Date: Thu, 18 Mar 1999 12:18:33 EST
From: Nathan Harvey
Subject: Livestock by Wild Boy

 Livestock 
By Wild Boy 

It was blistering hot that summer day and I was sitting on the porch of that
rundown little farmhouse I felt like white trash.  Sunday afternoons were the
pits.  I'd just graduated from their hick little high school and was glad to
be done with those jerks.  They were even happier to get rid of me telling me
I was the most disruptive student they ever had.  Now I was now eighteen and
could get away from this hellhole. The courts had sent me to live with Ross
Keller fifteen years ago after the car accident took my parents.  He was my
closest living relative and everyone told me it would be a lot better than
becoming a ward of the state.  I hated being forced to move to the country to
live but when there is no money there are no options.  Ross Keller was a big
dumb Irish farmer who paid more attention to his livestock than he did to me.
I never knew of, or got any form of love or affection from that man in the
fifteen years I'd lived with him.  He was unbelievable.  He was a huge man,
with wiry red hair and built like an ox.  

I guess you could call him handsome in a rugged sort of way and when he did
have company over it usually was some hooker from town.  Lying in my bed in
the attic I could hear them going at it all night like farm animals.  He never
had a problem getting women to stay over. The way the women screamed and
moaned for him to fuck them I knew that he must be hung like an animal.  Once
he had screwed one of them they never wanted to come back. He seemed to have
one damn voracious appetite for fucking but it was rumored his cock was so big
that no women he ever screwed would let him touch her again.  They called him
the 'Red Bull'.  In my fifteen years of living with him he just barely put up
with me.  I was expected to do all the cooking and cleaning through my school
years just to pay for my room and board.  

Ross was a strict man and thought everything or everyone had to pay its own
way on his farm or he got rid of it.  It was rumored he was rich but looking
at the way he lived that was hard to believe.  Oh he kept me in clean jeans
and paid my tuition but that was all. I never was allowed to have friends over
or he would never allow me to go anywhere.  It was no big deal, I never had
any friends.  He though I should be glad he was keeping me there until I had
my education and I could find a place to go work and live.  I dreaded another
long summer alone with Ross. Sitting there on the porch I watched as Ross pull
away for that afternoon for his usual Friday night of bowling drinking and
whoring around. I suppose he would bring another whore home tonight to fuck
and they would keep me awake all night with there screwing. 

As it got later it got cooler and I decided to go in and watch TV.  Lying
there the sofa I went sound asleep.  It was dark and late when I heard Steve
pull up in our long gravel drive.  I was surprised he was alone.  That meant
he would be horny and bitchy as hell tomorrow.  When he came staggering in he
that night he was drunker than I'd ever seen him.  Then I noticed the paper
bag he was carrying.  Slamming the door behind himself he ordered me to wash
up for a real treat.  Setting to bowls on the table he filled them with some
dumb damn Chinese food telling it was his favorite.  Looking at that cold
mushy stuff I muttered that that fed his livestock better than he did me.
Coming over and grabbing up my dish he slammed it to the floor telling me he
loved his dumb animals, and at least they loved him back for all his work
caring for them.  If I was going to act like a mongrel bitch I might as well
eat like one.  Pushing me down on the floor he told me to eat. When I tried to
get up he put his boot on my back pushing me to the floor again now demanding
I eat.  He was livid and drunk and now I was really afraid of him but I
wouldn't eat like a dog. 

Then getting up he dug through one of the kitchen drawers and roaring with
laughter pulled out an old pair of handcuffs and putting them on me told me he
was going to break my fucking ass. Then saying for being such an ungrateful
bitch he wanted some of the stuff he spent his good hard money on.  Reaching
down he ripped and tore my cloths leaving me naked telling me it was now time
for me to learn about humility and service.  He had decided it was time to
teach me obedience for my own happiness even if it killed me.  Looking up at
him I was frightened when I saw that evil smile on his face. I knew better
than say anything. Finally I realized this was no game, that this was for real
and I had finally stepped over that line he'd drawn for me. He was now
treating me like a piece of his livestock. 

