Date: Sat, 12 May 2012 19:42:04 -0400 From: A Le Subject: The Farm *Comments welcome. If everyone likes this, I have more parts I can write* **Also, please remember that your donations are important to keep the website going. Any little bit helps and allows us to continue providing you with our stories** The cell I was in was a small one. It was dark, damp, and barely big enough for me to turn around in. There wasn't a bed, or a toilet, there was nothing except a hard cement floor. It was a holding cell, because soon I was being transported to my final destination. A few weeks ago, I'd been arrested for theft. It was my third arrest. Under the new laws, after a third arrest you became enslaved for life. It was better and cheaper than keeping a prison going. After my first offense I'd been on probation, and after my second offense I'd had to do community service with additional probation. But this third offense was the end of the line. The judge had condemned me a day after I'd been arrested and since then I'd been transported three times with groups of other men from one place to the next. And each time we headed from one place to the other, the group got smaller. Now there were only two of us left. Me and another guy. The other guys name was Jim and he was enslaved for two years for drunk driving. He wasn't concerned, he told me, because he knew the two years would go quickly. For me though, there was no chance of getting out of it. Being enslaved for life meant just that. Life. My name is Ray and I'm twenty four years old. I'm around six foot tall, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. I have dark brown hair and eyes, and from what I've been told, a pretty nice smile. I'm also hung like a horse. My cock, when hard is nearly nine inches long and three inches round, and I'm uncut which I love. I love that extra foreskin, and the way it feels sliding back along my cockhead. I love when a man shoves his tongue up inside that foreskin to tease my piss slit. It turns me on something fierce. I don't know how long I was in that single holding cell, but it felt like a long time. When they finally came and got me, they tied my hands behind my back and shoved me down a long dirty hall and out into a government van. Jim wasn't there. I knew that this was the end of the line for me. I'd been the only lifer in the group of men, and they'd all been taken to their locations. I was last. A guard sat in the back of the van with me, as if I were going to try and jump the driver or something. How the hell could I do that when I was tied and naked? It was ridiculous. "Hey man, what's up your ass? Not my cock but it could be if you want." I grinned, trying to bait the guard into an argument or something, but he just sat there, ignoring me. I sighed when he didn't respond and looked out the window. I could see a city disappearing, and the van was heading out into the country. We drove for what felt like fucking forever. I think I even dozed off a little. But I jerked awake when the van turned off the main road onto a bumpy dirt road. Where the hell were we going? The answer came soon enough as we rounded another corner and a huge farm house came into view. The place was pretty large; it looked like a fully functioning farm. I could see fields on all sides, barns, farm machinery, the works. Great, looked like I was going to be doing hard labor, but if it was outside, then I was pretty happy with that. Nothing better than being out in the open and under the sun. The van came to a stop and the guard driving came around to open the door. He stepped back and the other guard shoved me down out of the van. I hit the ground with my bare feet and sucked in a breath of fresh air. It was nice and warm out, and the sun was just starting to set. A pickup truck was off to the side I hadn't seen before, and a man climbed out. I'm a pretty big guy, but this guy was huge. He was at least six foot six, and burly. He was wearing dirty jeans and work boots, and an open flannel shirt, showing off his huge chest and belly. The man had dark hair and a hat shoved down on his head, blocking his eyes from my view. As he walked toward us from the truck he turned his head, and spat a wad of chew spit out onto the ground. His hands came to rest on his hips as he came to a stop and eyed the two guards and me. "So this is him huh." His voice was gravely, as if he'd been smoking since he was a kid. He gave another disgusting spit and it landed near my bare foot. I felt myself growing disgusted with the man. He was big, dirty, disgusting. I couldn't believe this is where I was ending up. One of the guards looked down at a clipboard in his hand, "Yes. Slave Ray, number 1829. Term: Life." The guard looked up at the man and held the clipboard out to him. The man reached out, taking it from the guard. He picked up the pen and I saw how huge his hands were. Big fat meaty hands with large, long fingers. He signed something on the clipboard and handed it back over to the guards. They both grinned at the man and climbed back into the van and soon they took off back down that dirty road, leaving me standing there, naked, my hands tied behind my back, with the big burly man. I stood there silently, staring at him. He spat another huge dirty wad of spit on the ground. Then his big hand smacked me hard across the face quickly, making my head jerk to the side. "Don't look at me slave. Look at the ground you piece of shit." He