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I would remember June 23, 2000 now as more than my birthday. It was my day of liberation. ‘I’ Jeffery Lancer was free at last. That was the new name I’d chosen when I decided to start out on my new life. I wanted to leave all the memories of my past or anyone that knew me behind. All I was leaving was nineteen years of abuse with foster parents and being shuttled from home to home. I had no lost love for any of my foster parent and none of them had any love for me. The only thing any of them ever cared about was that monthly check they were getting for my room and board. Now all that was over. When the state agency made the last payment for my care Jerry my foster dad told me from now on I was now on my own. I was of age now and they wouldn’t be getting any more money for my care so they wanted me out of their house. It was no big thing so I bought myself one of those big duffel bags from the army surplus and told my latest foster parents I was moving out. His Graduation present to me from high school had been an ultimatum about getting my ass out of his house just suited me fine. His wife Martha was a little nicer about the whole thing. She told me they would be getting a new foster child to care for and they would need my room now. She’d even gotten up early and had washed and ironed the few clothes I had so everything I packed was nice and clean. Stuffing my stuff in the duffel I wanted to be out on the road early that morning. Jerry had gotten up early to make sure I didn’t take anything that belonged to them. Martha on the other hand was in the kitchen fixing me a big breakfast. Taking my duffel down to the kitchen I settled down to eat with her. When I’d finished eating breakfast she brought a brown paper sack telling me I might get hungry before I got a good ride. Taking up my bag I kissed her good by. Martha had been the only reason I’d stayed in there home so long. Standing with her on the porch Martha asked where I was going. I told her I was planning on hitching down to Florida and getting a job in construction or if I found anything along the way I would take that. I told her that really I had no real set plans and since my education wasn’t that great I was hoping to find work in construction or some place where I could learn a trade. Then blushing as I said it, I told her I was built like a bull and I knew how to do a good days work for a good days pay. Turning then and waiving good by I shouldered my duffel and left. Catching the bus I took it to the edge of town. From there it was just short walk to the highway were I was going to start my hitching. I only stood there for about ten minutes and got my first ride out of Michigan with a trucker. I just hoped my luck stayed this good. Looking at him I thought he sure didn’t look like what the world pictured a trucker should look like. He was clean shaven but on the scrawny side. When he smiled his mouth was full of tobacco stained teeth, he was repulsive. I was at least glad he had a radio in the cab of the truck. We had gotten all the way through Indiana before he began talking about sex and the last time he really had a good fuck. Every now and then the trucker would lean out the window and spit tobacco juice. Looking at him I though the only thing he was fit to fuck was an animal. Then saying he was really hot he started getting funny with me putting his hand on my leg. Then grabbing my hand and pulling my hand over to feel his hard cock told me he wanted me to blow him. When my hand touched that hard cock of his I pulled back in revulsion. It wasn’t that I’d never sucked a cock before, being in so many foster homes I had been beaten and fucked may times but at least those guys were clean. I didn’t even want to touch this guy, he made my skin craw. Pulling my hand back into my lap I threatened to beat the shit out of him if he didn’t let me out of the truck. Glaring at me he said he was going to remember me and would get even if take the rest of his life. All I said was hell would freeze over before he got his cock up my ass. The big rig ground to a stop and I climbed out with him still swearing at me. The one thing I knew for sure was I wasn’t going to be any guys whore. I had a hell of a time trying to hitch a ride out of Indiana. When it started to rain I ended up sleeping in a deserted barn somewhere around Logansport. Remembering the lunch Martha had packed I dug into my duffel pulling out the sack and to my surprise she had made a dozen cheese and peanut butter sandwiches and wrapped them in aluminum foil and put in a couple cans of coke. Good girl I thought she made something that would keep for a couple days. I had a couple of the sandwiches and a can of warm soda. Not great, but it was better than being hungry. Sleeping in that barn had been a bummer. I was up at dawn and out on the road trying to get a ride. I only wished I’d had a place to clean up. Brushing myself off and combing my hair I tried to look as respectable as possible as best I could. In about a half hour a big double rig pulled to a stop. As the big door swung open and I started to crawl in. This big brute leaned toward me and with this leer on his face said, “no fuck no ride baby”. Damn I though was this going to be the only way I could get a ride