Picking and Choosing
Chapter 8
Ralph was just getting ready to knock on the door once more when I
opened up and let him in. As he stepped inside, I took a quick glance back to
where I had left piggy. It was Ralph who clued me in on where she was. "Well
look who's here, and she looks like she's ready for me. Damn this is going to be
good!" I looked over into the corner and there was piggy in the correct position
and pumping her pussy toward me. I was delighted! My little girl was presenting
and doing it just the way I'd taught her. I watched her shaved cunt move back
and forth, enjoying not only the view, but also the fact that she had taken
another step along the right path. Perhaps this wouldn't be as taxing as I
thought.
I gave piggy a nod and motioned for her to stand up. Out of the corner
of my eye I could see Ralph licking his lips and rubbing his hands together,
eager to get at her. Piggy on the other hand kept her eyes down. Her face was
flushed; she knew what was going to happen to her next, but she didn't seem very
happy about it. I decided to make some small talk and give her a chance to calm
down.
"Sorry it took so long to answer the door, but I was kind of busy
loosening up piggy's asshole for you...Bend over piggy and show my friend Ralph
what your asshole looks like." Piggy's face got even redder, but she turned and
did as I ordered, displaying her rather raw looking asshole for us to see. Ralph
snorted and grumbled a little at the condition on my star boarder's anal
paasageway.
"It looks like you've been doing more than just a little loosening. That
butthole looks really stretched. Just how many times have you ass fucked her
today?" I told piggy to answer our visitor. Her face was now approaching
scarlet. She looked flustered; I could almost see her tiny brain struggling to
remember all the times I'd busted her ass in today's session. Finally she heaved
a sigh and replied. "I think it was four times, or maybe five. I've been trying
to do a lot of new things today, plus taking a good whipping a few times too,
so my memory ain't as sharp as it should be." Her answer sort of calmed Ralph
down some. He already knew that I was going to beat the hell out of her today
for a lot of fuckups, so he just let things slide.
I added a few comments covering the fact that she was showing some
progress, but had a long way to go before she was ready for prime time fucking.
I told Ralph that I really appreciated the time he was taking to help me out
with her. That seemed to make everything fine with him. "How do you want her,
leaning over the arm of the sofa or kneeling on the coffee table? Between you
and me the coffee table made her asshole just the right height to really put
some muscle into the ass fucking I gave her."
He grinned at me and said, "How about the bedroom where it's nice and
comfortable?" My answer kind of pissed him off. "She's not allowed in the
bedroom, that's strictly my place to get some sleep. Now if you're willing to
change the sheets and get the ones you and her messed up cleaned, I guess you
two could use the bedroom."
I had to hand it to Ralph, he was pretty clever for an old guy. His
counter offer kind of tickled me. "Suppose she changes the sheets after I get
done ass fucking her until that shitter has turned inside out. Then she can suck
all my cum and her pussy juice out of them and wash them in the tub. If you're
not happy with her work you can either put some fresh welts on that big ass or
let me come over and whale on her for an hour or two. What do you say?"
One thing that wasn't ever going to happen was another person
disciplining my little girl. When it came to corporal punishment, I was her
daddy. "Sorry buddy, nice try, but there's only two places in this apartment
where she gets fucked, out here or in the bathroom. I saw a gleam in Ralph's
eyes when I said "bathroom."
He rubbed his chin and eyeballed the cum dripping out of piggy's
well-fucked asshole and smiled. "So you do her in the bathroom, that sounds kind
of freaky. Maybe I'll give her a tumble in there as well." I gave him a mock bow
and waved towards the bathroom door. "She's all yours, but I want to take
pictures if you do something freaky to her in there." Ralph nodded his head,
looking like the cat that was about to swallow the canary. The look on piggy's
face said that she wasn't too happy about the prospect of being in the bathroom
with Ralph. I shrugged, that was her problem.
For some odd reason Ralph insisted on tying piggy's hands behind her
back. Even though I told him that I'd been doing some very bad things to her
body without needing to restrain her, he was insistent. It was too small a
matter to get into an argument over, so I scrounged up some rope and watched him
tie my meal ticket's hands behind her back, and he did not cut her any slack
either. She made little whimpers as he knotted the ropes as tight as he could. I
began to think that a little bit more had transpired between them then he
bothered to tell me.
