Fat Girl Camp
She spread niceley. Meaty. Fat pussy.
The rancher released his spreading grip so the buyer could get a better look. The 18year old half black half white Backpage hooker hadn't been broken in yet.
Her first nite after being drugged and hauled out to the ranch. Miles and miles from the small suburban apartment for turning low price tricks.
But she had a meaty pussy and clenched up nice on any intrusive finger.
The client nodded with approval.
She was light skin with a nose ring and a bad attitude... But she was tight. The rancher learned that when he stuck his middle finger into her hole.
Recruited, drugged and restrained, the rancher stripped her, hosed her down and dipped her in a bubble bath. The same as with all his "city hogs".
Then the doc inspected her.
Fingers probed and prodded her pussy and asshole. The young hog's ass was where the money is.
She began to come to. Grunted and bucked. They always freak out when they wake up. From a dirty mattress in the city with empty Dr. Peppers and Snicker wrappers to hay and restraints and being spread open by the main ranch hand. They want to know the " whats" of their situation. Then the "why's".. They all did this. But their were no parents looking for her. No one was looking for her.
Once cleaned inspected and gagged they were put on display for the rich bidders who drove out to purchase their next pleasure prize. They all wanted their own human hog to feed and stuff as they pleased. Some wives came to pickup gifts for their husbands or sons who had come of age.
This particular gentleman wasn't deformed so much as twisted and aged in ways that showed through his face. Most buyers were like that. Their imaginations distorted their features. Monsters with big wallets.
He paid up.
Then he excused the ranch hand. Unzipped and mounted his new hog. He was large and coarse making little tears in her big juicy tender cunt.
She squealed when he stuffed it in which is funny because she is not new to fucking strange men. But without getting paid and being tied up, I guess you can't blame the old gal for bucking and squealing. But her pussy flexing with each pump gave the owner his money's worth.
These old hogs can squeeze the nut out of an acorn. The snatch just gripping and sliding and stroking all at the same time. The more she squirmed the better it was for the buyer.
He rode her hard and long .
Her grunts and squeels turned into murmurs.
It went on like this for a while. Until she passed out. Awake they subdued and loaded her intonhis horse trailer. Then wake up unload and unload into his barn.
Sundays was a relief as he dressed and took his wife and children to church. Family picnics after wards a few acres from April's stall.
He would excuse himself from tossing the pigskin with the kids and so he could slam it into his human hog again. Riding and sweating and smacking it into her.
Eventually, lime all toys, she broke. No more squeels nor begging... No more tears. She just stayed silent and took it.
The fun was over.
He packed her up and sold her to the town glory hole. Where she was tied up inside a light house of sorts. Shackled in such a way that men or whoever could stick their dicks or whatever into her holes without worrying about seeing her face.
Twigs, fishing poles, lipstick from drunk women stumbling through.
April died that summer in the light house. A cast iron rod jammed in a little too rough by a bored 12 year old boy. The smell clued the owners in.
Dumped in the scrap yard for the buzzards.
Wasn't long before she had company. A white hog aged 19. Registered then dropped from community college algebra before deciding she wanted the backpage cash. Until she too got picked up, cleaned up rode and tossed.
The End.
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