out of this fucken state. Shrugging my shoulders and looking at the guy I though at least he was clean. Pulling myself into the seat and looking him over I ask him if he would settle for a blowjob. Grunting he put the truck in gear and we pulled back on the highway. Grunting he told me his name was Boris and asked what they call me. I told him my name was Willard Jason, I figured if he was one of those bastards that talked a lot I didn’t want him knowing my real name. When he got the rig up to speed he began fumbling with his zipper. Opening up his jeans he pulled out this big uncut cock. When I just sat there watching he reached over grabbing me by my shoulder pulling my face into his lap. Then pushing his cock into my face he told me it was time to start paying for my ride. Opening my mouth I went down on him. Once I had that cock of his in my mouth I thought he tasted kind of good. His cock was a lot bigger than that ones I’d sucked on some of my foster dads I’d lived with but I damn well knew the drill. As I worked his cock with my throat muscles I reached over with my other hand and taking his balls in my hand. Gently massaging them I could tell he liked what I was doing. I was even beginning to like sucking this bruiser off. I was going at him at a pretty good clip when suddenly he pushed my face down and began pumping me full of cum. He surprised the hell out of me at how fast he got it off but I managed to take it all. Letting me up then all he said was, “Your damn good kid you should charge for it.” That one blowjob seemed to satisfy him and we really made good time. We had made it down to the outskirts of Indianapolis in record time. I was sorry when he had to turn off and I had to get out. That big bruiser had been easy to satisfy. We had seen this other truck behind us for the last thirty miles. The two trucks seemed to be playing some kind of game playing bumper tag as they passed one another again and again. Each time they would smile and size each other up. My trucker told me all the other guy was interested in was seeing who I had with me. After a few miles the trucker seemed to lose interested and dropped behind. Soon he was out of our sight. Now standing on the side after I was being passed by dozens of cars but looking down the road I could see a big rig approaching. I knew if I was going to get a ride it would be from some salesman or a trucker. Then at the truck approached I recognized that had been truck that had been playing tag with us. As he got closer I stuck my thumb out. Blinking his lights to signal he saw me he started grinding to a stop. While the truck was still rolling to a stop I pick up my bag and ran for the cab. As I was crawling up into the cab leaned forward asking me where I was headed. When I told him Florida he told me he could take me as far as Gatlinburg in the Smokes. Looking up at him and breaking out in a big smile I asked if I could ride along that far with him then. Climbing in I shoved my duffel in back of the seat and started getting comfortable. Chuckling, he looked over at me saying “you ride with me kid and I get to fuck your ass, fair enough?” Before I could answer he let out an oath and swerved to get over on to the Indianapolis bypass. “Damn” he said “I almost missed our turnoff”. As he was guiding the big rig into the truckers lane then he asked again, “What about it kid do I get my piece of ass or do you get out?” Sitting there watching the sun setting I figured it was either spending the rest of the night on the road trying to hitch a ride or putting out. I had to admit I liked the idea of riding most of the way to Florida with him in comfort and I guess I had to pay the price. Reaching over and giving his cock a squeeze I told him I was his boy. We rode along for a while then he asked why I was going south. The guy seemed interested in me and as long as I could keep him talking and asking questions I knew he would keep his hands off of me. I began telling him how I’d been moved from foster home to foster home and now I was on my own. Looking over to me he asked, “you mean you got nobody in this world kid, not even an uncle or something?” Then he said that was a shame, everyone should belong to somebody. We rode along then in silence then until he asked if I was hungry. He told me that he usually stopped for supper just outside of a little berg called Seymour. They had a truck stop were the food was hot, good and cheap. Then he said I’d be able to clean up a bit before eating. Well I thought at least I was traveling in style now. He began fidgeting saying I had time to work off some of the mileage before we got there. Pulling his cock out of his pants he said he wanted some head. I figured it was now the time to pay the piper. Leaning over and pulling on his jeans I told him to lift his ass and I pushed them down around his ankles. Laying across the seat and taking his cock into my mouth it had been a while since I’d had an uncut cock. I was getting a big kick out of playing with his foreskin with my tongue. When I stuck my tongue inside his hood playing with his cock’s-head he almost went crazy and put us into a ditch. I knew than that his guy was going to be an easy suck. When I finally did get him off he was almost in tears. While he was pulling his pants up he asked me if someone