Date: Fri, 22 Jul 2011 14:53:56 +0100 (BST) From: jo johns <email@example.com> Subject: John's debt repaid - part 9 (the end, or is it). Some time later I was pulled from the cage and my piercings were cleaned and twisted. I don't know who this person was who was cleaning me, but after carefully cleaning the new rings, my arse and mouth, he gave me a drink. Again I felt giddy and light headed and once he had fastened me over the horse, I began to hallucinate. I felt that this had always been my life; I had been born to be a piss pig and toilet and to serve God. Slowly my inner pig was releasing itself. I was pulled out of my dreams by a sharp pain across my arse and then a thick ringed dick entering my now gaping hole. It was God. "Thank you, Sir" I cried as he raped my hole and grunted as his seed shot up my hole. He again fastened me to the bench reached for a bowl of water, a shaving brush, soap and some straight razors. God picked up some clippers and with several very rapid movements stripped the short hair from my head, leaving stubble. He then started work on the hairs down my body, as he rubbed the soap into me started in with the first of the straight razors. Mychest was scraped clean, then under my spread arms and over the stomach. My pubic hair remained whilst he started on my legs, removing hairs even to my toes. God then used the razor on my head, removing every hair before starting on my face, removing the eyebrows, beard and moustache. With smaller scissors he snipped away the eyelashes! My cock was next and this was scrapped clean and all pubic hair, that between my legs and around my ring were shaved clean. I then felt something happening to my cock, which had remained hard through the shaving process, as a plastic tube was inserted into the single eye of my throbbing cockhead, and a sharp pain as the tube entered the complete length of my dick. Now my asshole was being invaded by God's greased fingers. One, two, three, they moved smoothly round, feeling and at the same time massaging my inner asshole. Just as I thought I was about to be fisted, the fingers disappeared and I felt a firm rubber tube entering me. A sudden surge and water was rushing to fill me! I took what seemed like a lot, and then tried to tell him that I couldn't stand any more. But still more came in, till I felt that my insides were stretched beyond possibility. I felt a rubber face mask cover my mouth and saw a thick tube snaking away. I suddenly realized that this must end in my arse. My piss came out more and more, which in turn ended up as piss and shit in my own mouth. This remained in place whilst God was working out of my view. The hood and tube were removed and a head harness with mouth spreader was forced into my mouth and fasted tightly behind my head. My mouth was now fixed open in a permanent hole. Now the arse tube was removed, but before I could release the water, God movedbehind me and pushed a large expanding metal plug into my arse, locking it in place. My cock was grabbed and a metal pod was fixed around the base of my cock and balls, hinged up and secured with a padlock. Inside there was a metal brace that would prevent me getting hard, with no chance of ever coming. My PA was aching, cramped in its metal pod. God then took a pair of clover nipple clamps, attached it to one nipple above the new piercings, ran the chain under the bar of the bench and attached it to the other nipple. The chain just reached under the bar so the tug on my tits was constant painful. God then took leather paddle and began beating my arse as hard as he could, with no mercy or let up. Every time the paddle contacts my ass, i jump slightly causing the nipple clamps to pull hard on my nipples. God now released me and pushed my head into an open top box, fixing my neck by closing a flap. He then closed the lid -- but it did not go dark - there was a hole which was actually a toilet seat!!! He sat on this and I started to clean his dirty arse: his hole opened and a long log of shit started to emerge. Part of it broke off and landed in the middle of my face; another log descended into my forced open mouth, and I unconsciously started to chew. God commanded that i held the shit in my mouth as he released me from the shit caked box. He ordered me to squat over a pail in the corner and remove the plug that had invaded and locked my arse and the liquid rushed out with amazing force, filling the bucket. Although the pressure released the cramping remained. God then ordered me to drink -- to wash down the shit that I had held in my mouth. It was unbearable and as I continue to eat I feel God behind me plunging his thick and ringed dick into my sore, aching, hole. After he exploded in my arse, he leaves his dick there, starting to piss. I'm amazed he has that much piss left after all i drank earlier. It feels like he has pissed at least another quart up my ass. He pulls out and re-inserts the locking plug. He looks at my shit-covered face and laughs and tells me what a worthless toilet i am. He commands me to rub the remaining shit off of my face with my fingers and then lick them clean. Filthy, covered in shit and piss and aching in every bone, I am pushed back into the cage. I woke, alone, in the cage, completely naked. Well almost. On the ends of both of my arms, where my hands should have been, were two smooth black leather balls. In my groggy state I wondered where my hands had gone, and then it dawned on me that my hands were still there, just kept safe in these mitts with no fingers. I drifted in and out of sleep and was starving. I shivered slightly, as God laughed, thrashing the back and arse of a man -- John? -- chained to the ceiling. Upon release, he looked unsteady on his feet, and seemed to sway, as if on sea legs. God held him up for a few moments, letting his hands wander over his hairless body - and I saw new tattoos on John's chest and back, and tattooed across his arse was the phrase POZ WHORE. I was released from the cage and at God's signal dropped to my knees in front of the John. My arms were pulled behind me and put into leather sleeves that were