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Teenage Fuckpig - 2
by dale10 (maipenraikhap@msn.com)

***

Alan's re-training continues, as I hear about his 
wedding. (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...

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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