He left the door open so I could check out the action. First he made her
kneel down on the cold, hard tile and give him head. He grabbed two big handfuls
of her hair and used his purchase to control her as she sucked noisily. She
obviously wasn't too enthusiastic when it came to giving Ralph head, she just
sucked like a robot until his cock was nice and hard. He dragged her up and told
her to bend over, her head now hanging over the tub. He gave her a good swat to
make her open her legs some.
I watched with more interest when he spread her flabby cheeks apart and
tried to sink his tool into her asshole. It proved to be tough going, piggy was
none too cooperative. He cursed her and yanked on her floppy tits, bringing a
grunt of pain from her. At that point I got into the act. "Ralph, give the cunt
a break, at least put some vaseline up her ass before you try to cornhole her."
He tried to ignore my advice but there was no way he was poking through that
tough muscle guarding her shitter. He gave her a half-hearted slap before
stepping back to look into the medicine cabinet.
He jammed his vaseline coated finger into piggy's butthole and twisted
it around, bringing another grunt of pain from her. Ralph was definitely not a
gentleman when it came to preparing his partner for a trip up the dirt road. I
began to get an inkling of what probably happened the other time he and piggy
went at it. I'd have to query my little porn star-to-be on this matter after
Ralph had taken his leave. After some grunting and shoving he managed to get the
head of his dick into her asshole. Piggy was squirming to beat hell, and she got
a few harsh slaps to calm her down. Finally Ralph got most of his dick into her
shitter, and then began to slam it in and out of her as hard and fast as he
could. I figured he'd be done in less than a minute as this rate, but he
surprised me.
Ralph rammed and jammed her for nearly five minutes straight, and then
took a break, leaning on her back and catching his breath, all the while keeping
his dick buried to the hilt in her asshole. He reached down, grabbed her floppy
tits for leverage and resumed cornholing piggy. She was not very happy with the
prodding her butthole was taking, moving her big body in hopes of finding a more
comfortable position to weather the storm that was taking place in her shit
chute. At last Ralph stiffened, let out a loud sigh and started pumping his cum
deep inside her fucked-out back hole. Both he and piggy were now coated with
sweat from the violent collision they just had. I was most impressed with the
way Ralph handled his role. This old guy was going to work out just fine, unless
he ruined my little money-maker with that caveman approach he took to ass
fucking.
Now came the moment of truth. Ralph slapped piggy on the ass and told
her to kneel down. She hesitated briefly, not a good sign, then obeyed. Ralph
poked his cock into her face and she recoiled. "Clean it off you stupid sow;
that's your shit on it." he snarled as he grabbed her by the hair. Piggy held
her ground and I decided to step into the action. "Do what Ralph says or I'll
take the strap to that cunt until its so swollen you won't be able to piss out
of it" Piggy sniffled and seemed on the verge of breaking into tears. I moved in
on her and she cringed.
Ralph pushed her head towards his crotch and thrust his hips to drive
his cock into her face. Piggy's resistance collapsed and her mouth opened. I
stepped back and watched her suck Ralph's dick until it was glistening with her
saliva. He patted her on the head when she was done and said, "That was pretty
good. We'll have to do this more often." Ralph occasionally said the right
thing; this was one of those times. Piggy responded with a kiss on the head of
his dick. I almost clapped, realizing that my little money-maker had just taken
a giant step to fulfilling my master plan for her future.
After Ralph left, promising to return whenever his services were
required, I talked some more to piggy. I tried to make her understand that
everything I wanted her to do was a part of my plan to make her a star in the
porn business. I explained about ass-to-mouth to her and I could see it dawning
on her. It was something a big time hard-edge porn star had to do in almost
every scene. Normally it wouldn't be as bad as what she had to do tonight, but
she had to be prepared just in case something like this was required. That
seemed to satisfy here for now. I reminded her that she'd be doing it Ralph's
way for some time to come, just so she'd get used to it. "The more you do it,
the easier it becomes. Think about the first time Louie fucked you in the ass,
didn't that hurt a bit?" She nodded. "How about after a few months, wasn't it
better?" Again piggy nodded, this time with a bit more enthusiasm. I could see
that tiny light bulb going off in her dim brain.