Now scared shitless I began begging him for forgiveness and kept apologizing
to him over and over.  Laughing he said I was the one that was acting like an
ungrateful animal for the last fifteen years so now I was going to be treated
like an animal.  Then grabbing my hair he yanked drug and pulled and finally
ended up carrying me to the barn.  Throwing me down I scrambled to my feet but
he forced me into one of the open stalls.  Throwing in some clean straw he
drew up my arms and lashed my handcuffs with another rope and tied them off to
ring in the post in front of the stall. He left me there naked on my hands and
knees kneeling like a dog.  With my cuffed wrists forcing my head down and my
head resting on the ground I could see nothing.  That was the last I saw of
Ross until morning.  

It was impossible to sleep and I knelt there wondering what he could be
planning on doing to or with me.  It must have been four o'clock when I heard
Ross come in to tend the stock. That was his usual time to clean the stalls
and feed the animals. Passing my stall he looked in to see if I was awake and
when I saw his feet I begged him to untie me, telling him I had to shit.
Chuckling he said go on, shit like the rest of the livestock. You think you're
any better than they are? Kneeling there I disgraced myself and I began to cry
in humiliation.  Finally coming back into my stall he began talking to me in
those sweet soothing tones like he talked to all his animals.  Patting my ass
he promised he would take good care of me because I was the newest addition to
his little family of livestock.  As he cleaned the straw from my stall with a
pitchfork taking the waste away he began scattering handfuls of fresh sweet
hay telling me he would keep my stall nice and clean for me.   

I kept pleading with him telling him I was a man not some dirty livestock.
Ignoring anything I was saying as he worked between my legs spreading the hay
he said I had a great looking ass.  I looked like I would be a real good fuck
and he was horny as hell today. Moving quickly over to the bucket hanging
above me he reached in slopping some lardy looking junk on his hand then on my
ass pushing a glob of it up my ass.  Begging him for mercy I knew what he was
going to do.  Then I felt placing his cock to my ass with great care and
easing it into me just a touch he positioned himself. Then he gave a great
lunge shoving that giant ramrod of a cock of his up my ass and I screamed in
pain at the top of my lungs over my screams he told me to grin and bare it
because there was no one to hear me.  He wasn't a bit gentle saying only that
a man had to be rough to break in any wild animal but once you'd stretched
them open they were a great fuck. He'd watched his ponies do to the bitches
all the time.   

Still screaming from the pain and trying to kick with my hands tied all I
could do was beg him to stop.  He was hot and intent on getting his fuck and
he warned me if I didn't settle down he would put a bit and harness on me and
take me over to the pony stall and let Trigger fuck me.  Afraid of him letting
some Pony screw my ass I kept still when he kept pumping and pushing his cock
into me until finally he had work that huge rod of his all the way into me.
When he began screwing my ass it felt like he'd ripped me in two. He kept
working my ass until finally around lunchtime he said he was hungry and would
be back later.  Pulling his still hard cock out he said he would be back to
feed me later and if I were a good boy he'd fuck me again.  I just knelt there
feeling his cum dripping out of my ass and all I could do was cry.  I was
lost, no one knew or cared who or were I was.  He could keep me like this and
it would be like I never existed. I managed to lie down for a while and take
the strain off of my elbows and knees.  

Lying in the straw inhaling the scent of the animals in the barn I began
thinking back of how he raped me like a bull taking a cow.  Shamefully I began
getting excited and hard again.  Then I slowly began to realize that when he
was screwing me towards the end of it I'd begun to love the way his cock felt
up my ass.  Ross was standing there now having fits of laughter as he watched
me lying there on my back naked with this giant hard on. "Lookie there my new
bitch likes getting fucked".  Setting my food pail down he ask if I was ready
for another fuck.  This time I knew what it was all about and I really wanted
him to screw me again.  Scampering up out of the straw to my knees I raised my
ass up and spreading my legs ready for him.  Turning to look at him I told him
yes I wanted him to fuck me again.  

This time as he approached me and patted me on the ass calling me his good
little bitch. Coming up to in front of me with that giant cock of his swelling
and beginning to ooze, he told me to take a good look at what he was going to
ram up my ass.  Saying softly while I hot and ready he wanted to break in his
new little bitch boy right.  He'd lubed his cock well and he slid right in my
ass this time.  Then I began to whimper and cry as that big cock of his began
stretching my ass wide open.  Slapping me on the back of my head he demanded I
keep my mouth shut and take it like a good little bitch with some kind of
breeding.  He stayed there planted deep up my ass for the longest time then
suddenly feeling my ass surrender to him and expand making room for his cock
he began pumping me like a wild man.  When he came he held me my hips tightly
and I could feel my insides filling with his cum. As I relaxed and pushed back
on his cock working him in further that seemed to please him.