expecting me for a job or something in Florida. Laughing I told him I was a nobody from nowhere and I could do anything I wanted. Then I told him how I’d made up the name my name Jeffery Lancer thinking that when I got to Florida I would get a new social security card and drivers license to make it really my name. Until then I said I was a nobody, I didn’t exist. Laughing at me he said someone could carry me off and no one would ever know. He began slowing the truck just outside of this dingy little dinner. The place looked gross but there was over a dozen trucks crammed into the tiny parking lot. Damn I thought the food must be terrific to get this many truckers stopping. Parking my trucker leaned over telling me I could call him Dave. Then climbing down out of the cab I followed Dave into the dinner. As he entered he went directly to the counter asking the guy if we could clean up before we ate. This big greasy Italian that had been doing the cooking pointed to a door in back of the dinner. Going through the door we were in this tiny little employees wash room. It was close but we both managed to wash up and take a dump. Dave left me telling me there was disposable razors and soap if I wanted to shave. If felt good to get the stubble off my face and when was finished I went out to join him. Looking up he said I looked real nice. As I pulled into the booth across from him the gal was just putting our food on the table. Dave had ordered for us both and she was spreading out one of those big dinners that you only hear people talking about. As they cleared the dished he ordered me a piece of pie telling me to enjoy it he had to make a call. Saying he would be back before I finished with my desert he had to see a man about selling him something. Coming back to the table he told me he was all set and we could go. I was real glad Dave paid for my meal, he was turning into a real good Joe. Climbing into the truck and reaching down he gave me a hand pulling me up into the cab. I had to laugh, because as he pulled me in and I crawled over him he did a damn good job feeling up my ass. across him he did a damn good job of feeling my ass. Saying nothing he pulled out on the road again and we drove until dark. Moving along through the dark on this little narrow road he told me there was a truckers rest stop down the road and he wanted to stop for the night. . Chuckling he suggest I craw in back and we could have a little fun and get a few winks. Pulling a flask out from between the seat he handed it to me telling me to take a couple good swigs and I would really have a good time. The stuff was smooth and sweet and soon I began to feel this burning sensation in my gut. He was there beside me now and he had stripped naked before he’d crawled into the back. Looking at that big hairy bear I began getting hotter than hell. All I could think about was him fucking me. As he peeled my jeans off of me he was muttering that damn stuff works every time. Get a gay kid happy and they always wanna get screwed. He was up on my ass and pumping like a bitch in heat and I kept begging for more. Taking his cum I wanted more. When he pulled his cock out of me I was on him like an animal licking and sucking his body on the way down to his ass. Now I was hotter than hell and spreading his cheeks I began rimming him. Finally jamming my tongue into his ass I began fucking him with my tongue. He began groaning and cooing in delight and I had him all fired up again. Pushing the bottle over to me again I gulped down more of that liqueur and we began all over again. We went at it alike animals in heat until finally we were both exhausted . Telling me I was a real sweet kid he pushed the bottle over to me telling me to finish it. I was three sheets to the wind. Tipping the bottle at his encouragement I kept drinking until the bottle was empty. Laying there then next to him I drifted off in a drunken sleep as he held me to close to his body like a lost lover. I was slow to wake and my head was pounding and my arms and my ass hurt like hell. I realized then I was in a setting position and I was naked except for all the rope that was tied around me everywhere. I could see now was now tied up in the back of his truck. I barley remembered when I flipping out and giving myself to that ugly baboon. It made me sick when I remembered eating that smelly ass of his out but after that everything was a blank. Straining to look down to see my cock hurt I saw my cock and balls were sticking out wrapped in rope. We weren’t moving so I knew he was parked somewhere. Then the big door at the back of the truck went rolling up and when my eyes became accustomed to the bright light I could see my trucker standing there with a black man. Pointing to me an arguing I realized he was selling him something. As they talked I realized he was selling me to the guy as a slave. Getting red in the face the trucker climbed in and pulling on my cock saying I was one prime piece of meat and I couldn’t be more than nineteen years old. He went on to telling him was a great fuck and he should know he had his cock up my ass all night. The guy crawled in and looked me over like he was inspecting some kind of animal. He then offered the trucker another fifty dollars more for me. Nodding Dave told him it was a deal, that