Becky’s Farm Ordeal: Part 2

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by Becky (edited)

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*****

Part 2…

In the quietness I slowly opened my eyes and started to wake up. I forgot where I am or what had happened, and when I tried to move I felt my insides scream in pain. It all came painfully back to me. I shuddered with pain as I found myself still tied to the ‘horse thing’. I thought I was going to die after the pony shoved its big cock inside me.

I couldn’t believe I had survived it, but it seemed I had. I don’t know how I didn’t die while it fucked me. Wow, it fucked me, I thought. I hardly ever swore, but I guess there’s no doubt what it had done to me. Just as if I had been a mare being bred on any farm. I’ve had sex with my boyfriend in college, and enjoyed it. However, nothing could come close to imagining what had been done to me so far by these men and animals. I still didn’t really know why, only because something my stupid Dad did, and now I’m paying for it.

My mouth felt so dry and I still had that ball gag shoved in there so I could only breathe through my nose. After having Ben’s cock shoved down my throat over and over it felt sore as well. I heard a door close and couldn’t tell where it came from as I still felt out of it, and suddenly I felt someone touch my pussy. My body jerked in reaction as I let out a squeal.

“I’m glad to see that there was no real damage done, my dear,” Doc Brown said in his creepy soft voice. I felt his fingers moving around my labia, then spreading me open a bit before plunging inside me.

Oh please, no, I thought, not again. I started to cry with the pain and shame I felt while Doc Brown fingered me.

“Don’t worry, Becky, I’m just checking to make sure everything’s good down here. I want you to be OK for your next err… boyfriends.” He continued to probe my pussy roughly making me squirm. “You seem to have handled everything well for such a petite young woman, and I’m sure you’ll be able to handle the rest of them as well.”

I tried yelling at him, however, it just came out as gibberish due to the ball-gag. Rest of them, I thought wildly. What does he mean?

Doc brown seemed completely oblivious to my pain and suffering, and suddenly his face lit up as if he had some kind of revelation. “Oh… I’m so sorry, my dear. Did you want to say something? That must be so uncomfortable in your mouth, would you like me to take it out?”

I looked at him and slowly nodded my head. He reached behind my head, undoing the strap and pulled it out of my mouth. My jaw ached as I closed my mouth for the first time in hours. I felt my mouth fill with saliva banishing the awful dryness.

“Just relax, Becky, your whole body has been through quite an ordeal since yesterday, so it’s going to take a while for parts of it to go back to normal,” he said almost cheerfully, as if he were delivering some medical information to a patient. Then he reached out and started to massage my chin and cheeks with his fingers. “Would you like something to drink?”

I still couldn’t move my jaw properly yet so again, I nodded my head. He walked away then came back with a bottle of water, then tipped it up to my lips. Some of it spilled out, but what I swallowed, felt so good and I just sort of grunted while I tried to get more in me.

“Have you noticed the sweetness in the water you have been drinking since you got here, Becky?” Doc Brown asked. I nodded my head. He smiled his big yellow-stained teeth at me. “I ‘ve been putting a muscle relaxant and a little bit of something called ‘Ecstasy’ in what you’ve been drinking since you got here. Especially in the sports drink you seemed to like so much.”

I stopped drinking, turning my head and closing my mouth tightly. He tried to get me to take more, but I wouldn’t.

He sighed, annoyed at my weak defiance. “Without this drink, young lady, I think you would’ve been hurt badly by what happened in here last night,” he said, while reaching down and rubbing my ass. “We still can’t believe you took all of that pony cock inside you.”

I looked at him with narrowed eyes, trying to convey my contempt for him through every pore in my body. I asked, “Why… Why me?”

He nodded with a smirk. “Becky, your Dad made some bad decisions, it seems. Not only while playing cards, but business decisions as well. He crossed the wrong people once too often. They decided killing him wouldn’t get their money back, so they offered him an alternative way to repay them.”
My eyes bulged out of my head. “Me…” I whispered hoarsely. How could Dad betray me like this, I wondered bitterly?
“It was either going to be you or Shelly. I know the others wanted your sister for obvious reasons.” He noticed the horror on my face, but obviously thought it was confusion, saying, “Err… They can make more money from the young ones. You know…”

Shelly is my thirteen-year-old sister. The idea of her experiencing what I did last night sent shivers through my body. I felt sick, and my head spun. I love my sister and there’s no way she could have gone through what I did. It would destroy her. I guess for her sake, I’m glad it was me instead. However, that’s small comfort knowing my own father agreed to this. Allowed it to happen because of his own weakness. My love for him ripped out of me by a pony’s cock, never to be returned.

Doc Brown continued to ramble on like a friendly country doctor talking about the weather. “When they first contacted me about this I watched you and Shelly for a few days. Just to see what you both looked like. To tell you the truth, I’m kind of glad they agreed for it to be you. It does trouble me so when they bring…” the words cut off and he looked away with a frown.