He knew then he'd broken me and now he had me so hot I just wanted more.
Begging him to fuck me again he came telling me not to be so greedy and
holding his cum drenched cock in my face he offered it to me to suck.  Now so
hot and ready I opened my mouth wide letting him slip that mammoth tool into
my mouth.  I suckled on it like a calf suckling his mother and he loved it
cooing telling me what a good boy I was and pumping deeper into my mouth he
kept holding my head pushing until he'd finally managed to force himself deep
into my throat. Getting were he wanted to be he began raping my mouth sinking
deeper with each thrust until I was taking every thing he had right down to
those huge balls of his. Shooting his load deep inside me as he pulled out of
me he said he was quite proud of how fast I was learning.  We fell into quite
a routine after that.  Ross still kept me chained in the stall but now he
screwed at least twice a day now and every night when he came out to put my
blanket around me. 

Ross Keller had the sex drive and the stamina of a bull.  In a matter of weeks
I had really become his bitch.  I was in ecstasy when he screwed me and when I
was in my stall I hungered for his body.  Without him I felt uncompleted.  By
the end of the summer I'd completely accepted the fact that I was now only his
livestock and one of his possessions.  

After being naked and chained in the stall for months I no longer missed
wearing clothing.  I felt it most natural staying in my stall eating from a
feed bucket and sleeping on straw.  Whenever I needed to relieve myself I did
like all the other animals.  I lived like all of the live stock and accepted
it as normal.  I loved it when Ross cleaned my stall every morning removing my
wastes and putting fresh straw down for me.  He always treated me with loving
tender care and I loved him for it. I was now free to move around my stall, as
he no longer kept me handcuffed. When he would take me out for my run. I knew
if I was well behaved he would fuck me after the exercise and knowing that
always made me excited. This was the most love and attention I'd even known.
He had let my hair and beard grow and now it was about halfway down my back.
One of the things I loved was when he groomed me. He told me I had a beautiful
mane of blond curly hair and sometimes he even braided it for me.   

One day in late fall he said he wanted to give me the chance of leaving him
and being free to find a job in the city saying he would not keep me against
my will. I now thought of Ross as my owner never my Guardian. I would never
dream of leaving my stall unless Ross would put a leash on me and take me out
like any of the rest of the livestock.  Dropping to my knees kissing his feet
I begged him to keep me, telling him my body was his forever however he wanted
to use me.  Patting me on the ass telling me if that was how I wanted it from
now on I belonged here just like the rest if his livestock. Now that I had
willingly pledged myself to him he felt like he owned me. Ross had big plans
for me. He had even put in a new stall in the barn for me telling me I was one
of his prize animals.  Proudly he pulled out the little vinyl padded bench
he'd made and had me lay on it, then reaching down showed me how to put my
feet into the stirrups so that ass was spread wide for his pleasure.  He had
even raised the front of the bench and padded it to elevate my mouth so he
could screw my mouth comfortably. 

 I was so proud of what he'd done for me I stretched out on the bench were I
could service him like good bitch.  He was pleased with my enthusiasm and to
show his appreciation he mounted me and screwed me. His rough coveralls raked
over my body scratching and digging into me and I rejoiced from his
attentions.  He always seemed to know how to please and excite me.  When he
was done I would muzzle his crotch and if I were lucky he would let me suck
him off.  Our summer had passed quickly then we were through the fall.  It was
branding time for all the new livestock.  Leading me to the coral with the
other ponies he told me he wanted to brand me like the rest of his stock.
Bowing my head I kneeled turning my ass to the fire submitting my body to him.
Gritting my teeth I told him I wanted to wear his brand on my body.  As he
picked up the glowing iron he gave me a stick to bit down on for the pain and
as the brand burned into my ass my one great joy was knowing now I truly
belonged to him, I was finally his property. 