I now was his. The guy asked if I had any clothes or stuff with me and the trucker told him the sale was as is. The two of them picked me up and carried me into the barn. Dumping me down on a cot in what looked like a stall Dave turned and left. The next thing I heard was his rig starting up and moving away. I knew then I was in deep shit. As the older man got closer to me I could see he was walking with a limp. Pulling my face up by my hair he told me I wasn’t to bad a looking white bitch. Giving him a dirty look I told him I wasn’t any fucking bitch. Reaching down and forcing my mouth open he checked my teeth out. He said he guessed I must be around twenty to twenty one. Untying my feet, he told me he would make me real comfortable here that this was my stall now. Looking around what saw was a small raised platform that had a mattress on it the center of the room. To the back of the stall there was a toilet and a vanity type sink. The walls were unfinished lumber and there was a cement floor. He told me this was going to be my new home. Turning I tried to kick him but he just jumped out of the way and grabbing me by the balls pulled me close to him telling me I was his property now then pushed me down on my ass. Rearing back with his boot he started kicking the shit out of me. When his boot hit my balls I lay there in agony. Standing over me then he told me he didn’t take any guff from his bitches. With that said he walked over to one of the beams in the front of the stall and taking what looked like a silver collar attached to a chain off a hook came back to me. Holding the collar he opened it and snapped it around my neck. Then fastening it with some kind of Allen wrench then he pulled me up to my feet. Looking me over again told me my ass was going to make him a lot of money saying I was young and I had a lot of miles in me. With that he told me as a fresh piece of meat I was going to have a busy night of it. He told me all of his regulars would want to get their cock up my ass. Trailing behind him out of the stall until my chain stopped me I watached as he left through the main barn door. Now this was my first chance to get a good look around. As I counted I knew there were eleven other stalls besides mine. Standing and looking out of all the stalls were other naked men. They were all wearing the same type collar with a chain stretched out behind them restraining them. Calling out to the kid in the stall across from me I asked him what the hell was going on here. Calling back he told me the Farmer was running a call boy service for truckers and traveling salesmen. I was his newest bitch to offer to them. Giggling he said all the guys always wanted to fuck the new boys and that I was going to have a real good time tonight. Suddenly he was silent. Then I saw the man that had bought me coming back. This time he was pulling a wagon that seemed to have a big kettle with a propane gas burner under it. Stopping my stall first he told me to go to my sink and take my dish and my cup to him. Holding them out to him he smiled kindly and ladled some food into the dish. Then taking the cup he filled it with what looked like stemming black coffee. As soon as he’d given me my food he began going from stall to stall. I was starving and the slop was really good. It was like a stew of sorts and had a lot of good meat in it. Washing it down with coffee I did fell a lot better. Then a bell sounded and his voice came over the speaker somewhere in the barn. He told us to all get cleaned up nice and smart because it was almost opening time. Pulling open the drawer of my washstand was surprised to find an electric razor, a tooth brush, and hair brush. There was also soap a cloth and a towel. The one thing that surprised me was the enema bag. As I was pawing through the stuff I was startled by the Farmers voice behind me. All he said was take your enema first kit boy. You don’t want to be a messy fuck for your customers. Swearing at him I said I wasn’t taking any fucking enema. Suddenly pulling on my chain he forced me to my knees and calling out to someone I was held by both arms and pushed down to my hands and knees. I could hear the water running and chuckling he said for being disobedient he was going to use ice water to teach me a lesson. Then I felt this thing being shoved up my ass and I was being filled with this freezing ice water. Bloated shaking and feeling like I was going to burst he shoved a butt plug into my ass. With me filled with ice water and a but plug up my ass he stood and waited for something. I stayed on my knees and the longer he waited the more pain I was in. My body was fighting to expel that damn water and with the plug it was impossible, it was killing me. Now begging him to let me go the toilet he called a couple of the guards over and told me to beg for their cocks. Then he said until I’d sucked all his boys off would he let me go to the bathroom. In serious pain I began begging to suck the mans cock that was nearest to me. The more pain I was in the more I rammed their meat down my throat trying to get them off. Finally after I’d done the fifth and last cock and licked clean he let me up. Trying to stand but crouching over in pain he led me to the toilet. They all stood laughing as I fumbled with my ass finally pulling that