I looked at this man and wondered how he had been corrupted like this. How can a doctor do something so against his ethics, and the Hippocratic Oath? Yet here he is aiding and abetting this animal sex ring filming young women and minors being raped. My feeling of contempt for him only grew as he demonstrated his own moral weakness.

He suddenly chuckled to himself. Turning back to me, he said, “But knowing your father, I’m sure Shelley will be our guest sooner rather than later.”

“You creep!” I spat at him.

He shrugged, as if acknowledging the truth of my accusation. Then he walked off and started chuckling again. “Be seeing you soon, Becky. Oh, by the way, I hope you like bacon,” he said, and laughed.

I heard him laughing as the door closed and left alone again. Bacon, what a stupid question, I thought. Everyone likes bacon. I drifted off to sleep again.

*****

I opened my eyes and looked around. Still strapped down, but at least I’m not as sore as I had been earlier. From where I could see to my left some kind of lab like in school with jars and stuff on it. When I turned my head to the right, I saw a large door. This must have been where the pony was brought in. I could hear voices on the other side of it and they were laughing. They seemed to be having a good time with whatever they were doing.

The door eventually opened and in stepped John and Ben, both just wearing shorts and a t-shirt. “Hey… There’s our girl. Wide awake and ready for another day, eh Ben?” John said, slapping Ben on the back.

They walked over to me and just stared at me still strapped to the horse thing. “Hey, Becky, you really were a star last night, you know,” Ben said.

Then he reached over then started playing with one of my boobs. I could feel something between my legs again and knew it was John playing with me there.

“I still can’t believe she took that whole pony cock in her pretty cunt” John said, and started to stick his fingers inside me.

Then he pushed more inside me and it really started to hurt. “Please stop, you’re hurting me! Please?” I begged, but he ignored me and kept pushing fingers inside me.

“Gentlemen…” Doc Brown’s voice rang out across the room. “There’ll be plenty of time for you to get reacquainted with Becky later. We have a schedule to maintain if you want this project finished on time,” he said as he walked in and ran his hand across my ass, squeezing it as he spoke.

“Is everything ready?” John asked Doc.

“As you asked. I even have the tubing set up,” Doc replied.

“Great! What are we waiting for then?” Ben said.

“Becky,” Doc Brown began, “just so you don’t hurt yourself, you’re going to feel a little prick, then you’re going to sleep for a while until we’re ready. No sense in you jumping around while we get set up eh?”

I felt a sting in my butt cheek and not long after I was out.

*****

I could hear someone calling my name. “Becky… Becky… Wake up! It’s time for school.”

Then I heard laughter and finally I opened my eyes. Once again, I couldn’t move and found myself strapped inside a metal box with my knees stretched wide apart and my arms strapped to the legs by my side. Again, I felt something against my back while I knelt there, almost like a roof or something. Inside my mouth was a tube that almost went down my throat.

Doc Brown was leaning over me so I could see his face. “Well, my dear, I hope you’re ready for your next lover to appear. You’ll find this one is not as big down there as your other two were,” Doc said sweetly. He stood, and shouted, “Bring in the next lucky fellow for Becky. It’s time.”

I saw John walk by me, and then I saw ‘IT’. The biggest pig I ever saw in my life. I started shaking my head back and forth, I couldn’t believe they were going to make me do this again.

“Becky, meet Brutus,” John said with a big smile.

“Becky, my dear, I’m sure you’re not aware of how Boars fuck so I think I will explain it so you know what to expect,” the Doc said. “Their penises aren’t as thick as your other two boyfriends so far, but they are slightly longer. Boars corkscrew inside you really deep, but hey, let’s just see what he does and then go from there shall we?”

I gave him my best ‘you’ve got to be kidding me’ look I could. His creepy bedside manner just made him more evil than anyone I had ever known. I wanted to scream at him. No, at this point I wanted to kill him. The other two men were brutes, with the mentality of brutes. Doc Brown is supposed to know better, he is supposed to protect. Somehow this man’s morals had become so twisted that while he acted as though John and Ben were in charge, I suspected he was the man in charge here.

“Okay, guys, walk Brutus up the ramp,” Doc Brown said.

My legs were under some kind of platform, but its weight still pushed it down on my legs. Then I felt the pig climbing above me and I felt something itchy on my bare butt.

“Oh, Becky, I almost forgot. The tube in your mouth is so you don’t de-hydrate while Brutus is loving you. Boars do go at it a long time. So to make sure, we’ll turn it on every few minutes for you.”

Doc brown walked off and everything seemed quiet for a minute except for Brutus fidgeting on top of me and grunting. Suddenly I heard Doc Brown’s voice through some kind of PA system say, “Cameras and sound are recorded. OK… John… ACTION!”

I felt something rubbing between my legs and something go inside me. It twisted and turned unlike anything I had felt before. It didn’t feel like any other cock that had fucked me. It started twisting deeper, and push into me hard. The pain hit me and I opened my eyes wide, grunting not unlike the pig.