smacked me again, the other cheek, sending my head jerking to the other side. I felt my anger stir, and I lowered my eyes to the ground slowly. This was going to suck ass, I could tell already. Little did I know then just how much it really was going to suck. The man grabbed my hard by my upper arm and dragged me to his pickup truck. At the back he pulled a rope out and tied it around my neck tightly. Then he tied the other end to the back bed of the truck. Once that was done the man moved and got inside the cab of the truck. I wasn't sure what was going on, until the engine came to life and I heard him yell out the window. "Run." And with that the truck took off. He wasn't driving slowly either. Quickly I started to run, knowing if I fell that truck would drag me by my neck and kill me. I ran as fast as I could, and soon I was sweating and breathing heavily, struggling to keep up. My feet were bare, and they got cut up on the dirt, rock filled road. It was hard to run with my arms behind m y back like that. Just when I didn't think I was going to be able to run anymore, the truck came to a stop and I bent over, gasping hard. The big man slid out and came around, untying the rope from the truck he started for the barn, dragging me along behind him. I hurried to keep up, limping, my feet bleeding. Inside the barn it smelled of horses and cows, and most of the stalls were full of animals. The man dragged me into an empty stall, with nothing but a little patch of hay on the floor. He tied the rope to a chain hanging from the ceiling and smacked me hard across my face. "I don't have time to fuck with you right now. So you can fucking stay here and be quiet. If I hear a single peep out of you I'll cut your fucking tongue out you piece of shit. You got that?" I nodded quickly, and got another smack to my face for the nod. "You answer me Yes Sir when I speak to you. Got it?" "Yes Sir!" I said quickly, not wanting another blow. My face was stinging on both sides from his heavy hand. The man punched me in the gut before he left, and I doubled over in pain, breathing hard. Fuck that hurt. What I realized when I tried to sit down was that he'd tied that fucking rope just high enough that I couldn't sit without choking myself. I could kneel, but I couldn't get any lower than that. I knelt down for a long time on that little bit of hay, but my knees got sore, and so I'd stand up, then kneel down. And this went on for the rest of the night. Every time I would start to doze off on my knees, I'd sway to the side and choke myself on that rope around my neck. It would jerk me awake and it'd start all over again. When morning came, the sun wasn't even up yet but I could hear people moving around outside the barn. I could hear men talking, and the animals were soon coming to life. I was starving, and exhausted, and I had no idea what was in store for me. But I didn't have to wait very long. The barn door opened and I forced myself up to my feet again, swaying as I stood there. I saw that big man coming my way and I quickly lowered my eyes to the ground. He came in, not saying a word, spat at my feet and untied the rope. He dragged me out of the barn and into a nearby field, through a gated entrance. The field was spotted with grass and a lot of patches of dirt. I was dragged to the middle of that field, away from the grassy areas and the man kicked me behind m y knees, knocking me down to the ground. I could see there, in the ground, was a large rusted metal ring. He looped that rope through it and yanked it until my cheek was pressed into the dirty ground. Once he tied that rope all I could see was his boots. He then untied my hands, which gave relief to my shoulders. They had been like that for over a day now and were pretty fucking sore. But my hands were yanked forward, over my head, stretched out on the ground, and the rope was tied around my wrists tightly again, securing them to that rusted ring as well. He kicked me again, this time hard in the ass. "Get on your knees you fucking piece of shit." And I quickly pulled my legs up until I was on my knees. I could feel him attaching something to my ankles, and when he was done I realized I couldn't move m y legs. He'd put a spreader bar between them, and then he looped a piece of rope behind my knees, and yanked it up to that rusted ring as well. Now I was stuck, with my head and hands tied down to the ground, and a rope behind my knees making it impossible for me to lay down flat. Not only that, my legs were spread wide open and I couldn't move them. The man grunted when he was done. I could sense him staring down at me. After a moment I heard him spit and seconds later felt it land right on my back. I grimaced, yanking on my arms a little. There wasn't hardly any give at all. "Fuck you!" I muttered, mostly because I was in pain, and scared, and had no idea what was happening. I actually heard that big burly man chuckle. "You hate me huh piece of shit? Pretty soon you're gonna come to love me you fucking dirt bag." He kicked me hard in the side, and then I heard his boots heading away. The sun wasn't even up yet, but here I was tied down in this field and I had no idea what was going on. It wasn't long though, before I was going to come to realize what was happening. As the sun came up, the farm came to life. There were a lot of people that worked here, I could tell by the sound of their voices and their footsteps. I couldn't see anything but