The next morning I allowed her to have a light breakfast. She demolished
it in record time and looked up for more; there was no more, just yours truly
ready to nail her asshole with a delayed morning hard-on. It was hard not to let
on that her asshole fit my cock like a glove, but I persisted in the charade,
wondering how long I could keep her guessing. Piggy' eyes lit up when I
announced that we were going over to her apartment and move her stuff. I let her
give Ginny a ring to alert her that we were planning to descend upon her. They
must have yakked for ten minutes before I swatted piggy to let her know that all
that gab was beginning to get on my nerves. She went into submissive mode and
quickly hung up.
It turned out that Ginny had a house guest who was still asleep. She
went on to tell me that once Ginny woke him up, she'd probably be occupied for
the rest of the morning. I shrugged and decided that this was a good opportunity
to introduce piggy to the joys of taking a daily enema. She did not share my
enthusiasm, but a few whacks to her fat rump got her motivated to the point that
she accompanied me into the bathroom and stood there obviously ill at ease as I
prepared what would be the first of dozens and dozens of bags of water, usually
mixed with a surprise or two included just to keep her on her toes, so to speak.
For her inaugural venture into the wonderful world of water, I used cold water
and added a touch of carbolic acid to spice things up. She bent at the waist and
supported her pudgy body with her arms as she leaned over the tub. Her asshole
winked at me and for a moment I was tempted to defer the enema and take another
trip down the old dirt road.
Piggy did not take kindly to her first enema since she was a child, but
I told her that in her new career she'd be doing stuff like this in front of the
cameras, and she might as well get used to the drill. To make things a little
better for her I kneaded her hanging tits and milked her nipples, making sure
that she was holding onto the well greased nozzle that I'd slipped past her
tight sphincter after loosening her up with a couple of good spanks to her
flabby ass. Once her nipples got stiff, I moved my attentions to her cunt, which
was beginning to ooze, a very good sign that she wasn't obsessing about being
filled to the brim with cold water.
When she started hopping from one foot to the other and making little
whimpering sounds, I figured the carbolic acid was beginning to make its
presence felt. I let her sweat for a minute or so before announcing that she
could straighten up and do her business. Ever the gentleman I stepped out of the
bathroom and let her dump the enema in peace. In future times she would not be
given the luxury of privacy and there would be more than just my eyes checking
her out as she voidedd whatever little concoction that I'd given her.
While we waited for Ginny to give us the all clear to visit, piggy got a
few more lessons in the fine art of cock sucking, compliments of my large porn
collection and my stiff dick that proved a real challenge to her attempts at
imitating some of the better pro cock suckers working in porn today. Toward the
end of this mini-class I let her view some of the rougher versions and she did
not identify at all with the bimbos who gagged on huge dicks that were used as
weapons to choke them, and bring tears to their eyes. There is nothing that can
match the look on a girl who is being face-fucked, her mascara running down her
cheeks, and snot bubbling from her nostrils. I grinned down at my little
money-maker to be as she tried to take an extra inch down her gullet without too
much success.
Poor piggy had to watch as I had an early lunch. To keep her mind off of
food I made her do squats, telling her that this was just the beginning of her
exercise program. I didn't bother to tell her that I planned on purchasing a big
dildo with a suction cup on its base to be her exercise partner for parts of her
fitness regimen. I also didn't let her in on the deal I was going to work with a
guy I knew who managed one of these yuppie workout places, which was nothing
more than a meat market for those into abusing their bodies with exercise.
Piggy didn't know it but she was going to be the place's in-house
entertainment center for those guys still unable to score in this environment.
The way I'd explain it to her was that she was bartering services for the right
to work out in a high class gym with all the best equipment. This would be
another test of her loyalty to me and my program that would make her wealthy and
the favorite wet dream of almost every man in the country who was an anal porn
addict. That was my version of reality, even though on occasion I have been
known to make mistakes.