huge plug out. Suddenly water and shit shot out of my ass like it was being fired out of a cannon into the toilet. Standing he told me to clean myself out again and then get cleaned up. Jumping up and hurriedly filling the rubber bag again but this time with tepid water I bent over and rammed the nozzle up my ass. He watched as I filled my gut. Pleased I was following his orders he told me if I ever refused to take my enema again he would use the pressure hose on me to clean me out. Nodding I told him I would never disobey him again. Cleaning myself off and washing up. I now sat waiting for whatever was going to happen to me next. I knew better now than to try to resist him in anything. It was a little after nine When there was a lot of activity in the center of the barn. I sat watching in fascination as men in coverall began setting up little booths with all kind of erotic knickknacks, videos and even a little bar with a grill. Asking one of the workers what was going on he said they were just setting up for the weekend party night. He had no sooner said that when I could hear cars beginning to pull into the gravel driveway outside the barn. The room began to fill with men of all sizes, colors and shapes. Men began walking by our stalls looking in and walking to the next booth to see who was there. I could tell because I watched the men across the isle from me. Men were eating, drinking and buying all kinds of junk. Then the Farmer came in and sitting down at a desk in the center of the room picked up a microphone He announced his stud ranch was now open. Then announcing that reservations were being taken for his animals. The Farmer was quite explicit telling them they could purchase any amount of time they wanted with any of his boys or even rent one for the night. God I though I wandered how many men was going to screw me tonight. As I was watching them line up and purchase there tickets for us like some dime a dance ballroom my heart froze. Standing there was that scrawny little bastard of a trucker with the tobacco stained teeth that had propositioned me. The trucker looked even more like a troll as he stood next to the other men. When he looked over in my direction I tried to hide my face. Still looking out the corner of my eye I saw him nodding and shelling out a lot of money. Damn I thought, I hoped he wasn’t he isn’t buying me. Then he turned coming directly toward my stall. Grinning as he stepped into my stall and began laughing. Looking at me in a slave collar and chained to the wall he told me now the big bad pretty boy that was to good to suck his cock belonged to him all night. I felt a shiver run up my back as be began undressing. Throwing his clothes into a pile all I could think of was how bad he stunk. When he dropped his baggy boxer shorts I almost died. I knew he had a big cock when he’d pushed my hand down on him but now he was really hard and he was hung like an animal. Moving toward me and pushing me down on the cot he slipped one leg over my chest and began straddling me. Kneeling over my face with his cock hanging above my lips he told me to eat all of his cock. Glaring up at him before I would do anything he moved his arms to my chest and began digging his nails into my nipples. Twisting and pulling at the same time. In pain I opened my mouth sucking his cock into my throat. Then getting what he wanted he released my tits and began jamming his cock into me raping the hell our of my mouth. At first he tasted like a fifthly urinal. After the first few seconds I began to get use to his taste. He was hot and in seconds he was pumping cum down my throat. No contented he continued working me. Each time he pumped into me he slammed his balls into my chin saying I was going to learn to suck every part of his body. Again he was shooting his load and this time holding himself deep in my throat he began letting loose a stream of piss. Gagging and choking his urine was even streaming out of my nose and making me gag I still kept swallowing. Pulling out of me then he moved his ass over my face and spreading his cheeks told me to clean him up. I couldn’t move or turn my face because his smelly ass hole covered my mouth. As he began bouncing up and down he warned me to start rimming him or he would shit in my face. In pain I started licking and sucking to get him to stop pounding my face with his butt. He kept me licking and sucking until I finally reached up with my hands spreading his cheeks more and really began reaming him out. I had given up, he was going to have me service him or kill me. He was really beginning to get into it as I began fucking his ass hole with my tongue. Laughing he told me I wasn’t such a high and mighty cock tease now. Finally pulling off of me and scooting down lifting my legs he lubed this cock with spittle and rammed it into my ass. He was relentless as he drove himself into me saying I would live to regret ever refusing him sex. He was possessed and he kept as my ass until he’d stretched me wide open. Pulling out he told he was really going to give me the thrill of my life now. Spreading me wide like a chicken he began working his fingers into my ass. Suddenly a blinding pain filled my body. I realized the bastard was fisting me. Not content with that he began slowly fucking me with his hand and