time so my mother employed a Nanny. At first, that made me feel as though she didn’t trust me...
Straight SexSitting at the table across from Florence Joseph, Sebastien Renard watched her eat. The big and tall young Haitian-American man smiled wistfully. Things were going pretty good. Here she was, having dinner with him and his grandmother Cecilia. Also present were Florence’s younger brother and granny. Sebastien played the part of the congenial host, loving every moment of it. If only Florence didn’t look so damn uncomfortable. Sebastien found himself oddly perturbed by that. The plan was to get...