The PA system voice of Doc Brown returned with his condescending bedside talk again. “Becky, what he’s doing is pushing through your cervix right into your womb.” I wanted to tell him to fuck off. “Hit the tap, John,” Doc Brown ordered and something thick and disgusting poured inside my mouth. It tasted worse than Ben’s cum (and that’s saying something), and my stomach started rolling.

“This is how boars make little piggies,” Ben said and laughed. “That’s what Brutus thinks he’s doing right now, Becky.”

It kept going in further and further, twisting inside me for what seemed forever. The taste in my mouth made it worse. “Becky, did ya figure out what you’re drinking yet?” John asked, then turned something and more of it poured into my mouth.

Doc Browns amplified voice said, “Just so you know, your special drink is a soothing combination of human, dog, goat, pig, and horse semen. I thought it would give you a protein boost to carry on.”

John and Ben laughed when they saw the horror on my face. Ben looked at John with a leer, and said, “Now that’s what I call a real ‘Cocktail’. Get it? COCKtail.”

John rolled his eyes and laughed. “You always crack that same joke. When ya gonna get some new material, eh?”

Ben shrugged. “The oldies are always the best.”

Oh please Lord, make it stop, I begged in my mind. MAKE IT STOP! I felt more cocktail pour inside my mouth and down my throat. My stomach churned and I soon was on the edge of vomiting. This went on for what seemed like an age. Brutus is fucking me, while the cocktail was force fed to me. My gut started to bloat, they had made me drink so much cocktail. Eventually I felt something else inside me. I could feel Brutus squirting and squirting in me, over and over.

“Holy shit!” I heard John say. “Look at her stomach, it’s fucking huge.”

Between what I was forced to drink and what got shot inside of my womb, my gut got bigger and bigger. Looking at it, I looked like I were pregnant or I had swallowed a beach ball whole. The realisation that this bloating is all due to cum made me feel so much shame and humiliation. I cried.

The Doctor knelt and felt my stomach. “It’s really warm with all that sperm he’s pumping into her, but there’s still lots of room left I think. Becky, what I forgot to tell you was the Boar is going to shoot stuff that feels like wax inside your cervix to hold the sperm in. Then it hardens so it’ll be in there for a while. Just so you know what is happening.”

I gave him my best ‘I wish you were dead’ look I could muster. Then I felt another blast of cum cocktail in my mouth, but it didn’t stop like before it just kept coming. Then I heard Ben yelling at John, “Turn off the tap, you fucking idiot. She’s gonna drown!”

It seems John was watching my stomach get bigger and forgot to turn it off. Thankfully, the foul tasting cocktail stopped and I gasped for air.

Finally Brutus seemed to stop twisting inside me and started grunting and trying to move back as though it were saying he’s done here. “Looks like the mating is over, Doc,” John said and he and Ben grabbed the leash and pulled the boar the rest of the way out of me.

“Put Brutus away and then come back here and get Becky out from under there. I want to take some film and pictures of how big she is,” Doc Brown ordered.

*****

They came back and started to undo the straps, removed the hose, then lifted the table off me, then grabbing under my arms, stood me up in front of the Doc. My body ached all over, but I can’t tell you the relief I felt being released for the first time in ages. Feeling the blood move around my body freely, reinvigorating cramping muscles everywhere.

“Holy fuck,” Ben said. “She looks eight months pregnant, Doc. How much did he cum in her?”

The Doc rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “With what she drank, let’s say close to a gallon if not more. Get her a blanket before she goes into shock. When she starts coming out of this stupor, she’ll probably start vomiting too.”

John guffawed. “Oh gross… A cum vomit!”

“Let’s hang her up and see how far her belly hangs down shall we? Don’t bother trying to lift her, just put those straps around her wrists and use the hoist, Ben,” Doc ordered.

Ben lifted me until my toes were hardly touching the ground, then the Doctor started taking pictures while John walked around with the camera filming me. I could feel something running down my legs, but most of it stayed inside me. Eventually they let me down and laid me on my side on a bench. After a few minutes I threw up all over myself and the bench. It shot out like a rocket, but for the most part my belly still stayed huge.

“Are we through now?” Ben asked.

“Yes, for now,” Doc Brown said, patting my head affectionately.

Ben took a hose and with some warm water sprayed me down, then covered me with a couple of blankets.
“How long will she stay bloated up like this, Doc? John asked.

“Most of it will be absorbed into her soon enough, then some of it will leak out when the plug melts,” Doc answered matter of fact. “Anyway, the real fun starts for Becky here tomorrow when she visits the kennel for the afternoon. Nine dogs, then Caesar for the finale. She’s never gonna walk properly again after all that cock.”

“The Dog’s is my favourite scene,” John said enthusiastically.

“Did you get the breeding bench over there yet?” The Doc asked.

“Yes, sir. All set up and ready to go, cameras too,” John replied.

“Okay then, let’s leave her here for the night. She seems okay now, just lock that strap on her leg and she’ll be okay until tomorrow.”

That’s all I remember as I passed out after this. Doc Browns voice echoing in my head, Nine dogs, then Caesar for the finale!

 

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