arm. He kept going at me until my whole body began going numb. Pulling out of me with a loud popping sound he told me it was time to see just how good a whore I was. Standing there naked and yelling into the barn to the others he said he was celebrating his birthday and anyone that wanted a real fast fuck his boy would love to take him on. Suddenly my stall was filled with naked men of all ages, colors and sizes. My trucker was holding my legs high and they started dicking my ass. It went on for hours and finally my mind just went numb. I was now taking their cocks in my ass and my mouth as fast as they could pump their cocks into me. I began sucking and fucking like some kind of plastic sex toy running on batteries. I wasn’t even aware when the crowd in my stall began thinning out. Finally it was just me and the trucker. He stood there telling me to make love to him. Starting at his lips and kissing him I began licking and sucking my way down his body. Kneeling then before him I took his cock into my mouth. Holding my head he began working me and I now felt him slip easily down my throat. After taking his load I began licking my way down his legs and sucking and kissing his feet. Laughing he told me it was worth every penny of what it cost him to reduce me to a common street whore. I was almost out on my feet when the farmer came in and unhooking my tether chain he led me to the center of the barn were all his boys were hooked together. Corralling us in a group he said it was time for his bitches to get cleaned up. Then leading us to a shack he said it was his animal bath. As we stepped in water began squirting out from nozzles everywhere. As we stood there one of our guards pushed in a basket of soap and everyone grabbed and began soaping their bodies. It was when we were rinsing off I began feeling the other men all pressing around me. Suddenly I was on my hands and knees and someone yelled gangbang. One of the guards peaked in and laughing said whoever gets the bitch pregnant has to marry him. Still laughing he told them they had twenty minutes before he had to take them back to the barn. These guys were even more vicious that that trucker last night. By the time the guards opened the door and told them to break it up I was a bloody mess. Standing and rinsing off I followed the others out and back to the barn. We had that kettle waiting for us with some kind of gruel in it. They then served our meal and told to get some sleep because we were going to have another busy night tomorrow. We were entertaining a convention. Eating my Gruel I found it quite good. It was hot and seemed to have raisins and fruit in it. I’d just crawled into my bed when the Farmer came into my stall. He had what looked like a caulking gun. Telling me to roll over he shoved the nozzle up my ass and began to pump this slick goo into my body. It kind of burnt a little but he said it was an antibiotic to keep me healthy after last night. Walking out he then told me to get some sleep. Feeling the soothing cool feeling spreading up my ass into my body I drifted off in a deep sleep. It seemed so early when I woke to a jarring bell ringing. Looking up I saw the food wagon. It had to be lunch time. I was starving and when he pulled the cart by me I was delighted to see not only soup but slabs of cheese and bread. As the Farmer dished up my food he slipped a napkin covered morsel into my hands whispering it was a little something special just for me. When I took my food back to my bunk I slowly unwrapped the napkin and saw a large chocolate brownie. Wolfing it down before anyone could see what I had I sat there savoring that wonderful taste. Then I finished every last drop of my soup, bread and cheese. After washing up I brushed my teeth. Then washing up my bowl I crawled back on my bunk. Snuggling into the mattress I could smell the scent of all those bodies from last night. As I drifted off to sleep I was playing with my growing hard-on. It was hard to believe when we were awakened by that bell again. As one of the guards pulled our little food cart along dishing out our stew and hard tack bread I could see activity in the center of the barn. The guards and workers were now setting up an extensive steam table in the center of the barn. And dozens of small café tables around it. Then I remembered that this was the night for the convention. The Farmer come on the speaker telling us that we all were paid for in advance. These men were coming for dinner and some male entertainment. We were told to be attentive to any man that wanted us in anyway they wanted. I wondered how long this night would go on. After we had finished our meal the Farmer came on the speaker telling us it was time to attend to our personal grooming and prepare for our guests. Finishing my enema and washing up the Farmer stopped by and handing me a leather vest and leather bracelets telling me to put them on. Looking at him he smiled saying the customers like there boys in leather. Slipping into the vest he helped me attached my bracelets. Looking at me he told me I was a beautiful man. Blushing at his praise I got down on my knees begging him to let me blow him. Pushing me away he told me he didn’t show preferences between his whores. Then mussing my hair he told me I would get all the cock I wanted tonight. As