Finally we were allowed into the apartment that Piggy shared with Ginny.
I was very curious to see what Ginny looked like, would she be another porker,
older, younger, as plain? Those were some of the questions I had. I did know
that she and piggy worked at the same company, in its main warehouse where they
did inventory control and the like. I was already planning to cultivate Ginny to
be my eyes and ears while they were at work. The last thing I needed was piggy
stuffing her face with the wrong kind of food.
Ginny was a few years older than my porn star to-be, maybe close to
thirty, but well preserved. She was on the skinny side, with small but perky
tits, nice legs and a surprisingly good ass. She gave me a knowing grin when she
realized I was checking out her ass. I winked back at her, which turned out to
be the right move. She had short blonde hair, brown eyes and a good complexion;
in the right clothes she could hold her own with most women her age when it came
to attracting men. I already knew from piggy that she was definitely no shrinkig
violet with regards to doing the down and dirty.
We made some small talk while piggy rummaged through the place getting
her stuff together. I went out of my way to let Ginny know that around my
apartment the uniform of the day for her roommate was a big smile and a shaved
pussy. I also let her in on my plans for whittling about twenty or so pounds off
piggy's pudgy frame. She thought that was funny, since she had seen piggy try
numerous times to lose some weight, but never lasted more than a week at it.
That's when I suggested that she keep an eye on her little buddy at work and let
me know if piggy was somehow adding some extra food to the stuff I would give
her to take to work.
"What's in it for me?" she asked with a twinkle in her eye. I tried to
con her with the story that she would be helping her friend to stay on the
straight and narrow. She did not buy into that. "Well, what do you think is
reasonable?" I finally asked. Her answer kind of set me back on my heels. She
wanted to be involved with helping me "rehabilitate" her roomie. We were now
getting into dangerous waters, and I decided to be very careful about going any
further until she gave me some idea of what she meant by being "involved".
She took a deep breath and gave me her ideas where she would fit, and
why. I was most impressed by her logic; she had obviously been thinking about
this for quite some time. I kept my mouth shut and just listened to what she
laid out for my consideration. "As you probably know, Peggy and I have a thing
going in our spare time when we're not trolling for cock. I want the opportunity
of keeping that connection working. I don't care much where it happens, your
place or mine, but I want it to happen when it makes sense for both of us."
"Peggy needs a woman's touch when it comes to a lot of things. I know
about the gigs and that's a good idea, but I'm sure I'll be able to come up with
some new penalties that will keep her in line and at the same time leave very
little evidence behind. Who wants a porn star who's got those tell-tale marks
from a good whipping or worse? You don't realize just how stubborn Peggy can be
at times. I know that for a fact since more than once I've lost my temper and
beaten the hell out of her. One time it was so bad that she had to stay home
from work for three days and then for a couple of weeks she couldn't wear
anything that showed most of her arms or legs. I had tied her down to the bed
and whipped her from neck to ankles with a heavy electrical cord because she
fucked up our vacuum cleaner. You should have seen the marks on her tits and
cunt; I was amazed she could piss after what that hot, dripping cunt took from
me."
"Finally I think I might like to see what you can do in bed. Who knows,
maybe we could become more than just partners in Peggy's rehabilitation, or
perhaps it might turn into a threesome, wouldn't that be a trip?" That last
suggestion closed the deal as far as I was concerned. If I was smart,I could use
that as another way of keeping piggy under my thumb. Things might get a little
dicey, but the return was worth the risk as far as I was concerned. I gave Ginny
a big smile, nodded my head and replied, "You're hired as a charter member of
the piggy team. I'll let you know when I can arrange for you to meet Ralph, the
other member." Giny grinned back at me and said, "This is going to be a blast
for me. I hear Ralph is a mean bastard, any truth to that?" It was my turn to
smile and nod my head emphatically.
Something Ginny had said really got my attention. She had mentioned that
after giving piggy that terrible beating while she was tied up, my little girl's
cunt was dripping. That meant possibly that my little money-maker might also be
into big-time pain, sort of a masochist. Wouldn't that be a trip? I'd have to
spend some time figuring out a way to check out my theory.
(To be continued)