the field off to my left, the way my head was turned. But it was only about a half hour I was like that before the gate opened, and I could hear a few feet running around. They weren't human feet though. I wasn't sure what kind of animal it was until I saw the dogs. Two big shepherds came running into the field, I saw them briefly before they went out of my sight again. Moments later I felt one of them, nuzzling into my ass. I could feel its cold nose and then its big rough tongue licked up the crack of my ass! I couldn't believe it! "No, no get away from me!" I screamed, hoping to scare the dog off. But instead it growled at me, and I tried to struggle, but I was tied so well, there was no room for me to move. The other dog was pacing around us, I could see it every few seconds, and that other dog behind me kept licking my ass. I was horrified. "Help me, somebody help me!" I screamed, because I didn't think they knew this was happening. Did they know? Of course they knew, I came to realize, when I heard a man's chuckle near me. "Ain't no one gonna help you slave. And you better quit your hollerin' if you don't want the boss to come over here and shut you up." I couldn't see who was talking, but I whimpered, that dog licking my ass still. "Please, the dog is licking me. Please make it stop." But that only got another laugh, "Boy, you ain't know what you're in for huh? You the bitch hole now boy, and that's all you are. The boss been waitin for a new one ever since the last one died." A bitch hole? I didn't know what he meant by that but I realized I was going to learn quickly. Because that huge dog jumped up on my back. I could feel its nails digging into my back roughly, tearing off my skin. I grunted at the weight, and before I knew it that dog was jabbing at my ass. I knew what it was, a big fat dog cock, and I squeezed my ass shut tight, trying to keep it away, trying to keep it out. It didn't matter how hard I tried though, that dogs' slick mottled cock found its mark. I felt it spear me and I screamed in pain as that thing thrust up inside m y ass roughly, burying itself inside me. I'd never felt anything like it before in my life. Before I knew it that dog was humping away, fast as it could. And it was faster than any human had ever fucked me before. I could feel that cock sliding in and out rapidly and I was breathing heavily. I heard the man behind me laugh again. "See there, now you a bitch hole. Have fun." And then I heard his feet moving away, leaving me therewith that dog fucking me. It seemed to last forever, the dog just kept thrusting and thrusting and then I felt this pain, and it felt like that dog was trying to rip me in half. I grunted and screamed, and suddenly the dog forced its knot inside my body. I felt so full, stretched full, my ass tight, and soon I was being filled with doggy cum. It flooded my insides, and still that dog was thrusting. When he was finally done, I felt him pulling and I screamed in pain again, he was stuck inside me! I was so disgusted. I couldn't believe this dog had fucked me, and was now stuck inside my ass. I felt it moving, trying to get free, and it swung its leg over, so we were ass to ass. The other dog was pacing, up and down next to me, and I could see under its body it's huge balls dangling, and it's red slick cock was already out of its sheath. I grunted, closing my eyes tight. The worst of the entire situation, was that my own cock was hard as a rock. That dog dick had kept rubbing against that spot inside my ass that drove me crazy, and I was close to cumming. I was thinking of everything I could to stop it from happening, but I was so close! What the hell was wrong with me? A few minutes later that dog finally gave another yank and that knot popped out of me and his cock followed. I felt dog cum sliding out of my stretched hole and down my thighs. But before I could even feel relief from that dog being gone, the other dog was mounting me, and within moments another cock was inside me. I screamed out again, and this time I couldn't hold back. I came hard, my own nine inch cock spurt out a heavy load of cum against the dirt beneath me. I was sobbing as I came, disgusted with myself. Again that dog fucked me like the other one had, until its knot was inside me and it was filling me up with all of its doggy juices. I don't know how long it lasted, but it felt like forever. I could feel the sun rising higher in the sky, and it was hot on my backside. When those two dogs were done with me, I heard them head off, and I lay there, thankful it was over. But boy was I wrong! I don't know how many dogs worked on this farm, but about fifteen different dogs visited me that day. Sometimes there was a half hour or an hour between them, sometimes just a few minutes. But dog after dog found its way over to me, and fucked me and filled me with dog cum. I screamed and cried, begged to be let go, but no one else ever came over to me all day. Just those dogs that used me and made me their little bitch. I was their bitch hole, just like that man had said. I came at least six or seven times, and in between the dog fucks, I dozed on and off. I could feel my backside getting sunburned, and that hurt even worse when the dogs jumped on me. By the time the sun was setting, I was passed out on the dirt covered ground, my ass stretched wide open, full of dog cum and covered in sweat and dog cum and blisters, with a puddle of my own cum beneath me.