he left my stall I watched as they brought in big containers of food and slipped them into the steam tables. Then the men began putting little candles on all the tables giving the barn a romantic cabaret effect. I had to admire how quickly they could change the effect of an old barn. Then the guards then began bringing little candles into each of our stalls and setting them on our washstands. I was surprised then when the guards began taking off there coveralls. They were all putting on leather harness straps around their chests and over their shoulders. Then pulling on leather thongs they looked really hot. I was still ogling this one big black guard when we heard activity in the driveway. That was when one of the guards told us the tour buses were arriving. I was surprised to see men in business suits coming in. They were all laughing and pointing and talking about what fun tonight was going to be. Lining up behind their tour director they began taking plates and serving themselves at the steam table. Then breaking into groups of two and three they seated themselves at the little tables. The guards began their role as waiters serving the customers drinks. We all watached in fascination as this little cabaret scene unfolded in front of us. As the men began finishing up their dinners they began to strip and move around checking out the stalls. I had three of them in my stall and they were deciding who was going to be the first one in my ass. Then this portly little man came up saying he would start. Taking a tube of KY from the vanity he tossed it over to me telling me to grease myself up. Taking a glob of jelly I began shoving it up my ass. I knew damn well the better lubed I was the less this first guy was going to hurt. After he got his rocks off his cum would be my natural lube. He weighted a ton as he climbed on me missionary style. He was really the clumsiest guy I’d ever been fucked by. I could see his buddies snickering at him and I felt sorry for him. As he wised and pumped I began telling him he was wonderful and his cock was the best I’d ever had. Giggling like a Nellie sissy he really began banging the hell out of my ass. I was taking a beating from his excessive weight more that that stubby little cock of his but shit he was paying for me. I wanted him to have a good time. I was relieved when he final got his rocks off. When the one they called Bradley stepped up he told me to roll over. Pulling my legs up and over his shoulders I looked into this handsome man’s face and then down at the hunk of meat he was ready to shove up my ass. He knew what he wanted and in one fast movement he was in and screwing me like a mink. Arching my back I wanted to get as much of that cock as I could. He was really a wild fuck. Finally the skinny one was up for his turn. He wanted me on my hand and knees doggy fashion. Looking at him as I kneeled and dropped to my hands and knees. I gritted my teeth on this one. He may have been little but he was hung. As he sank into me I realized he wasn’t all that big it was just his size making his cock look bigger. I was glad though that he wanted to go dog fashion. It was rather nice not to get screwed the same way all the time. He was really going at it when Bradley kneeled in front of me shoving his cock into my mouth. As they began to work together I was really beginning to enjoy the whole thing. In a way I was sorry when they left to go to another stall. I hoped I would get a few more customers soon. I was just getting up when this big brute came in. Now I though I was really into it. Reaching down and helping me up to my bunk he moved over me and straddled my chest. With a sheepish look he asked if I would suck him off. Looking at that beast he acted and sounded like a damn fagot. Looking up into his pleading face I begged him not to force me to suck him off. Quizzically he looked at me until he realized some of his buddy’s were watching. Winking at him I began begging him to be gentle with me. Winking back at me he rammed his semi hard cock into my mouth and I began working on him. It didn’t take him long before he was sporting a handsome hard-on. Now he was getting into it and he was up on his knees pumping my face for all he was worth. As his buddies turned to go I could hear them say what a man that guy is, did you see the size of his cock. When he shot his load he bent down and brushed my lips with a kiss whispering, “Thank you for saving my ass”. Pulling him close I told him to try screwing me, that I think he would like it if he liked getting sucked off. Sliding down I told him to lift my legs and put them over his shoulders. Then I started telling him how manly he was and what a wonderful cock he had and he began getting hard again. He was really getting excited now and pushing his cock toward me I scooted down to meet him. When managed to work himself up my ass I could feel his cock getting even harder and suddenly he was up on his knees screwing the hell out of me. Giggling like a kid he said this was the first time he’d ever had sex with anyone. Looking at that animal I thought my god he’s a fucking virgin. It was fun watching his face as he discovered how much fun it was to get his rocks off in some ones ass. His face was all flushed and tears were rolling down his face. To see this sissy