  Ross seemed content now to stay on the farm now and attend his live stock
and cultivate his farm.  I was pleased and proud that my service pleased and
satisfied his sexual needs. This was my only reason to exist.  Then one cold
fall day we heard a commotion out on the driveway.  It was just a matter of
time before some of his old cronies from town took up the notion to look him
up to see why he'd stopped coming to town.  He was tending my stall when we
heard the car in the driveway and someone honking hooting and hollering.
Leaving me tethered there he told me he would be back at supper time to feed
me he went up to greet his friends.  It sounded like the old Ross was going
out partying for the night. Now hungry for my master's cock and thinking of
him leaving me I lay down in the straw and cried. I must have lay there for
hours when suddenly the barn lights were ablaze. Jumping up I turned to see
this bunch of horny men standing staring at me.  

Stepping into my stall he lead me forward by my collar telling them this beast
was his pride and joy, the best of his livestock. Embarrassed at his praise he
said he would show them how well I performed.  Telling them to strip and I
would give them the fuck of their lives.  Ross moved into my stall and pulling
my padded little bench to the center told me to straddle it and assume the
position. Once I was on it with my feet in the stirrups my ass was then
elevated at just the right height and angle for there comfort. Ross then hung
a pail on the gate of the stall he told the boys to fuck their hearts out but
the stud fee was twenty-five bucks a fuck.  As each of them stepped forward
and satisfied himself Ross would tell them to go to the other end and do it
again.  The old guys were in ecstasy and each of them shot into my mouth they
would pat me on the head telling Ross I was really prime stock asking if I was
for sale. That night I slept secure knowing I'd pleased my owner. 

Now that his buddies had started coming for cards every Friday Ross always
remembered to put that clean bucket out reminding them there stud fees were
still twenty-five dollars a fuck.  Then pulling my bench into the stall I
would straddle it waiting to service my masters guests.  One after noon we
were startled by the sound of a horn.  It was the local sheriff and Ross went
out to meet him. I could see them through the open door standing and talking
for quit a while.  Then they started moving toward the barn.  Then I heard the
sheriff asking if that kid that had been living with him had left any kind of
address when he left the area. Some people in town had wondered what ever
happened to that smart-ass kid that lived with you.  As he stepped through the
door he brought him to my stall telling him he had nothing in the barn but
livestock. As I turned I could see him looking at my hard cock as well as my
beautifully braided hair. Then he noticed the Ross brand on my ass.           

The only thing that came out of his lips was "What the hell is that."
Laughing Ross said that I was a special kind of livestock developed only to
provide men pleasure.  Then the sheriff ask why I had the hard on.  Chuckling
Ross said I was always hard like that it was something in his breeding that
caused it that I was hot to fuck all the time.  Even when I slept I craved
sex, I was something like a nymphomaniac. Turning to the sheriff he told that
if he wanted to try me out he was sure welcome to get the most outstanding
fuck of his live.  Walking toward me I smiled at him and lying down on my
bench drew my self into a ready position making my ass available.  Then I
heard him fumbling with his gun belt and then the sound of clothing being
tossed over the stall railing.  Ross piped up telling him he didn't need to
grease or anything like that because his bitch knew how to expand his ass to
take a cock and close down on it making for a tight running fuck.  Then I felt
this long hard cock sliding up my ass and he was off and running. The more he
fucked the hotter he got and he spent most of that afternoon hooting and
hollering like a kid as he rode my ass. 

When he was finally finished Ross told him to go around for my finishing
touch.  As he moved toward me I opened my mouth taking his moist cum covered
cock into my mouth cleaning him off.  As my lips pulled and sucked on his soft
cock he began to swell getting hard again and he was off again fucking the
shit out of my mouth.  This time he had my ears pumping me full of his meat
cooing in ecstasy as he slid deeper and deeper into me until finally he had my
face pushed into his crotch hair and was again pumping me full of cum.  As he
dressed he told Ross it was a shame that ungrateful Sammy kid left without
leaving an address.  Then admiring my ass he told him he would love for the
boys at the station to try out his new livestock.  Ross piped up for our boys
in uniform its always free. When I heard the sheriff's car drive off I was
content I had found my place in the world. And as Ross said everything on the
farm had to earn its keep.  I was doing well even earning my keep as well as
providing my master's pleasures.