fastened from top to bottom, and the rubber hood pulled from my head. I was told to get to work on the John's cock and balls, teasing his hard on, bringing him to the point of orgasm and then backing off, until God signaled again and the orgasm was completed with cum draining down my throat. God unzipped his cock and took off John's gag, forcing him to swallow it all and suck. As he did so, God leaned over and unzipped the arse of his shorts and pulled out a large butt plug. John's cunt lips puckered out, red and swelling and I could see something start to dribble out. God ordered me to lock my lips around the arse and John to release. A torrent of liquid ran down my throat, so much I could barely take it in. Strong, stale piss mixed with heavy doses of cum and some shit washed around in my mouth and ran down my body. I began lapping it greedily, pushing my tongue into John's arse. I felt a hand grip the back of my head and force it deeper into the beautiful sloppy arse as I licked and slurped everything from it. Meanwhile, God pounded away at John's throat, gripping his head hard for leverage. After a few minutes, God stopped and ordered us both to kneel. Yanking on a chain from the ceiling, he attached it to both of our collar's holding us in place as he went to set up the sling. I dared not look but simply started down at the rubber floor, occasionally stealing glances at John's raging hard pierced cock. It was enormous, easily 9" and thick as hell with the thickest PA I had ever seen. His balls were wrapped in a steel divider, and looked purple and bursting. When has this been done to him? All his ink and metal looked well healed and I began to realize that I had not been here just over a weekend. I was released and led to the sling where I was fastened hand and foot. God then unhooked John, telling him that he deserved a reward for staying in the cage, in chastity shorts and plugged, for 24 hours. John drank from a water bottle, before passing it to me. I gladly drank in the cool liquid, before realizing a moment later that I had been drugged once again, as a tight rubber hood was placed over my head. Without warning, John went straight for my arse and rammed in his thick PA'd cock to the hilt and fucked like mad, fast and viciously. I screamed through the rubber and tried lifting my arse away. But the drugs worked, and I felt the sensations quickly change. I wasn't worried any longer about the pain, just the feeling of sheer rightness about being pounded. The raw cock pistoning in and out of my abused arse was like no other feeling, and I relaxed into it, welcoming the feeling of fullness. Whenever the John seemed to be getting close to cumming, God would have him stop, leaving his cock inside me, waiting for the moment to pass before continuing. The dim red light seemed to swirl around me and at times I could barely see my God and John, just feel their presence. I felt my face being slapped as I slowly came round. "Now is the time for some serious talking. You have been with me for a little over two weeks and I have decided that you have repaid the majority of John's debt to me. What is left, he can repay, and with interest. "You are pleasing me and I have decided that although Jim's debt has been repaid, I am going to keep you as my pig. "You have been raped, hung, drugged, used as a urinal, been pierced and used by my poz biker mates; I had to ensure that you were infected so that I had 100% control over you, just as I have over John. However I believe that I can go much further with you than I can with him since it is clear that you have enjoyed everything that has been done to you and we can now start on the next stage of your journey. "Don't think about escaping or me changing my mind since I have had a group of my employees doing a little research into you and your previous life. I have made arrangements for you to remain here until such time that I wish to dispose of you. Due to your absence from work you have effectively resigned from your job and I have cleared your house and put it on the market -- any proceeds will be invested for you.... With the provision that these are used for your keep, modifications and future use" What could I say? How could I have been here for so long? Whilst scared, this was the stuff of fantasy that I had often wanked off to, what about my family, friends and work colleagues? What would they think? As if reading my mind he continued, "A mail has been sent to your complete address book and family stating that you need time to find yourself. You will be taking a 6 month tour and will get in touch when you can. Unfortunately, you are likely to experience an accident whilst travelling and your family will be informed that you have been killed. "I have also ensured that everything that you ha e endured has been filmed, and I can assure you that you appear a really willing participant in all the acts -- at times even begging for more piercings, torture and even castration. Should you displease me or I ever get tired of you this will be sent to everyone and posted on all available websites. From the moment you entered the club I had arranged, via John, to film everything that you did. "Speak! This may be one of the few times that you will be permitted to". All that I could say was, "Thank You, Sir". What else was there to say? "Note, that from this time forward, you are not only my property to use and abuse as I see fit, but you will service my friends, customers and anyone else that I see fit. I may well decide to further modify your body, and may even grant you your request to be castration, as well as modifying your mind. Time will tell. You can just remain in a state of anticipation ... "When I need a piss or shit, you will be there for me." I could only moan and tried to struggle, but the bonds were very secure and I wasn't going anywhere. I grinned into my hood since I had no desire to leave and knew that this was my destiny. God had already modified parts of my body and my mind was open to any suggestion or order that He gave. And what of John? That's another story that one day I may be able to tell.