hulk blossom into a real man was something I would remember all my life. In a fleeting moment I knew for the first time in my life I was good at what I was doing. I liked being a whore. Then suddenly rearing up and jamming himself into me up to his balls I could feel him unloading. He just kept shooting and shooting like he had stored up his semen for years. Finally pulling out of me he laid down and with his lips on mine slid his tongue into my mouth and gave me a passionate kiss. When he crawled off of me he told me he would always love me for what I did for him. He was going out now and fuck the ass off of every ass he could get his cock into. Watching him swagger out of my stall he was a changed man. Chuckling to myself I though what power sex had over a man. Looking up I could see I had another customer. I was enjoying all the attention I was getting. I loved servicing all of them because all of them were so different and fucked in such different ways every cock was like getting screwed for the first time. When they began shutting down I was sorry to see them go. It was then I realized I loved being a whore. As the guards were breaking down the tables Farmer stopped by my stall and told me several of the men had stopped by to tell him how wonderful they had been treated by me. Opening his little bag Farmer pulled out some imported chocolates and asked if I would like them. He was now always giving me little treats. I asked him then if he would tell me why they all called him the Farmer. Laughing he said that was easy, his name was John Farmer. Then he asked me if I had every thought of belonging to one man. Looking up into his face I told him that was what all whores dream of. Someday I wanted to spend my life just making one man happy. Smiling he told me to be sure and take my enema and brush my teeth before I went to bed. He turned as he left saying he wanted his best whore to take good care of himself. I felt proud he though I was his best whore. As I filled my enema bag and slipped the nozzle up my ass I saw that big cute black guard leaning against my stall wall. He had his jacket open and his jeans hanging loose exposing a big hard cock. Looking up into his face I felt this thrill of knowing he wanted me. Telling him I would be ready for him in a second I finished cleaning up. Moving toward him I asked if Farmer knew he was here. Smiling he told me he was my reward for being such a good whore. As he kicked off his shoes and jeans he started toward me. Then letting his jacket slip from his shoulders he stood there in all his masculine hairy glory. For the first time in my life I was in love and it was with a black man. Pulling him into my bunk he asked me what I wanted him to do. Looking into his eyes I ask him what he meant. Again he told me he was the Farmers present to me for being such a good whore and he said he was mine for the night. Giving him a hug then moving out from under him I rolled him over on his back saying it was a long time since I’d fucked a man. Taking his legs then and spreading them and putting them over my shoulders he said he belonged to me tonight. I could do anything I wanted to with him. Reaching into my supplies I began greasing up with KY. I was desperate to get my cock up his beautiful ass. As I slid into him he began to whimper begging me to rape his ass off. Suddenly I was an animal, I was no longer the whore but the stallion I’d once had been. Then with hard strokes I began to fuck the shit out of him. Over and over I pounded his ass cumin time and again. Finally letting his leg down I and moving up his hips and spreading my cheeks mounted his cock letting it sink into my body. Closing my eyes as that tool of his worked it way into me and leaning forward taking his hands I put them on my nipples. Then I began to ride his cock and the faster our bodies pumped together in equal and opposite directions the hotter be both got. He began twisting and pulling on my tits until I was begging him for more. Feeling him thrust his hips up he sake all of his cock into me then. Then he began pumping his fluid into me and finally blurted out he loved me. Bending down and letting our lips touch, his cock up my ass, our tongues began playing with each other. Now excited as a bride I crawled up his chest slipping my cock into his mouth and began to work him. As I filled him with my cum I told him I was his. Suddenly the Farmer was standing over us. All he said was, “You sure this is the one you want?” With his mouth still filled with my cock he nodded. Then farmer began unlocking my collar telling me I now belong to his son now. He has wanted to own you from the first day he saw you in the truck but you weren’t ready to become his slave. Now unshackled farmer took out a leather collar and fasted it around my neck. All he said was now remember he is you master, you are his property. Slipping to my knees and looking up at Warren I promised I would be his complete slave doing only what he commanded. Pulling me to my feet he kissed me telling me he wanted me as his lover not his slave. That was when farmer left us and we went back to my bunk. Warren told me tomorrow would be soon enough to move up to the big house. Tonight he wanted to be the whore. Pulling his legs up and mounting him, all I said was, “Yes Master!”.